As promised, I am back with a new fic! This fic is another AU and it may seem confusing in the beginning, but I promise it'll get better! I am not Rick Riordan, I do not own this Godly series, this is the only disclaimer I shall put.

Alright, on to the first chapter!

Chapter 1

"The Start of Everything"

Percy Jackson.

She scowled at the name. Never before had she met such a cunning, dirty, backstabbing, shell of a man. Suing her for the 8th time? Or was it the 9th? She had completely lost count because it was a daily routine between them. Get sued, get found not guilty, and he'd be back at it again with his ridiculous claims.

Gods, she loathed this man.

It wasn't as if she hated him on first sight, but after exactly 3.9 seconds of meeting him, she began hating him. Never judge a book by the cover, right?

His annoying smirk, his stupid eyes, his ugly face, and his feigned politeness. Oh yeah, he pissed her off big time.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she focused back to the task at hand. Being the hardworking, Vice President, she had her duties. And fulfill them she did. She wasn't just the stereotypical daughter of boss that got promoted because she was the heir to the company. Oh no, she was Annabeth Chase; a smart, independent career woman.

Excessive ringing for her awesomeness settled it.

Wait…

She snapped back into focus after her pager began the annoying ringing that signaled the start of yet another meeting. She sighed.

Okay, if there was one thing she hated more than Percy Jackson, it was meetings. It was dreadfully boring and irrelevant to anything that she needed to know. It was a complete waste of her time but being the Vice, she had to be there. But it wasn't just the meeting, it was when Rachel Dare was added to the equation. Her snotty, not to mention stupid, step sister.

Adding stupid comments, being stupid, looking stupid, taking stupid to a whole other level. That was Rachel Dare.

Annabeth got up with reluctance before briskly making her way to the meeting room.

Today was going to be a long day…

"Annabeth!" piped Piper as she walked out of the meeting room feeling sapped of all the energy she had.

"Yeah?" she answered back with little enthusiasm.

"I know you hate meetings, but yeesh. Lighten up," Piper said as she appeared beside her.

"Can't." replied Annabeth curtly.

"Well, you have anything to do tonight?" asked Piper with her smirk.

Darn that smirk. She'd gotten into some pretty bad situations because of it.

"Yes."

"You're lying."

"I'm not."

"Yeah, you are. I see right through you."

"I'm tired."

"Bullshit."

"I have to go meet my dying family for the last time."

"I'll go with you."

"My mom hates you."

"Don't worry, she's dying anyways."

"Piper. I'm not going," Annabeth said frankly.

"You don't even know what I'm going to say!" Piper shouted out indignantly.

"Something with drinking, stalking, or violence. Maybe all of the above?" asked Annabeth.

"…To be fair, the stalking was a one-time thing! And," she enunciated. "this time it's only going to be drinking. C'mon, you know you want to," Piper drawled out.

"No."

"I'm going to stop talking to you if you don't go."

"Please, do."

"You're a jerk, you know?"

"Yes."

"It'll be fun!"

"Fine.." Annabeth rolled her eyes at her overly pushy friend. "But you're buying." Mistake #1

She had come to learn that once Piper sets her mind to it, she won't stop being annoying. So she might as well agree before she starts stalking her too. Besides, just drinking wouldn't do much harm. Certainly not as much as getting a restraining order for hard core stalking.

And that was the start of everything.

They landed with a thud.

Heat emulated from her skin as he hurriedly undressed her.

Skin on skin.

Sweat trickled from his forehead.

Panting and groaning.

She dug her fingernails in his skin.

Ecstasy.

She breathed heavily as she snapped her eyes shut. Pain mixed with pleasure.

"Gods, you're so damn.. Urghh," he voiced as he groaned.

To be honest, she wasn't coherent at that time. Completely drunk from the 20… million shots she drank, she didn't hesitate when a complete stranger offered to buy her another. And another.

Shots later, when she couldn't even see straight, she complimented him.

He complimented her back.

She followed him into his house.

A drunken kiss.

Mild groping.

Towards the bed room they went.

And now, here they were. Tangled in each other's limbs, skin on skin, and breathing heavily… Mistake #2

...

Annabeth awoke with a pounding hangover. "Ugh, how much did I drink.." she mumbled before her eyes focused.

Wait… this wasn't her apartment.

Why was she naked? She never slept without any clothes..

She looked around. Sea blue walls, dark blue sheets, greenish blue carpeting, a naked man, some pretty nice paintings of the sea, a nice view of the ocea-

A naked man. Beside her.

She screamed.

And there you have it! I know this chapter's pretty short.. It'll get longer as the story progresses though! I hope you enjoyed this!

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