Annabeth wasn't having a good day. In fact, she was having a terrible 3 days.

Butch was a good companion to travel with, unlike others he understood that she didn't want to talk. That she didn't need to talk with anyone. The blonde was determined to get to the grand canyon, determined to find the person with one shoe. Praying that Percy was alright.

When she saw the group at the Grand Canyon her heart sank.

'Please,' she begged in her mind. 'Please let Percy be here.' Her grey eyes continued to scan the group, but she couldn't find the dark haired girl that she was hoping to to find. A mixture of sadness and anger bubbled within the daughter of Athena as she leapt off the chariot, drawing a sword as she stormed towards a group of kids that she had no doubt were the demigods at the centre of what had occurred.

"Where is she?" Annabeth demanded, trying not to show how worried she was.

"Where's who?" the blonde boy asked in response, the demigods eyes narrowed in response to what the boy had said. There was no way that this is why she had come here. Percy had to be here. Under her glare, under more questions the blonde boy had taken charge in an attempt to explain the situation to the girl. It was after he finished that her frustration had finally come out of her, though she showed it though anger.

"No, no, no! She was meant to be here! She told me that she was here! That if I came I'd find the answer!"

"Annabeth, check it out," Butch interrupted her frustrated rambling, bringing the blonde girls attention back to the boy that had just told the story.

One shoe.

Again Annabeth felt all her anger being directed at the other demigod. A male that she didn't know. She knew that it was illogical, she knew that she should be able to welcome the boy who was clearly a demigod. But all that she could do was feel anger. He wasn't meant to be here. It was meant to be her best friend. In that moment she felt as though it was his fault that Percy was't here.

"He can't be the answer," she muttered darkly in response. Her head turned to the sky, knowing that she would appear absolutely insane. "What do you want from me? What have you done to her?"

"Annabeth," she heard Butch approach her almost cautiously. "We've gotta get out of here…" he said quietly, not daring to touch her in an attempt to calm her. She nodded, glaring at the boy with blonde hair and one shoe. She didn't dare say anything else. Instead she marched towards the chariot.

From behind her, she could hear the three demigods she didn't know talking.

"Whats her problem?" the girl had said, and she heard the agreement coming from the boy that hadn't spoken earlier.

Annabeth realised that she was crying at that moment as she thought of her best friend. She tried desperately to hold back the sob that was attempting to escape, tears continuing to run down her face as she heard Butch explain what had happened.

"Annabeth's okay. You gotta cut her some slack. She had a vision telling her to come here and find a person with one shoe… it was meant to answer her problem."

"What problem?" the girl had asked.

"She's been looking for one of our campers, who's been missing three days… She's going out of her mind with worry. She was hoping she'd be here."

"Who?" the boy that told the story questioned, Annabeth hesitated at the question, before forcing herself to move again, ears straining to hear the end of Butch's explanation.

"Her best friend… A girl called Percy Jackson."

Annabeth gripped the chariot, lowering her head so that her hair fell in front of her face covering the silent tears that she was crying. When Butch and the other half-bloods joined her, she kept herself busy working and focussing. She wouldn't allow them to see her so weak, so vulnerable. Not after only knowing her a few minutes.

O.o

The last months had been interesting for Priscilla Jackson.

One day she'd woken up in an alleyway with no memory of who she was, other than the fact that her friends called her Percy, and of nothing in her life, except for the fact that there was a blonde haired girl, Annabeth. Waking up with that memory all she could think was that she needed to find the girl that she knew was important to her.

Then the monsters had started chasing her, chasing her for two days in which they constantly reformed and couldn't break her skin. Her memories were still very fuzzy when it came to how she ended up being practically immortal, but that didn't matter considering it had been stripped once she had crossed into Camp Jupiter.

Next thing Percy knew was she was on a quest, fighting a battle (which she realised she was much too good at surviving to be nothing more than chance), killing a giant with the help of a God and had then been elected praetor by the other Romans.

And she still lacked almost all the memories of her past.

There was still that desire in her to find Annabeth though, even after the months that had passed. She was wondering what Annabeth had done in those months, wondering whether she was searching for Percy or whether she had given up, believing her to be dead. Internally Percy hoped that her best friend would find her.

Still she had other things to be concerned about now. Especially Ella, Octavian, her new responsibilities as the Praetor. That was what she was discussing with Frank and Hazel now. Or at least, what she had been discussing before her half-brother Tyson had practically forced a plain scroll into her hands.

It was when she spread the scroll out that a video recording flickered to life on the scroll. A boy showed up onscreen, probably around her age. He had impish features, curly black hair and dark, wild eyes. He definitely had a severe case of ADHD, and it seemed like he had either several cups of coffee or a number of energy drinks.

Something about him had caught her attention. She was certain that she had seen him before but she couldn't place him. Percy was so caught in her thoughts that she missed Hazel's reaction to the boy on the scroll.

"Hey! Greetings from your friends at Camp Half-Blood! This is Leo…" he started, the mischievous grin staying on his face, falling shortly in confusion as he spoke his next works. "I'm the… What am I?"

"Repair boy," a girl yelled back at him, causing the boy to scrunch up his face.

"You're really funny Piper," he grumbled, looking towards the parchment again. "So… uh… I'm the Supreme Commander of the Argo II. Anyway we're going to be sailing to you in about an hour, in this big mother warship! We'd appreciate it if you'd not… blow us out of the sky? So, could you please pass that on to the Romans? See you soon. Your demigodishness and all that, peace out!"

Percy couldn't help the half smile her lips twitched into as she watched the boy, before the parchment blanked out. He seemed quite interesting. Although, right now she had a new issue that she had to deal with.

That happened to be announcing the impending arrival of a warship at the senate meeting.

And Percy had no doubt that Octavian was going to try his hardest to screw this up. There was no way that that was avoidable.

Within minutes she had been proven right.

"Why tempt fate?" the blonde had asked, causing the brunette to internally roll her eyes as she began to open the case for trusting the Greeks.

"I'm glad you asked," apparently Octavian had taken those words to open his mouth again and interrupt the new Praetor.

"I wasn't-"

"Part of the quest, we know that. And as such you made a wise decision in allowing me to explain, since I was a part of the quest," Percy interrupted with an innocent smile, ignoring the snickers that were going around the room. Watching Octavian sit down quietly, she tried her hardest not to look smug. Putting Octavian down was one thing that she had to admit that she enjoyed doing, probably because of his misplaced arrogance.

After explaining the entire situation, she unfortunately didn't get the response that she wanted from the senate.

"Why should we believe that?"

"Juno told us that the prophecy of seven was coming to pass. Do you believe that she's lying about this? And Mars also appeared in camp, do you honestly think that two powerful Gods would swing by for a visit?"

"She's right," Gwen said, causing the brunette to breathe out in relief that she seemed to be getting somewhere. She felt a lot better that most of the senate was supporting her now, seeming to understand where this was going.

"The Greeks have been our enemies for eons," Reyna commented, regarding the Greek demigod as she thought.

"The Amazons were also once enemies, and yet last week they fought together," Percy offered, her green eyes pleading with Reyna to see reason in this situation.

"That is true," murmurings that echoed the sentiment rang throughout the sentiment.

"Besides, we already have worked together despite not knowing it!" Percy offered up as a second point, noting the looks of confusion of the demigods around her. "During the Titan War last summer, while you were attacking Mount Othrys we defended Mount Olympus. I fought Kronos myself."

Looks of shocks covered the faced of those around, Reyna herself had taken a step back from Percy, regarding her with wide eyes.

"Please, let them land. I swear on my life, Jason will back up everything that I've said." Her pleas no doubt were what won the case, though she knew if something went wrong Octavian wouldn't hesitate to execute her.

'Please let this go right,' she thought as she began walking out of the senate, knowing the the Greeks were about to arrive with Jason.

As she spotted the warship approaching, she knew that this was the moment of truth.

A/N:

So... I was trying to write for the other pieces that I've got up, and that somehow morphed into a new story which is what you guys may have read the first chapter of. I don't know how this happened.

I'm sorry...

Ari out