Summary: (REWRITE) NORMAL isn't something in a demigod's vocab. So being tossed back in time to the Roman Empire around 0 B.C. is... a standard demigod life. Read at the Prophecy of Seven plus Reyna meet each other before TLH and band together to rewrite the Forgotten Mythological story of Cosima spirit of the Universe

Rating: K+ language mostly

Pairings: Undecided please let me know what you would like them to be, I will go from there. Percabeth defiantly any other ones are your decision.

Spoiler/Warning: Hmm... Third chapter, no Annabeth will not be the bad guy. Did I mention this is set in between TLO and TLH? Well now I did. I hope to make this chapter longer but my creative juices are running low so I guess this is another filler? But I did get an idea on what to do for the next few chapters so, just bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Heroes of Olympus blah blah I am just doing this for fun blah blah I am not Rick Roirdan blah blah. OK! Continue reading my rewrite!

Percy III

The girl stood there silently not moving at all she looked over at Annabeth trying to find, something.

"My name is Cosima." The girl stated simply. "You must me Annabeth." The girl stuck out her hand Annabeth looked at it strangely before extending her hand slowly. "I'm not gonna bite." The girl said with a smirk, Percy had to hold back a laugh as Annabeth gave her the 'you-are-so-dead' look. Annabeth took the Cosima's hand gave it a light shake. "Are you aren't from around here are you?" Cosima asked pointing to their clothes.

"What are you taking about?" Annabeth asked.

"What did you say?"

"I don't see what's so weird about our clothes." Annabeth tried to elaborate.

"What language are you speaking?"

"English."

"Englézos? What is that? There is no Englézos language that you speak of." Cosima brow crunched up in worry.

"How can there not be? English is the third most commonly used language in the world." Annabeth countered.

"So you can understand me, but not I to you? Can you speak Greek or Latin? Those are the languages that most people use." Cosima tried frantically.

"You can understand me now?" Annabeth asked as she began to speak in Greek.

"Oh thank goodness!" Cosima half shouted out of relief. "I understand, write and speak Greek and Latin and you can speak Greek."

"So you are saying that English isn't a language that you know of?" Annabeth was beginning to piece things together.

"Yeah, I don't think English is even some remote language." Cosima looked at the two demi-gods curiously.

"Where are we exactly?" Percy finally spoke up.

"We're in the temple to the Roman goddess Fortuna in the out skirts of Carthage, Africa. If you were to take a boat from the port you could sail to Rome where Caesar Augustus currently holds court." Cosima said. That stopped Percy and Annabeth in their tracts.

Augustus was emperor, the USA didn't exist, and the Romans had rule over the entire known world…

They had just uncontrollably done the one thing scientist had been trying to do for years; they time traveled. And there had no idea how in Hades they were gonna get back.

"Skatá! Skatá, skatá, skatá!" Annabeth began to yell over and over while Cosima just laughed at her.

"There no use getting all huffy about it, you can tag along with me until you find your way back home." Cosima offered. "I plan on taking the next boat I can get out of here to Cyrene, Cyrenaica."

"She's going to East Libya." Annabeth switched back to English as she glanced over at Percy.

"Here we go again." Cosima muttered to herself, she looked at the two before saying something total out of the blue. "Are you two married?"

That stopped them dead in their tracks. Married! Sure they loved at cared for each other, but they had just started dating ten months ago.

"No!" Percy and Annabeth quickly yelled, Cosima smirked.

"Well to minimize suspicion and to keep each other from getting married off to someone you are gonna gave to pose a couple." Annabeth looked at Cosima like she was insane.

"What? You two are around sixteen, right? Most girls are eligible to marry around than. Consider yourself lucky girls your age usually marry men who are in their thirties and forties." Annabeth nodded, plus she wasn't totally against faking she was Percy's wife. Cosima went inside the holy place of the temple before coming out with a basket and a few articles of clothing. "One more thing; you are gonna need to wear this, help you blend in more."

"Where did you get those?" Annabeth looked at her in suspicion.

"I swear the Roman noble didn't care she had too much to begin with!" Cosima defended.

"So you stole it?" Annabeth pointed out.

"Oh no, not stole, I simply substituted it with a lovely bag of moldy unleavened bread." Cosima countered her voice smug. She turned to Percy and tossed him a bundle of dark blue clothing. Taking no regard to the two TEENAGE girls that were standing there Percy took off his orange camp T-shirt so that Annabeth had a clear view of is nicely toned four pack and wonderful tanned skin. "You're drooling." Cosima whispered in Annabeth's ear.

Annabeth quickly wiped the side of her mouth only to find no drool, she turned to Cosima with a glare, the girl in turn giggled softly.

"Not that you DEAR wife wouldn't like you see you in you 'full glory,'" both Annabeth and Percy reddened at this. "But I suggest you dampen down your urges and go to the priest's chamber while me and Annabeth go to the priestess's we will meet you in front of Fortuna's statue." Cosima said as she tugged on Annabeth's shirt and led her out of the main part of the temple.

"So…" Annabeth tried to think of something, anything to get rid of the creepy silence that enveloped the two.

"Where are you from?" Cosima asked suddenly. Annabeth panicked names of Greek cities ran through her head.

"Athens, Greece." Annabeth said quite proud of herself.

"Oh, so you are from Athena's dwelling place. That explained so much." Cosima said opening the door to her left and letting Annabeth in, she than closed it and set the wooden plank over it to lock the door.

The room was relatively big with a bed big enough for two with a current over it to keep out the bugs there was a large piece of glass that served as a mirror atop a wooden desk that had a small stool.

"Take off your clothes." Cosima stated simply.

"What?!" Annabeth yelled at the top of her lungs a blush surging to her face.

"Here put these on too." Cosima explained flatly as he tossed Annabeth a bra and underwear. Annabeth reddened until her face resemble that of a tomato, while Cosima rolled her eyes and turned around. "Go ahead I'm straight and I have NO interest in stealing a look." Annabeth quickly took everything off and put the undergarments she had been given on. Once they were on Cosima turned around and set to work helping Annabeth dress in the appropriate apparel.

First came a short white sleeveless tunic that barely went past her knees, Cosima then took out a grayish silver dress stola that stopped just a few inches above Annabeth's ankles. Cosima then grabbed a white palla shawl that had black and silver crisscrossing lining around the edge, twisting her way around Annabeth, Cosima, adorned the palla around her left shoulder before going around Annabeth's back and resting the corner so that it draped over her lower arm.

"Sit." Cosima ordered pointing to the wooden chair, Annabeth obey like a young child sitting down but no with squirming a little, Cosima's penetrating gaze wasn't helping at all. She began to the straps around Annabeth's feet. Cosima began to braid Annabeth's curly locks before wrapping that braid into a side bun.

"Okay." Cosima whispered softly, not giving any regard to whether or not Annabeth was coming Cosima proceeded to walk down the hall towards Percy. She suddenly stopped and looked over at Annabeth her eyes which had gone from gold to a dark forlorn black before bursting with bright white, yellows, reds, blues, and purples Her voice was more mature.

"Daughter of Athena, you must free my Spirit before HE consumes you." The voice said, then just as soon as it started it stopped, Cosima's knees buckled and she plummeted to the floor.

A.N. Another Cliffy! I know I'm so cruel, so who is this mysterious man/monster/god/titan/primordial/thingy? To be honest your guess is about as good as mine, but at least we know it's a male I'm hoping to bring in another of the seven to make the story a bit more interesting. Perhaps Leo or Frank maybe I could push it so far as to add Thalia and Nico into the story ad cut out Piper! Yes! FYI I HATE PIPER! And yet my supposed "best friend" calls me Piper that right there is mean! Just kidding Popcorn no need to freak out!

Oh yeah! I would like to thank nerdyangel6 for being the irst to post n my new story along with popcornparadise1928 plus I am a naiad glad to serve u, Safree, popcorn (again) for favoriting/following my story.

I'll finish my rant after just one request; please review I don't care if it's just a smiley face or 'cool' or if it is a paragraph rant on how awful of a story I is and on how I should never post again (which will never happen by the way) I just want a response to the TWO FREAKING WEEKS of work I put into this story!

If you want to know what Annabeth's clothing looks like just go here- .

Skatá! Skatá, skatá, skatá! is Greek for Shit! Shit, shit, shit! Pretty much (Google translate was used)

Ta-Ta!

Wolfie

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