Author's note: I honestly don't know if anybody would like this, but to be honest, I loved this idea very much. I got this idea from watching Frozen, but don't worry, I'm not gonna copy the whole plot, I'll just use the main idea. But before you read the story and ignore my note, please read the stuff below, they're important.

~In this story, Percy is a girl.

~Also, the gods are able to continue living without the need for the mortals to believe in them, so they will not die like Pan did. There are also no Camp half-blood or Camp Jupiter. Since they can live even if nobody believes in them, they decided that demigods are dangerous because they're powers attract monsters, so all gods are forbidden to have children.

~Also, Olympus is not connected to the empire state building. The only way to get there is through teleportation or using some sort of magical portals.

~Another thing, the summary says Dark!Apollo, why? Well, he's not the usual smiley and happy Apollo like on Rick Riordan books.

Disclaimer: I don't own PjO, Frozen, or the Snow Queen. They belong to the respective authors or producers.

A Visit

Poseidon sat on his throne, gripping his trident as he stared into his kingdom. The seas were peaceful, the merfolk and sea creatures were resting in silence. It was midnight, but for the all-powerful sea god, he could not rest, and does not need it anyway. He tries to hide it, but he was incredibly anxious. Unfortunately, the seas reflect on his emotions, and soon it grew restless.

Above his realm, on land, a child of the sea was born. It wasn't just an ordinary child, it was the first daughter of his for over a century. He could feel the breathing of the child, its melodious laughter echoing in the ocean. Poseidon smiled. His child was healthy.

Yet he couldn't help but feel mixed emotions about the child. He knew that demigods are forbidden to be born. In fact, gods are not allowed to be down the mortal world. It was dangerous, as mortals are fragile creatures. If a demigod was born, he or she will most likely stir up enemies of the gods, and then it would most likely cause chaos.

But Poseidon would not let his younger brother dictate him. And now, he has a demigod child, the first and only demigod in at least a thousand years. Poseidon could just hope this would not mean war after having such a long time of peace.

His anxiety was seen by Delphin, one of his trusted servants. The dolphin immediately stood beside the god in a respectful manner.

"My Lord, why is it that the seas are quite restless? Is there a problem arising in our midst?" The servant said solemnly. The sea god sighed.

"No, Delphin, there is not." Poseidon didn't want to explain the cause of his anxiousness.

"Is it your demigod child, master?" Delphin replied. Poseidon stared in confusion.

"How is it that you know?" he asked. Delphin only laughed in amusement.

"My Lord, I could sense the smell of the sea a thousand miles away." He replied, chattering like the way dolphins do. Poseidon merely smiled.

"I could not keep secrets from you, Delphin." He said. The dolphin servant nodded, then raised his head, looking at the air as if there was a foul stench in it.

"What is it, Delphin?" the sea god inquired. The servant shook his head.

"Ice, covering the land." The dolphin answered. Poseidon raised an eyebrow.

"In the middle of summer solstice?" he said. The dolphin chattered nervously.

"It seemed to be covering –I'm sorry sire- the place where your child resides." He said. With that, Poseidon got up, and with a wave of his trident, vanished.

Khione paced around her huge bedroom in disgust. Her father, the king, has once again let some lowly mortals pass through their lands without even thinking twice at what he had done. She growled.

Sometimes you could say it's really stupid for an immortal to have a heir, or in this case, a heiress.

Boreas, the king of the northern winds, was her father, and therefore means she was below him. The thought gives her an incredible sense of loathing. She had wanted to take the place of her father centuries ago. She was so ready for the power. Unfortunately, her father is immortal. He will remain in his position as long as he lives, which is forever.

Khione resented her father. Not only did he never listened to her, he treated her like one of his servants than a daughter. Sure, her father was friendly when it comes to traveling mortals that happen to pass by their mountain, where their castle resides. But when it comes to respect, the king expects all of it to be given to him.

The snow princess furiously sat on her bed, a shimmering crystalline structure that is surprisingly soft. She has to do something fast, while the summer solstice is here, or else she'll never be queen. The summer solstice is the only time her father is weakened, for there isn't much ice. And since she is not the queen yet, she isn't affected. Khione smirked at one of the perks of being an heiress.

With one last sigh, Khione stood and headed to one of her favorite places in the castle –the ice chamber. Opening the secret door in her room, she hastily run down the ice stairs that would lead to the chamber.

The ice chamber is a circular room with many levels, and like its name, it houses various ice sculptures, but not just any ice sculptures. Khione smiled wickedly at the frozen bodies of thousands of travelers that has passed the castle eons ago. It was a time before her father. A time where the northern mountains aren't a place of refuge, but a place of demise. All of the frozen statues are a testament to how glorious those days has been.

But those glorious days are over, as long as her father is still here. Khione clutched her head in desperation.

Time is running out. Soon the summer solstice will be over.

Unbeknownst to her, a pillar of ice started to shimmer. An image of a regal woman appeared. Her black cascading hair was held back by a black circlet. The woman wore a long, black tunic that run up to her ankles. Black irises stared at the snow goddess, a look of fury underneath.

Khione stared at the image, smiling in recognition.

"The fates have spoken." The woman said. Khione raised an eyebrow.

"What could be so important?" She asked. The woman frowned.

"Do not be so rash. I presume you are still living in your father's shadow, awaiting a coronation he would never give you." Eris mocked.

Khione winced. "What do you want?" she growled. The woman smirked.

"The oracle has stated that during the end of the solstice, the Olympians must find a way to complete the balance of their council. The power of the gods has been unstable ever since Hestia stepped down and gave the throne to Dionysus." She stated.

"So?" Khione said impatiently. "Everyone knows that."

"I would be the one to complete that balance." The woman announced.

Khione smirked and waved her hand dismissively. "One could not just enter the Council. Olympus does not easily accept anyone."

She merely smirked. "Which is why I'm getting married." She said enthusiastically.

"To whom?" Khione frowned.

"Before I could say anything."The woman smiled mysteriously. "I have a task for you."

"And what could you offer me in exchange?" Khione asked. The woman in black smiled, revenge in her eyes.

"Power."

Crying. Crying. Crying and more crying.

Words that could perfectly describe your life if you were a new mother. But to Sally, it was music to her ears. Music that means a world full of joy and happiness, even if it means sacrificing a peaceful world.

She cradled her baby in a gentle fashion, making sure he is warm and cozy. The weather has gone inevitably cold, and she doesn't want her newborn to be sick at the time of her birth. She would do anything for her to be safe.

Blizzards have been reported to ravage throughout Manhattan. A brewing storm is about to occur tonight, with a high percentage of snow to cover the entire area. It seems like christmas is coming early today...

The TV went on and on about the weather. Sally didn't pay much attention to it. Her baby was crying again.

"Shh, Shh, calm down, Percy, Mummy's here." She murmured, gently rocking her to sleep. Percy rubbed her eyes, and stared at Sally wholeheartedly. Percy has the most striking emerald eyes she has seen.

Percy, a weird name for her newborn daughter. Short for Persephone, she decided that her name would be mythology related. She is part of it, after all.

"Oh, Percy." But she didn't have time to savor the moment as a loud BANG was heard. The blizzard has knocked the window open, letting the frost enter the house. Placing Percy down her crib, she walked towards the window and closed it. She rubbed her head, thinking about the strange behavior of the weather.

Then, more rashes were heard as every window and door flew open to the wind, frost covering the house. It was hopeless to shut them all, and Sally rushed back to where her baby is.

Taking the baby in her arms, she gasped as she saw a figure creep towards them, snow obscuring her vision. As the fog disappeared, she saw a pretty lady, but she was unmistakably horrifying, as her hair was white and her skin was ice. A long gown made with shimmering crystals covered the woman's body, but it didn't make her look friendly.

"Who are you?" Sally demanded. The lady merely smiled.

"I am the snow queen, and I am ever curious with who is this new child of Poseidon is." She said icily, her eyes dancing with excitement.

"What are you going to do to her?" Sally held her baby tighter.

Khione cocked her head to the side, thinking. "I suppose I could turn the child to a statue, but where's the fun in that?" She laughed wickedly. "Hmmm, or maybe I could just see how powerful the child is against me!" With that, she waved her hands, and snow gushed forth, covering every inch of the house. With one swipe, the temperature went down to zero, and the whole place was nothing but an ice sculpture.

Except for one thing.

Crying, crying and crying. The sound made Khione flinch.

"Will you shut up!?" She yelled at the little child, who was covered in blue blankets and was still in the arms of her frozen mother.

"How come you're not ice yet?" She demanded. She walked over to the crying child, who only screamed even more as she approached. She tapped the baby's forehead, wondering what went wrong.

"Hmmm, your temperature is cold, maybe you just don't freeze well." She raised her hands again. "Don't worry, I'll put you out of your misery and..." She stopped.

A bright green light covered the place, shoving away all the snow. Khione cursed, and with one glare at the baby, she disappeared.

The light soon faded, revealing a man who was probably in his mid-forties. He was tall, built, with black hair, sea-green eyes and a healthy tan. He wore a worried expression in his face, which soon turned to horror as he saw the scene.

"No." was all he could managed. He quickly took a hold of the still-crying baby and cradled her in his arms. He looked at the frozen lady longingly, caressing her cheek.

"I'll take care of her now, Sally." He kissed her cheek, and she dissolved into water. The baby, Percy, shrieked as she saw her mother disappear forever. The man looked at his child sadly.

"Your mother's gone now, but I'm here to protect you, don't worry. I couldn't save her, but I won't let this happen again. I'll make sure you never have to be in danger again." He kissed his daughter's forehead, but before disappearing, he made a silent promise.

"I wont let anyone hurt you."

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