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Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson Series! However, I claim that the main protagonist and Rook the satyr are my creations. Other characters seen here that are not part of the story of Rick Riordan is either part of Greek Mythology or are creations of my fellow comrades.

This fanfiction is clearly fictional. Certain places and characters are the pigment of my own imagination and may not be involved with reality. Certain events, characters, and places that may match current or past events, are extremely coincidental.

This story is the sequel to the story, "Apple of Eve." Also, if you are curious about the events that occurred EXACTLY before this arc, you may refer to the story, "The Centaur's Lust", a story created by a dear friend of mine. However, he has yet to publish it. So I'll let you know when it is out.

Note to my friends whose characters are in this fanfic: In case I did something wrong with your character, my advanced apologies. I did my very best to make them the characters you originally designed. So please don't come to my place and yell at me for writing the wrong skills of your character, because I had no idea! Anyway, I hope I made them what you expect them to be. XDD

THE NECROMANCER'S SERVANT

"Thank you for the cookies. I look forward to tossing them."- Julius Benedict, The Twins

PROLOGUE

Guess what? I dreamt that I was strangling myself!

Okay, okay, let me cut to the chase, this is how my dream started.

I was in my own world of darkness. Everything was black, and there was not a single light in sight. It was like the time when I dreamt about the symbols of Athena. Yes, I dreamt about the goddess of wisdom. After all, she's my mother.

I kept trudging around the vicinity, but it seems that simply walking did not get me anywhere. Just when I was starting to get exasperated, I heard a laugh; an evil one. The voice sounded playful, and it was most definitely female.

I kept turning my head around, but I still could not see anything. The cackle kept echoing everywhere, and it was starting to irritate me. "SHOW YOURSELF!" I hollered. The laugh still boomed everywhere.

I was calling out to the unknown voice, until I heard something passed by me from behind. However, the person's movements were as quick as a ninja. It was either I was reacting late, or this stranger was really, really fast.

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye... she came.

I could not see her face, but I knew that behind that behind that dog mask (Yes, I am not kidding) was a malevolent grin. The girl started to giggle again, but this time she tried to choke me with one firm grip on the neck.

As she tried to strangle me, I obviously started struggling. My eyes were starting to bulge out of my face and I could feel the blood flow stop in my veins. I placed my trembling hands on her stiff hand, trying everything I could to release my neck. The girl giggled again, and she used her other hand to remove her mask.

Once she removed her mask, my suffocation grew much worse. The girl who was about to kill me... was me.

She had the same grey eyes, the long lashes that are like curtains over the eyes, and she was clearly Japanese. She had my full bangs and my small and narrow features. There was one slight difference, though; it was her hair. It was the darkest shade of brown, and the hairstyle was a little wavy. I had long super straight black hair; and my hair is really straight and black. Of course, seeing a nearly perfect copy of me was extremely freaky.

Soon, she started to open her mouth, but a laugh did not escape through it. This time, she spoke up and it was not what I expected for her to say. "H-help..." she murmured.

In a little while, she dropped her mask and punched me in the face.

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My eyes widened and I felt cold beads of sweat trickling down my neck. First, I was so glad that it was all just a freaky nightmare. But I abruptly remembered that my real nightmare wasn't actually over. I am a demigod, and there are probably thousands of monsters who would want me dead by now. Not only that, I was in jail. Yeah, you heard me; I was lying in a prison cell. Why? Well to be honest, I don't know.

The cell I was in was dull and bare. It only contained a hard bed, and an uncomfortable pillow. There were a bunch of vandalisms done to the walls. One of them was a long tally of how many days the previous prisoner stayed. Whoever this person was, he or she committed a rather serious crime.

I sat up from the bed, and I tried to recall what happened to me recently. Oh right, I was on a quest but I had to go through this rough predicament. Yeah, being a child of a god makes me go on dangerous excursions like this. Am I having fun? Oh, I am having the time of my life! (You do realize that I am being sarcastic, right?).

The question was, how do I get out of here? Before I could even come up with a plan, a police came and started unlocking the door. "Well, today is your lucky day." he said, grimacing at me. "You can get outta here... only if you manage to answer a few questions, though." When he finally opened the door, I immediately jabbed the police. I thought this move would knock him out and help me escape. Sadly, it didn't; instead, he grabbed my fist and began cracking my knuckle bones. As a reaction, I kicked his guts with my right knee. He slowly knelt down and winced in pain. With that, I took off. I wanted to use my USB rod, which is now my current weapon (I'll explain later), but it was such a pity that celestial bronze did not work on regular mortals.

The alarm soon echoed throughout the entire jailhouse and the prisoners were going crazy like wild animals. Either way, I kept running and I thought that I managed to get away from the cop. I felt bad for assaulting them like that, but I did not have much time. Then I thought of my irritating companions. They were out there, probably pissed off because I got mixed into this mess. When I was a couple of inches closer to freedom, a flock of guards suddenly blocked it. I stopped to my tracks and I rapidly thought of another way to escape.

Before an idea could even come to mind, I got hit by a club.

Finally, a blinding light woke me up. It was clear that I was under interrogation. I suddenly understood how Eris felt when she was being forced to answer the gods' questions. Don't worry, I am not crazy.

I shut my eyes tight, refusing to even face the austere old man who was in front of me. "You will talk. If not, you will not get out of here." he said, sternly. I rolled my eyes as he kept rambling off the criminal record that he had in his hand. In my defense, that criminal record was not mine.

I am sure most of you are flustered with what's happening. Okay, let me clear it out for you; First of all, I am Eve Masahiro the demigod. My mom is Athena, the goddess of wisdom and strategy. It's the truth, so get over it (I know, you get it already. I am just re-establishing the facts. Now shut up and read on. Yeah I am going to be the storyteller for the rest of this arc. Deal with it). Also, I am currently under an important quest. What's weird, I still have no idea on what is exactly going on. All I know is that if I fail, then it's either I lose my sanity or the world crumbles to pieces; so I cannot afford to mess this up. However, as much as this mission is extremely important, I have my own purposes in taking this quest. After all, I am not the type who usually joins in Olympian business.

Now...how did I wind up here? Well, since I'm in no mood in narrating what the douchebag was trying to tell me, I might as well explain how this all began.