A/N: Back to back days of new chapters! Since I have a lot of explaining to do. Also, for the question I cannot answer in the story. She was stabbed so I could find a way not to make her over powered by having her be not part monster, I wanted to get rid of that but also go more in depth in necromancy working, since I find it hard to believe you can just raise the dead as simple as with some well done magic. (No offense to Rick.) Starts right off minutes after the last one. Disclaimer: I'm a girl. Not some man. 'Nough said.

"Look, don't judge. That monster blood kept me alive. With the magic monster it had, and the ability to keep themselves alive, I got that. It will work for awhile now, even now that I've literally bleed it out, maybe even until I die again. All I know is that there soulless capabilities rubbed onto my double soul life. I'm no necromancer like my brother. Just the result of it." I flipped over, laying my chin and head on my hands.

"I'm not judging, I'm just a little confused. So basically... Ginger died. Val was born and then combined souls with dead Ginger because Gaea made her do it to raise her Giant son, and then a day later... Val died along with the giant, like Ginger did. Then Nico came along during Titan War and resurrected you, well... BOTH of you. And now your here. Looking like Ginger." Percy summed the past half hour up.

"My lives in a nutshell." I nodded.

"I feel like I should have a notebook or something, like a slide show or Prezi." Percy laughed.

"Welcome to my life." Frank rubbed his temple.

"Imagine how I feel." I rolled my eyes, causing moments of appreciating silence.

"Where next? This boat isn't gonna to make it to Alaska." Percy frowned at the water, seeping through, damping the wood.

"Seattle!" I bursted out, sitting up suddenly, as if I'd been jolted with one of those prank shock pens.

"Whats in Seattle?" Percy's eyebrows knitted.

"OH..." Frank noticed the expression on my face, I watched him remember what was in Seattle. "OH no. Not a good idea Ginger."

"Would somebody please fill me in?" Percy groaned.

"Your going to need that ring Reyna gave you." I noticed the familiar symbol of my mother, Val's mother, on a silver piece of jewelry, hanging from a string of rope, resting on his neck.

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"This isn't a good idea," Frank placed his hand on my shoulder in front of the warehouse headquarters. "Even with Reyna's ring, they'll kill us. You have read the myths, right?"

"No need, she never stopped telling me about them." I shrugged. But looking back at them, both had laid their trust in the idea I'd changed, and I saw there was something I could try. "Wait here."

Finding the nearest clothing store, an Old Navy, I grabbed some pre ripped dark navy denim jeans, a cream tank top with a nice zig zag open style in the back, setting them down on a stoll in one of the changing rooms. My dirty clothes hitting the floor, except for my camp shirt (which I put in my ripped up side bag to join the bloody jacket I'd put away). There was a tingling in my toes, like a million centipedes and mealworms under my skin and finally, it felt like a key had unlocked my lungs, like floating in the sky. When I opened my eyes, holding my hand out like one of those cliche movies, and seeing pale skin. MY skin. Val's skin.

I hadn't look like an Arellano since... Oh gods. My head spun.

Quickly slipping on the borrowed clothes, cutting the tags off with my dagger, and ripping off the stickers. They fit perfectly. Finally I turned to face the mirror.

With dark brown colored shocked eyes, I saw Reyna. The black hair, the mature 17 year old look, but the freckles from the sun too, and the little differences. I was more curvy, my arms smaller, less muscular and more defined and slender. I saw who I was... Valerie.

A shudder through my body, then I turned around, swinging the strap of my bag over my shoulder, slipping into shadows.

The door, with the signage 'Amazon Headquarters", above it, came into view once I touched light again. But Percy and Frank weren't in sight.

I could see some sort of secretary lady, a girl who looked maybe 19 years old, with short choppy blond hair, and these soft kale green eyes, not but 5 feet 9 inches tall at least. She was wearing a y necked crimson long sleeve dress and a stern 'Don't Give Me Crap' expression.

Stepping inside, drawing my blade, I tried to act confident, "Where'd the boys go?" I stared her down. And thats when I was knocked out cold, hit in the back head with who knows what.

When my eyelids flittered open, maybe 15 minutes later, I was hanging upside down, I felt like some fishing bait.

After a few wild blinks I could see I was in a throne room, hence the gold and silver throne in the room. It's metal was embedded with rubies and diamond, identical to the praetor throne at home. Sitting on the velvet cushion padding, was my dagger. Feeling a power surge through my palms, hugging my hands behind me on the pillar I was tied to, I imagined the metal in the blade floating. Slowly it lifted up, there was a tugging in my heart, till finally it reached the makeshift rope ties, and then cutting through it. Bending my now free legs, I backflipped off of the granite column, and stumbled back, now on my feet.

When a door opened a second later, the Queen walked in.

"Sister, was this really necessary?" I said, the blade hit the floor with a clunk.

"So it its you." Her eyes went wide for a second, till they became that scary calm Reyna and her did. Wether or not she was mainly in fear, confusion, joy or hurt... I couldn't tell. They were always hard to tell at first.

"Its me, Hylla." I bit my lip to stop it quivering. Why'd I have to be the emotional one?

She waved to whoever was behind her before closing the door, making her way to me.

Her shaking hand reached my face, pulling back the curtain of dark hair. I watched her take a step back in another wave shock, more disbelief fading away as she recognized the scar over my left eye, one that Circe had given me after a show of disobedience from my side. It was sign of difference and defiance, and then finally seeing the many dots on my other wise pale skin from days outside that were hard to make out in the dim light of the room, she knew.

"You were dead, they told me you were dead." Hylla's head turned, she was now feet away.

Explaining to her wasn't as hard, she was my sister, and she already hated my guts. I told her about Thanatos, and also how I was going back to Alaska after all this time.

"Kinzie, the girl at the desk, had seen you leave, as Ginger, and got annoyed with the boys waiting at the door. She noticed the matching ring. They're fine, overlooking that Otera's woman have got them in the prison."

"Otera? The first Amazon Queen? She's alive?" I might've gapped a little. Hylla used me to tell the myth of the beginning of the Amazons.

"Gaea's forces are wise not to leave out the Amazons, and Otera has challenge me for title. I will duel her, and win if I can," she saw concern written on my face. My older sister, fighting a legend of her kin. With a more intent, concentrated tone she added. "I can win. Not that I'm saying anything but... It would not be hard for a girl like you to break your friends out." Without anymore, she shouted out. "KINZIE, take the rat will you?" Kinize, the girl from the desk, came, putting my hand up against each other behind my back. The last look I got, was a hopeful, 'Good luck. Make it out alive.' from Hylla's face.

Taking a sharp quick detour to the left, to find an empty hall, probably close quarter training or unneeded storage area. It must've only been 6 feet each direction.

"Alright. Heres the deal." And Kinzie rolled a map on the floor.