When Percy woke up, he realized he was in a street alley, not even in the swamp anymore. Who would drag him all the way over here? The last thing he could remember was him and Blackjack facing Bob and then blackness.

If he knew all this stuff would have happened, he would have just stayed home. Not really, he would have probably still been in this situation. It would be on his mind all day if he did not do this quest because someone else could have gotten hurt. In his thoughts he realized something is weird, first, he was too calm about this when he should be freaking out about all this but all he felt was a sense of belonging. Second, he felt way stronger than he did like… how long has it been?

Something about the air felt...different also he could not tell exactly what the problem was but there was something wrong. He stood up not feeling fatigue in the slightest and the alleyway to begin with looked weird, nothing like how a New York alleyway should and it was a lot cleaner than one should be.

"Yo punk" a rough voice called out to him. He turned his way to get a look at the person calling him, it was a thug nothing uncommon about him and he had a cutlass on him looking like he has not taken a shower in weeks.

"Yes?" Percy responded politely that he's seen enough action movies to know what's going to happen but decided to get some information about this place.

"You dressed in fancy armor why don't ya hand it over" the thug asked-or more demanded from him. Percy eyed himself and saw that the thug was indeed correct; he had on a Celestial Bronze chest plate and gauntlets on his hands that had the symbol of a trident on it. How did he not notice this beforehand? He brought armor but this one looks different... In a way.

"Round here in Fuyuki, you dress like that you askin' to get robbed." the thug explained to him.

'Fuyuwho? What is that? I have never heard of a Fuyuki, it sounded Japanese although he's never been there before. I guess I should probe him for some more information.'

"Oh, and who might you be" Percy tilted his head curiously.

"You don't know me? My name is Shikaku Sanzoku (1) I run the streets round here, grew up in the streets now I own it" He stated proudly, and Percy knew he genuinely thought of it as an accomplishment. That also confirmed that he was in Japan somehow and not even the United States. Not even in the gods' influence so he cannot contact them. The situation was turning out to be more serious then he could have expected. While on the inside he was inwardly panicking on the outside however, his face was blank and showed no signs of surprise.

He knew his mom is going to kill him, no ANNABETH will kill him if he's not back in a week at best. Nobody likes an angry Annabeth, not even the gods. He still remembered the time when he lost his memory and was sent to Camp Jupiter how pissed she was.

"OI! you blankin out so much I'm starting to think you stupid or somethin. Are ya?. Now I won't ask this again give me the fancy armor, ya jewels and I'll send you on your way home" Percy got ready for a hand-to hand fight with the man as Celestial Bronze couldn't harm mortals

The thug came charging in swinging his cutlass vertically to try and cut off his head which Percy crouched down to dodge and did a roundhouse kick knocking the cutlass out of the thug's hands easily. Percy then proceeded to kick him in the face, knocking him out. He wasn't about killing people, except monsters or people who endanger Olympus or his friends.

He got out of the alley and analyzed the street he was on; it was sort of like New York where everyone walks to their destination most of the time. He rarely saw cars around here and he figured that since there were so many people, they probably had no room to be driving in them (2).

He got a few odd looks from people as he looked vastly different from everyone else and didn't look Asian at all. Maybe it's because of the armor? He was trying to find a map of the city and try and find someone who can pick him up from here. He didn't have any drachma coins on him so he couldn't use the goddess Iris to message anyone. While the demigod was scanning the map looking for directions someone approached him, and he intuitively knew something was different about her.

She looked about 8 years old with snow-white hair that went down to her shoulders, she had on a winter hat that was purple and a jacket on which was weird since it wasn't snowing at all. But he didn't ponder on it for too long and noticed her eyes were as red as ruby. All in all, she looked like a cute little sister and didn't look dangerous at all. If. he didn't feel a presence behind her. He didn't know what or even who it was, but he could tell they were extremely dangerous and reached for his pocket feeling the familiar grip of Riptide.

"Hello there, my name is Illyasviel Von Einzbern. Whose servant may you be?" she questioned and Percy didn't know what she meant by servant.

Does she mean like a butler or maid? But why would she think that I'm a butler when I'm wearing armor'

"I'm no one's servant, I'm just Percy" Illya pondered what he said. He didn't have a master so that meant she could claim him and become even more powerful. She had more than enough prana to provide for all the 7 servants combined. He said his name was Percy, right? As in Perseus the Slayer of the Gorgon? If so, then she could have two sons of Zeus and she can give the grail to her stupid washed up Grandfather and get revenge on her him.

"Would you like to be my servant then? I could negotiate with Grandfather and you could get your wish also" Percy didn't know what the hades they were talking about at all. Servant, Grandfather and master? He didn't like the vibes she gave off, especially that invisible person behind her. Although she looked completely at ease and if anything gave off an aura that screamed 'Try and touch me'

"Uh... No thanks not really that good with that type of stuff anyways I have ADHD, so I get distracted easily" he said uneasily she just giggled like he told a joke to her, but he wasn't lying at all.

'Mom always did say I was horrible with cleaning up' Even years later he still wasn't good with cleaning and could fight more than he could clean.

She poutedand that was one of the cutest things he'd ever seen and would have said that too IF a massive man didn't appear behind her. The man first off was HUGE easily surpassing the size of anyone besides the gods and he had glowing red eyes that only reinforced the monster-like appearance he had a long mane of hair that seemed to be like a lion's and he did have a lions pelt on him that covered his chest along with a massive golden bow on his back and a mixture between a sword and an axe in his hand. Oddly enough he had on a Greek skirt. (3)

All in all, he looked extremely familiar to him and he felt that he absolutely should know who he is. Percy didn't want to lie, he was scared of whoever this was he gave off the impression that he could crush his head like a grape so, he did the only thing he knew how to do and pulled out Riptide and flicked off the cap turning it into the familiar glowing Celestial Bronze sword that he's grown accustomed too. He readied his battle stance.

"Wow! So, you're a Saber?" she asked, amazed at the cool sword Percy tilted his head in confusion. Why would she say a Saber? It was more of a short sword then it was a Saber, but he didn't question it any further.

"Berserker kill him." She ordered the giant was no longer stationary and his body turned red signaling he was mad.

"RAWWWRR" He didn't notice it before, but everyone was mysteriously gone from the vicinity.

Before he realized it a massive axe-sword slammed him into a store completely shattering the glass and exploding the entire building.

"Just my luck" was all he said.

A/N: Whew that was a long chapter for me, I think the longest I've gone so far in this story.

Means thug bandit. Funny right?

I don't actually really know if they really use cars in Japan that's just a guess to be honest.

I decided since Percy will be having a lot of items that Heracles who's basically going to be his opponent frequently is going to need a buff if he wants to survive, plus who doesn't like some sons of Zeus and Poseidon fighting it out. In this he can use a bow even though he's a Berserker I'll explain it later.