A/N: This is the sequel to "Daughter of Night". Highly recommended that you read that first.

Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter, nor Percy Jackson. 'Nuff said.

For the benefit of those who do not understand Alisa's Ghost-Sight

Ghost-Sight:

Her "Ghost-Sight" is like a bat's sight or Toph's, only more sensitive. She sends out vibrations through movement and the vibrations sent back are how she detects objects. Her "sight" is sensitive enough to detect the deeper portion of paper that appears when a person writes, so she can read/write. The ability, however, limits her "sight" to the ground, so she cannot "see" anything that flies. She retains a little of this ability in water, but it is very limited and unreliable.

~A New Beginning~

My name is Alisa McKenzie, I am the only living child, as well as only daughter, of Nyx, personification of Night itself.

My only other sibling was a boy born eons ago according to my mother, the only thing I could glean from her is that he died a horrible death at age 15.

It's been two years since that Son of Hades, Nico di Angelo, pushed a sword into my father. Three years since I made my choice to stay in Tartarus where my mother and her consort dwell.

It's been a year since Lady Hecate gave me the O So Powerful Stick. Note the sarcasm there. I still have no idea what the hell she thinks I'm gonna do with that thing.

This morning, my mother told me that Lady Hecate has come back to... inform me. Finally.

Me and my mother. We've been having a... problem. I really wanted to get out of this hell hole. At first, I willingly got up every day to train myself. Soon, I started pestering my mother about when I can go to the outside world.

A bit of advice if you ever see the goddess of Night. My mother isn't a very... enduring... or patient... woman. After a few weeks of asking, she sent me down the Sacarak Pit. Sacaraks, if you're so unfortunate to meet one, are a mutation of Kronos' evil essence and a pit scorpion, I'm sure you've heard of the damn thing. Sacaraks are much much worse than pit scorpions though.

Instead of killing you in a minute, every sting feels like a flaming knife plunged into bare flesh, it felt like what a third-degree burn would feel like if your nerves weren't destroyed. If you think that's bad, the aftermath is much worse. The mutation turned the Sacarak's poison into a torture device. Every drop of venom in your body feels absolutely... ugh I can't find a fitting word for it. It's like the venom turned into a million different insects crawling beneath your flesh and in your veins, eating you from the inside out.

Needless to say, it wasn't the best day of my life. Yet, it was the least horrifying of my tortures when dear mother was in one of her moods.

~0~0~0~0~0~0~

I was waiting in my room for Lady Hecate. My guitar on my lap as I played with it's Tartarian Steel strings.

Tartarian Steel is a metal mined in the deepest cave of Tartarus. It's been unavailable since the Fall of the Titans and probably still unavailable to the ones on the earthen plane. Kronos' scent and aura was still too strong here for anyone to enter willingly. An interesting thing about Tartarian Steel is that it seeps out the energy of anything it destroys and gives them to the owner, who probably spent a large amount of time in Tartarus which is the reason the energy is given to him/her.

My guitar, as you can pretty damn expect of a demigod, wasn't exactly as it seemed to be. If you press a button hidden in the built-in amplifier/speaker, it transforms the guitar into Disguise Mode, where it's a necklace with a black guitar charm on it, or Offense Mode, where it's a 3 foot long sword of deadly Tartarian Steel, or, lastly, Stealth Mode, where it's a one-side-serrated one-side-sharpened-blade dagger made of Tartarian Steel.

A loud Creeeaak came from my door, according to my Ghost Sight (the name I dubbed my seeing-yet-not-seeing vision), it was Lady Hecate.

"Ah... child. It is time. Do you have it?" she asked me. I figured 'it' was the stick.

"Yes." I replied, "Though I still have no idea what the hell I'm gonna do with the damned thing."

"Language, child." she said testily before continuing, "That thing is the key to getting you out of here." she paused a bit, I'm not sure why but maybe because she had a thing for the theatrical. I mean, she is the goddess of magic.

"That," she said, "is a powerful magical item imbued with the ability to let a certain user... control... the magical energies."

"...I'm sorry I don't speak Universe and You." I said, my voice dripping in sarcasm.

Hecate twitched, "It is, what mortals call, a wand."

I laughed out loud, "Really, Lady Hecate?" I said, then I realized I was talking to a goddess whose domain was magic. "Er.. I mean, don't you need to be a wizard or a witch?"

"That is correct, child." she replied.

"...um..." I said, "I'm not a witch."

She cocked her head to the side, "Of course you are, child. Your mother was from a world where the magical energies flowed freely. You, as her daughter, have the ability to control them too. But, unlike my children, you need a wand."

Then, somehow knowing where the sti- er wand, was hidden, she took it out and started tinkering with it. "Now, let's see, this wand isn't activated yet so it didn't react to your presence when you held it.. Ah... here."

She handed it to me and made a motion with her hands. I stared at the st- I mean, wand.

"Well," she said, slightly impatient, "give it a flick."

I flicked my hand and a the room was lit up like sunlight could reach it.

Searing pain hit my eyes.

"Shit!" I screamed as the light blinded me. It hurt like hell. I dropped the wand and covered my eyes, everything was red.

The moment the wand hit the ground, the light shut off and everything was dark again.

~0~0~0~0~0~0~

It took a full hour before I stopped feeling disoriented. It also took an hour for my Ghost Sight to return and by then Hecate had told me that she had a special mission for me, a very dangerous mission that could mean the difference between the destruction or the survival of our current society. Oh fucking joy.

I had half a mind to not go but Hecate said one phrase, and I almost packed my bags right the.

"You don't have to come back here." she said, knowing that would catch my attention.

I turned to her. "Never again? I never have to come back, even after the... mission... is done?"

She nodded her head, "Never again."

I concentrated on her voice, "Give me details."

"First, you have to train your magic skills, for about a year." she said.

"I said details, not to be rude, Lady Hecate, but can we start at where I'm going... a year from now." I said the last part as an afterthought.

She nodded her head again, "Have you ever heard of... Hogwarts?"

A/N: I posted this because... well, because I wanted to give you guys something before I focus on my exams. Anyway, thank you for reading DoN's sequel, I hope you enjoyed it. See you in about two weeks. Review! ~Nyx