Demigodsunited55
My name is Jake. That much I know. I don't have a last name. I'm not sure of my age. According to the EVIL ONE, I am 16 years old. I don't believe him. I once did, but not anymore. I was dead. I WAS dead. He brought me back. That was it. I was happy using my newfound abilities. That is until he made me do his tasks. Killing, assassination, thievery, you name it, I did it once for him. Once. I never liked what he made me do. So I escaped. And now, he is here to kill us all.
A/N: So I put this on hold since I basically do not have any idea what to do, and nobody's reading this. Don't worry, I will update as soon as one of these two happens:
1. I get the motivation and the info to write
2. I get readers
Yeah. So if you want me to update, better start reading!