[Author's Note]: This is my first Leico fanfiction so please bear with me if they may seem out of character. I don't mean it if they are.

[Disclaimer]: I do not own any of the characters in this story, or the book itself. They belong to Rick Riordan.

Thanks for Reading!

~Crys.

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Leo swung back and forth, the wind effortlessly swinging him higher the more he drifted, his hands tied behind his back. He moved and wiggled, trying his best to struggle free, and get out of the bindings, but it was to no avail. This is definitely one of my days. He thought to himself, a blank look on his expressions as he let out a sigh, closing his eyes. His curly locks flowing easily in the wind, frustration coming over him as he thought about how this even happened.

"Wow, my luck really is awful.." He mumbled to himself, his eyes still closed. They shot open when he heard a stick crack in the distance, he looked towards the direction it broke to see a young woman looking down at her feet. He could hear her easily, and stopped himself from laughing as she swore, from the looks of it she broke one of her shoes. She was probably a couple years younger than himself, fifteen? Maybe sixteen. She wore a black dress, which was laced down the front, the color of it a light grey. A ribbon went around her waist, which looked like it was done so twice, and tied behind her. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail with the same kind of colored ribbon tied around her waist, some of the strands of hair falling into her face along with her bangs, and by the looks of it, if she let it loose it would stop just at the end of her shoulder blades.

Her make up was light, with a dark purple eyeshadow, black eyeliner, that covered the top and lower part of her eyes (which was messed up from her wiping at her eyes). Her eyes were a beautiful brown (well in Leo's opinion it was), her skin having a tan glow to it, but obviously pale. Her figure was smallish looking, but she looked like she could put up a fight if she really wanted to. Her bangs weren't too long, but long enough to drape over her eyes a bit, but she was still able to see perfectly fine obviously.

"Whoa." Leo spoke quietly as he stared at her, she was beautiful, and he definitely wanted to try and get with her. She looked like a girl who was probably way out of his league, but that wouldn't stop him from trying, besides, that was his type. She had a frustrated look on her face as she took off the heels she wore, throwing them sideways, not watching where they went. As Leo stared at her, he hadn't gotten enough time (or even noticed them right away) to dodge the pair of heels that smacked his face. One hitting his forehead, another smacking the side of his cheek. "Ow!" He yelped.

Her gaze found it's way to him, a look of surprise on her expression, like she hadn't expected anyone to be there, but it didn't last long, and turned to a blank look as she saw he was tied up. She walked up barefoot to him, which it didn't look like it bothered her that much (Leo admired that), stopping in front of him. She was maybe only a couple of feet away from him, and his heart raced a bit as he watched her. They were able to look into each others' eyes, as Leo admired those caramel orbs, he could see sadness in them, and what looked like pain. He wondered subconsciously what could've caused this gorgeous woman to look so sad.

She had her hands on her hips, and stared at him like she was wondering if she should help him down or not. Thankfully for Leo, she decided to do so. She moved the dress up, Leo stared as his face became a bright red, it stopped right in the middle of her upper thigh. Her legs (he was only able to see a glimpse of the other one) were pretty pale compare to the rest of her skin tone, but it was still a light tan. She unhooked the strap on the dagger and pulled it out. She walked over to him, now only a few inches away, and her chest in front of his face as she cut the ropes. The sound bringing joy to the dark haired male, but the blush still dark on his face, as he held somewhat of a smile. She stopped, his hands now free, he rubbed them, examining them upside down before looking at her. His weapons had been tossed somewhere else, so he was pretty much helpless and depending on this stranger.

"If you do anything to hurt me, expect to get your throat cut. Got it?" Leo blinked, a bit of fear crossing him before he quickly nodded. It wasn't the first time he's been threatened with something like that, but he still didn't like the sound of it. She continued to cut the ropes, slicing them one by one. She reached up, holding onto the last ropes she had to cut before he was free. As soon as the rope was cut, Leo couldn't stop his fall. He fell onto her, laying in a horizontal position across the woman under him. She struggled a bit to push him, off but he gradually moved to where he was on his hands and knees, only hovering above her.

"Move." She hissed, glaring up at him, but he did as she requested, quickly moving off of her and getting to his feet. He dusted off his pants before walking over and picking up his dis-guarded weapons. Leo picked up his sheathed sword, putting it back to where it belonged. He walked over, passing the strange woman (who was putting her dagger back) and picked up his own bronze dagger. He slipped it into his boot, staring at her as she fixed her dress, she was still looking down as she dusted it off, before she looked over towards him. A glare on her face as she noticed him looking at her.

"What?" Her tone was far from friendly, and it almost sent a chill down Leo's spin. The blush had slowly made it's way back to his face as he stood there.

"Well...I was just thinking about how beau-"

"Save it, seadog, I don't want to hear any of your flirtatious comments." Leo blinked at the harsh tone, crossing her arms over her chest (which Leo couldn't help but stare at), as she tapped her foot.

"So I guess that means you've been flirted with a lot before?" He questioned a smile coming to his face as his eyes moved to meet her's, so he wouldn't get smacked or anything like that if she caught him staring at her chest. It wasn't like he was disrespectful to women either, he didn't normally stare at a girl's chest, but he found it a bit odd she was flat chested. Of course, it didn't bother him that she was, he had just never met a woman her age and not have them without some sort of package. She rolled her eyes, giving off her own sign that she had caught him before he looked up.

"Yeah, and keep your eyes on my face, pervert." Leo blushed, her hand on her hip, his gaze quickly moving somewhere else so he wouldn't have to look at her.

"So...uh...mind telling me what you're doing here?" He questioned her, the confidence that had been in his tone before vanishing as he asked. He didn't want to seem weak in front of her, but he couldn't help it with the tone she'd been giving him every time she talked to him.

"The ship I was on got raided by female pirates...they...they dumped me here after they got what they needed." Leo had a feeling she was sort of lying, which caused Leo to look at her and raise an eyebrow. He hadn't noticed her lips before, but they had black lipstick on them, it suit her honestly, and they were twitching a bit from her answer.

"I'm Leo Valdez, Captain of the Argo II." He puffed out his chest and a grin on his face, which caused her to roll her eyes at him, again. She walked up to him, she stopped in front of him, smacking his chest, causing him to grab at the spot and cough a bit, before beginning to walk towards the wooded area.

"Come on, Commander stupid, we have to get off this island. I hope whoever tied you up didn't steal your ship. Even if I'd expect it."