Leo
Leo's legs shook as he stepped on the pearly white sand. Calypso stood with her hands covering her mouth and her eyes wide. He had a huge grin on his face and he held out his hand.
"I'm back," he said. His heart was racing, yet he wasn't messing with anything, he wasn't tinkering with anything, he was almost perfectly still. It was a bit startling, actually. Calypso walked forward and slapped his hand down, only to firmly grab Leo's arms and squeeze him as tight as she could. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, and Leo could feel a couple drops that told him she was crying.
"I didn't think you'd actually come," Calypso murmured into Leo's shoulder.
"I promised, didn't I?" He responded softly. "Now let's get going."
Calypso laughed and smiled at Leo. "You're not going anywhere until you get new clothes."
Leo looked down. His t-shirt was supposed to be white, but right now it was ash colored, and his pants were ripped at the knee and burnt at the bottom. "I guess my clothes are a little burnt," he chuckled. He glanced at Festus and winced, "I guess Festus could use some work, too…"
Festus was on his side, making unintelligible croaking noises, smoke everywhere. His front leg was missing a toe and sticking sideways, his right eye was dim, and one of his wings seemed to be shorter than the other.
Leo reached in his toolbelt and got out a hammer, a screwdriver, a wrench, and a bit of spare metal. He flipped up a scale on Festus' neck that had hidden a circuit board and fiddled with the controls to turn on his right eye, whacked one of the spines on his back a bit to get the wing to expand, and welded a piece of metal as a toe. He attempted to just push Festus' arm back into plack, but had to take it off before he could turn it the right way. Calypso stood there the whole time, watching as Leo became preoccupied with the mechanical dragon.
"There, done!" Leo sighed, relieved, smiling at Calypso. Calypso just smiled back, raising her eyebrow slightly and shaking her head.
Calypso led him to the cave and handed him a new t-shirt and jeans, not the flammable type, which for some reason she had three identical outfits for him already made. She grabbed her bag, which she had packed a day after Leo left, and a couple bags of food. Leo changed quickly and fidgeted while Calypso rushed around grabbing assorted bags.
"Okay," Calypso stated, "I think we're ready."
Leo grinned, his insides jumpy with excitement, and grabbed her hand. "Let's go, then."
They climbed onto Festus, who despite smoking in certain areas, creaked affirmatively and set off.
Leo's eyes were beginning to droop, and Calypso had already fallen asleep, so Leo decided they should stop for a while, for repairs, and because Leo was getting a little tired of travelling, despite the exhilaration. It was like two a.m. anyway. He told Festus to land somewhere as softly as he could, as he could see an island near them. Festus glided over the island, looking for a clear landing spot. There was a large field of something after a couple rows of houses, so Festus landed there.
Leo slid quietly off the dragon's back and rested his head back. He was exhausted, both physically, and mentally from the constant action and threat of being hunted, as well as defeating Gaea. He closed his eyes and drifted into deep, dreamless sleep.
Leo woke up to Calypso shaking him. He opened his eyes blearily and murmured, "What is it?"
"Um… there are kids here…" Calypso said worriedly. Leo forced his eyes open to see three small children staring at him, unabashedly grinning. One of them was a boy who looked around five years old, and the other two were girls, each around nine or ten.
"Hey… kids...um… What're you doing?" Leo asked hesitantly with a smile. The kids just frowned and cocked their heads curiously.
"I don't think they speak English or Latin or Greek..." Calypso whispered.
"Hola, ¿hablas Español?" Leo asked.
"Gomen, chotto matte," One of the girls said and they ran off through the field.
"Do you have any idea what she just said?" Leo asked. "Or where we are for that matter."
"I have no knowledge of the modern day outside world, except for bits and pieces," responded Calypso, "and being held on an island doesn't exactly constitute perfect language learning or well travelled-ness."
"I see your point."
The kids were coming back, this time with a grown man. He was taller than both Leo and Calypso, and probably more attractive as well.
"Um.. I've been told that you don't speak Japanese and you appeared in the field by the kids." The man said nervously, but only had a slight accent.
"Oh, so we're in Japan!" Leo exclaimed. "Yeah, sorry about appearing in your field, but we needed a place to crash for the night. Could you direct us to the nearest gas station?" Leo was rambling excuses and gesturing at Festus, who had the Mist conceal him as a large Jeep, until Calypso cut him off.
"Terribly sorry for any inconveniences we may have caused you. My name is Calypso, and this is Leo." She was much more eloquent than Leo.
"It's no problem. I'm just staying here until college starts up again and no one uses it besides us. I'm Oikawa Tooru," the man introduced, "and these are Hikaru, Momoi, and Rin." He gestured at the kids, who waved shyly from behind his leg.
"Hey, how do ya speak English so well?" Leo asked. Calypso hit him on the arm.
"Isn't that rude?" She hissed.
"It's fine," Oikawa said, smiling, although it didn't seem to reach his eyes. "Me and Iwa-chan spent a semester in America, and we took English since middle school."
"Crap," Leo let out a string of curses. "I just realized that if we're in Japan, we have to go all the way across the Pacific Ocean to get to America."
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you manage to get to Japan without knowing?" Oikawa asked, suspicious.
"Uh… Long story," Leo muttered. "So how about the nearest gas-" Leo was interrupted by his growling stomach.
Calypso smiled and reached for the bag of food that should've been on Festus' back. Her smile disappeared when she realized it wasn't there. "Where did the food go, Leo?"
"What?" He responded, confused.
"Why don't you two come back to my place to figure out what happened," Oikawa invited, a little suspiciously hospitable.
"Sure," Calypso accepted before Leo could say anything and they followed the man and his kids through the field to their house.
Oikawa slid the door open, only to be hit in the side of the head by a volleyball.
"Kusokawa!" A deep voice growled. Oikawa rubbed the side of his face and turned to the man who was glaring at him. He was taller than Leo, but shorter than Oikawa, and more muscular. He had short spiky brown hair and was wearing an apron and holding a second volleyball.
"Iwa-chan! Gomen!" They started arguing in Japanese while Leo and Calypso just looked at them.
"And this is Leo and Calypso," Oikawa finished in English. Leo felt like they were missing a lot of back story here.
"I'm Iwaizumi Hajime, sorry if this guy caused you any trouble," the other man introduced, exasperatedly, bowing slightly. He had a slightly stronger accent than the other man, but his English was still very good. "Why don't you sit down?" He led them to a table and offered them tea, while Oikawa told the kids to go play in another room.
"So, why are you here, Greeks?" Iwaizumi asked, getting straight to the point.
Oh gods.
