Leo:
Leo woke up in a cold sweat. The big quest ended 2 weeks ago and He was still having nightmares about what sighed and pulled himself out of bed, the rest of his cabin mates were still asleep. He had a look at my alarm clock it said it was 1:35 in the morning. He pulled on a pair of faded trainers, some jeans and an orange camp half blood t-shirt. He slowly crept out of the cabin the floor boards creaking beneath his feet. He walked through the wood in silence thinking about calypso , the immortal girl that he met on his quest and then had to leave behind to help everyone.
When he reached bunker 9 he opened the large door and stepped inside. There were projects littered all around but there was only one that He wad focused on. The large bronze dragon in the corner. He had been trying to fix him ever since he got back from the quest and He had finished the main body but He was still working on the control disc.
It lay half buit on one of the tables. One of his siblings had been working with a child of hecate to try and make a new one. It was very impressive but He decided not to touch it just in case it broke. He walked over to Festus and gently placed his hand on his head. Until recently he had been the masthead to my flying warship the Argo II , once the body of Festus had been fixed he had reattached the head and all that He needed now was the control disc and He would be able to get back to Calypso on her island. Once she was free then they would be able to live out their dream of opening Leo and Calypso's auto repair shop. It was a good thought and I didn't realize but he was crying from the memory of her. Calypso Im coming. This was the thought that fueled him to carry on with his hard task. He remembered her face, her hair, her eyes and her lips. All good memory's he thought but would she even want him to come back and rescue her. No she wanted him to come back to free her. His mind wandered to Festus that was his ticket to getting back to calypso. He wasn't the same after he met her. Even he noticed it there were less jokes and when he was on his own he often found himself crying. Warm salty tears fell down his cheeks. He walked over to a computer and typed in the password and on screen it showed a room beneath bunker nine that the argo II was stored in. Safe. No one would be getting in there anytime soon. He sat at a workbench staring at an infuriating blueprint. It was of an astrolabe similar to the one that Odysseus made that Leo now owned. He stared at that for hours thinking only one thing. Calypso. He said that over and over in his mind until it sounded like a chant not a name. He wasn't getting anywhere thinking like this.
He didn't realize that he fell asleep but He woke up again clutching Festus' cold neck. How did he get there? he checked his small watch 5:55. Good he still had time to get back to the cabin before anyone notices that he was gone. he ran back to the cabin at top speed and only just managed to get back to the cabin before Nyssa woke up. She didn't ask why he was out of breath. She probably knew that he went out. Since he was already changed he started to pull out nuts and bolts from his tool belt that he had accidentally left by the side of my bed, very unlike him. He was sidetracked All morning.
Soon after breakfast the hepheastus cabin went to bunker nine to finish off projects. However when they got there they were shocked. The place was trashed. What had happened? it was fine when he had left. he looked over at the corner and was devastated. Where Festus had been there was an over sized pile of metal and his control disc was missing. All that remained of his friend was the head. A white hot bubble of anger expanded in his chest and his cabin mates backed up. They knew first hand what happened when he got mad. Flames erupted from his hands and sped across his arms until they engulfed his body. Flames leaped around him like arms. he had to calm down but he couldn't someone had come in and trashed my home and he was determined to find out who. Nyssa had grabbed the fire extinguisher and sprayed him head to toe with it to put the fire out before it got out of control. he took a shaky breath and said "thanks." She nodded without saying a word. he took a step forward cautious not to slip over. All of the normal jokes had gone. This was serious.
He checked the monitor and there was still the Argo II. He breathed a sigh of relief his ship was still safe. Rage filled him and some sparks shot around him but the foam kept him from lighting up. He took a deep breath and calmed down he needed to find that control disc, or he would have to start from scratch. He took a single step forward and his foot caught a wire. He instinctively looked up to see a large bucket of shiny green goo falling straight towards him. All he had time to say was"oh gods". Someone screamed his name and then all he felt was pain.