Chapter 1
Calypso sat on the beach, the sobs beginning to ebb out of her aching heart, as Leo Valdez sailed off into the night. She had tried to resist falling in love with him, in a futile attempt to keep him with her.
However, the scrawny mechanic's hopes of the shop, and the promise to "spring her" as he had put it, allowed the creeping sensation of love to enter her heart. And with that, he had to go.
But Leo was different. He'd promised to come back. He had the ability to warm her cold and hardened heart with the warmth of his hands, as he had done when he'd loosely placed them on her waist as they'd kissed.
The tears fell more viciously as she thought about the kiss. It had been the first. A kiss to signify changed feelings, and the acceptance that Leo was the hero she'd been longing for for so long.
But it was also the kiss of the end. There would be no second opportunity to surprise him into silence and shock, until he had remembered how to move his lips. Leo was gone. Disappeared into the black night with only a promise that could potentially be waning in strength, even now, the farther he sailed from her prison. No hero could return to her island twice.
"Although," Calypso whispered to the sea in front of her, "of all the heroes, he's the one I want to make it back."
The River Styx churned and gurgled as it absorbed Leo Valdez's promise. The River relished the idea that he would fail and be destroyed.
But Leo was convinced and determined that he would not die without being able to kiss the beautiful girl he'd fallen in love with, at least one more time.