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1409 BCE, Island Of Crete
The all encompassing blackness of my sleep was maddening, I could feel the heavy footsteps of some heavy animal approaching me but could do nothing about it. I remembered that I was badly injured but couldn't seem to recall why.
The coldness around me was permeated by a steady flow of warmth, blood, I realized. Somehow the warmth seemed to be stopping, probably running out of blood to pour from my wrecked body.
Oddly enough I felt better, stronger, the opposite of what I had anticipated, blinding sunlight greeted me as my eyes snapped open a brisk breeze swept over me as the footsteps of whatever drew closer. A sudden awareness hit me, "The chimera" I muttered. I shot up out of the creek, miraculously reinvigorated. My sword lay by the gurgling stream, I stooped to grab the hilt and a healed Perseus stared at me in the creek, there was something off about my reflection however, a wispy slowly fading green trident floated over his head.
The dual realizations of the implication of that sign and that the footsteps had stopped hit me like a freight train. Right now I had to focus, this was emphasized by a low growl ten feet behind me. I stepped back into the creek and felt another rush of energy, I could kill this monstrous thing.
The chimera charged head-on, its snake head snapped to my right as the lion head bore down on me, intending to get a tasty snack, I ducked and side stepped onto solid ground as I swung my sword over my head and across the lions throat. A screech from the goats head let me know I just had to finish this. The chimera crumpled and I drove my sword straight through the neck of the lion. One more groan from the monster escaped before it began to disintegrate.
A burning pain in my right calf drew my attention, as the monster blew away in the breeze as a sulphurous yellow dust it only left a pair of horns from the goat. The snake must have got a shot in while I was too filled with adrenaline to feel it.
I stepped back into the creek and looked on in amazement as the water gushed around the snake bite pulling out the venom and closing up the holes left by the fangs. Once my leg had closed up I walked out of the creek and a wave of exhaustion washed over my body. I had time to think "oh shit" before my vision went dark for the second time today.
2012 AD, The Smithsonian, Washington D.C.
Leo sighed loudly for what must've the 13th time in the past minute, he had really had enough of this stupid field trip. Was looking at dusty million year old stuff supposed to be fun? His hands jumped to his pockets to find something to fiddle with. There was almost nobody here besides his school group and some staff.
He looked over at Jason and Piper, the only tolerable people in this horrible school. Some nuts, blots and paperclips in his jacket pocket seemed to be assembling themselves into a plane. His friends seemed to be actually interested in a couple of greek amphora, although Leo had no cares about crusty greeks he strolled to over to them anyway.
"What's so interesting about these things anyway?" Leo sincerely questioned.
"I thought it was cool" defended Jason,
"I just don't see the appeal" Leo said,
Jason had started explaining to Leo the intricacies of greek pottery but Leo didn't really care and had already tuned him out. One of the amphorae was sealed with some weird mechanical thing at the top. A tour guide talking to the chaperone, Coach Hedge, and some of the students mentioned the mechanical mechanism at the top of that piece of pottery, something about how the technology wasn't good enough at the time to make those gears so it must've been a later addition; and that nobody had figured out why the mechanism was there.
The tour group shuffled on to the roman exhibit with Jason in tow. He had given up trying to explain anything to Leo after about thirty seconds, and had decided he was more interested in the roman section anyway. Leo had also already decided that he would figure out how that thing works.
The little pieces of metal in his coat pocket began to assemble themselves into a saw. Leo walked a little closer to the glass case housing the amphorae and began to cut through the glass after making sure no bystanders were watching him. Piper heard the sawing noises and spun around angrily whispering
"What the hell are you doing, do you want to get arrested?"
"Trust me, it'll be like I was never here" Leo responded then winked,
"You're on crack" Piper finished and looked at another exhibit.
Leo carefully pulled the amphora out of the hole he had made in the glass and examined the gears at the top. He ran his hands over the intricate components, his hands stopping fidgeting for a moment. "Just needs some WD-40" he whispered to himself as he withdrew a can from his left pocket and sprayed a little onto the exposed parts. He felt around the top to find some sort of release. His fingers brushed over a small button, he hesitated a second before pressing it.
The top of the amphora popped open and a strong scent of brine immediately filled his nose. A loud screech echoed out from the jar and bounced around the stark museum walls. Leo dropped the ancient pottery and he and Piper watched in horror as the container shattered on the marble floor.
Water rushed out of the shattered form and pooled around the base of the display case. The entire tour group heard the crash and started to walk over to the commotion. A vaporous form rose out of the puddle and hissed
"Thank you demigod, I have been waiting for this for a long time"
Leo looked in shocked horror as three more vaporous forms floated out of the puddle and joined the largest one. The largest of the vapor ghost things looked at another amphora, this one depicting a trimerene with a stolid captain at the tiller.
"Perssseus" It hissed murderously and moved towards the container.
Before it could get any further a golden spear flew over Leos head and went straight through the vapor forms chest. It screamed in pain but the spear clattered to the ground with seemingly no permanent to the thing floating in front of Piper and Leo.
Leo spun around to see Jason sprinting towards them with coach Hedge right behind him with a large stick in hand. Museum staff suddenly started ushering their tour group and the three other people there to the exits. The vaporous forms started flying throughout the massive room and up to the vaulted ceiling knocking things over and hissing angrily whenever they encountered ancient greek items.
The entrance doors were thrust against the walls with a loud clang of bronze on marble. Three people in orange t-shirts, jeans, and yellowish armor burst through the doorway and rushed over the security barricades. The piercing grey eyes of the blonde in front of the rest of the group met his and he had the sudden urge to look at the floor. Leo thought it was kind of odd that none of the people leaving cared that they had glowing swords, but whatever.
Someone behind him grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. Jason's furrowed eyebrows and scrunched face met his eyes. "Leo, what the hell did you do?" He demanded? Coach hedge skidded to a stop next to Jason and panted out "Seconded, cupcake" as he hunched over on his stick.
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