Sorry lads, been busy with exams. Still is actually. Here's something to hold off till the next one. :D
I open my eyes the moment the bus stops. How many hours have it been? I couldn't tell, I slept all the way here. The bus that we took is no ordinary bus, it's filled with different kind of monsters and creatures.
Luckily they all are not aggressive for some reason.
Calypso and I sit at the far back of the bus. Calypso is sleeping, her head is on my shoulder. Both of us are exhausted.
I remember Erebus and Nyx taking us to the train, and not the ordinary one. It was like magic, then again, it WAS magic. Right in the middle of the field, a rail road appeared out of nowhere. The train looked a bit transparent, ghastly. It looked like an old England locomotive that you saw in old movies. It's all brown and black, and it probably still ran on coals. Coals and magic.
Halfway through, the train somehow transform into a bus. For a moment, I thought that the train was some sort of a death trap designed to kill us. Fortunately it isn't.
I wake Calypso up, she still seems to be dazed. The bus driver looks like a normal human, but I doubt he is one.
The driver looks back, 'Percy Jackson, this is your stop.'
I exhale, I grab Calypso's hand and then I lead her off the bus. None of the passengers is even looking at us. It creep me off.
The night wind in Milan blows swiftly on my face. Calypso yawns, and then I look around.
The bus behind us left quickly, it speeds off quickly and turns invisible.
I'm surprised when I realized what we're standing in front of; Stadio Meazza. I watch the soccer games here from television all the time.
There's no one around, but I can hear a low rumble from inside of the stadium.
Is there a match going on inside?
The gates are opened; it's like a subtle invitation to just go in. Calypso and I approach the stadium, and the rumbling gets louder.
We enter, and there's a sign above us; Ingresso 3. There's also a word "gate" below it. I guess that means Gate 3.
I look around, looking for an entrance to the inside of the stadium when suddenly, the wall in front of me opens up, just the size of a door.
I gulp, this never leads to anything good. Calypso holds my hand tightly, she looks worried. I guess she's as concerned as I am.
I put up a reassuring look, and then we both enter the opening.
The moment we step inside, I can fell grass under my shoes. Brilliance flash of lights shoot my eyes, it takes me a few seconds before I can see anything. The rumbling suddenly grows, the audience screams their cheers and the stadium seems to be shaking. The audiences' roar is even more overwhelming than I ever imagined it would be.
I look at all of them, they all look human, and the stadium is full of them. But something's strange with their eyes and stares. It's like they're brainwashed or something.
What I'm wondering about is what they're cheering about, that is until their cheer starts to get clearer and clearer.
They're chanting my name. I can hear it clearly now, but I don't know why they're chanting it.
Calypso let go of my hand and then she squeals, and screams my name.
I turn around quickly and then I see her being lifted to the air by an invisible force.
'Percy!' She squeals.
'Ladies and Gentlemen!' A voice suddenly comes out of nowhere.
The voice comes from the speakers, but I search around, looking for the person that is behind the microphone.
'As you can see… The main entertainment is right here with us.' The voice sounds cheerful, like the ones in those game shows. 'It is my great honor to present to you, my very own dear brother, Percy Jackson!'
Brother? It surprises me when I heard that. I search frantically for the source of the voice.
'And now… Ladies and Gentlemen. The opponent for this son of Poseidon!'
The half of the grass field opens up, and there's a sound of an elevator. It slowly rises up and reveals a monster.
'Give it up for! The Hydra!'
A massive monster-like dragon is there, standing twenty feet away from me. With green scales and white belly. Razor sharp fangs with cold blooded eyes. The creature stares at me, and I could've swore it grins.
'Now, Ladies and Gentlemen! Let the dinner entertainment begins.'
