Kallisto opened her eyes. She stiffly raised her tortured body into a sitting position. She cried out as a sharp pain flared in her left hip when she shifted her weight. She glanced down and a small gasp of anguish escaped her dry lips. Her lower left side of her body was covered in blood and she could very nearly see her hip bone protruding out of the dried blood and torn flesh. A large tear fell down her cheek. She noticed just then that she was no longer outside but in a dark room seemingly made of dirt and brick. She took in her surroundings. She then noticed the wall across from her shimmer faintly, almost like a mirage. A large monstrous shape entered through the apparently not completely solid wall. It reeked of polluted dirt and mouldy sweat. It was nearly three times the size of Kallisto and very muscular. Its teeth were jagged and it seemed to be covered in sweat, blood and dirt. It grunted in her direction and then again at the wall, which had seemingly become solid again. A different creature then appeared out of the mirage and walked forward to Kallisto. This creature carried itself as if it knew the world was its own. It had a large stomach, scraggly black hair and a very dirty loincloth covering who knows what. Kallisto scowled and stiffened but crumpled into herself again when her torn muscles stretched. She glanced down and saw fresh blood had started to pump out of her wound. She cried out and tears ran down her cheeks. "Hayatta, çocuk olmak için çok şanslıyız. Benim yavrular genç için istisnalar yapmazlar," said the larger creature. Kallisto couldn't understand a thing. She just choked on his old putrid breath. The creature guarding the mirge door sighed and began to speak. "My Lord says that you are lucky to be alive. His pups don't make exceptions for young." The creature continued to translate the strange language of the large creature. Kallisto then moaned for her loss of blood had finally been registered by her brain. She didn't bother to listen to her captors because she figuered she would die from her wound before they stopped babling on. She gasped again and tried to shift her weight. Another monster then entered and stood next to the large monster. She suddenly saw the new creature produce a shining silver sword. It then procceeded to stab the head monster from behind before decapitating the creature guarding the mirage door. Then, after making sure Kallisto's captors were dead, the being walked over to Kallisto. Its body started to shimer slightly before transforming into a human. It shook itself and sheethed its sword. By the looks of it, it was a young girl. She had black hair reaching her shoulders and was wearing a black tank top, jeans and leather boots. "Hi. I'm Skye. Percy Jackson sent me to find you," said the girl. Kallisto raised her eyebrows and said, "And who in the world is Percy Jackson?" "He is a son of Poseidon and Leader of Camp Half- Blood. I am a daughter of Hecate, Goddess of magic. That's why I could change shape. We can controle the Mist to cast a fake image over ourselves to fool anybody, even other children of Hecate." Kallisto cried out as she straightened her back and stretched her wounded muscles again. "Crap! What happened to you!" Yelled Skye, bending down and investigating the wound. "It is very prone to infection, especially in this place," said Skye as she gazed about the room. "I'll get help. I doubt you'll be going anywhere," said Sky asuringly and with a smile. Kallisto smiled back and nodded.
Emily grabbed her leather bag as soon as she received the news from Percy. She had a dagger, a bow and arrows inside. She ran outside and swung up onto Pegasus's back. "Ok boy. I need you to take me to Central Park." Pegasus whinnied and shook his head. He cantered forward and used his huge and powerful wings to fly higher and higher above New York City. Emily twisted her hands into Pegasus's long mane and settled into his strong back. Pegasus turned his head backwards and snorted at Emily. "Yeah, just down here Pegs. Are you going to hang around or must I get Joel to keep you company?" He nickered his reply. "Ok then, just set me down and I'll call Joel when i need you again," said Emily patting his shoulder. She dismounted and kissed his muzzle before walking over to a large pile of boulders. There she saw Percy waiting for her. She quickened her pace and then noticed another figure by the boulders. "Hey Emily. This is Grover. He has come here to help me," said Percy with a faint smile. "Hi!" Said Grover, chewing on what looked like a spoon. Emily raised an eyebrow before continuing, "Ok then. What did you call me here for?" "Well," Percy began, "Kallisto was attacked and you said you had a dream about this, right?" "Ah ha," replied Emily. "And i've had a dream about her being held deep underground and she was wounded, badly." "ok," replied Emily, "But why are we metting at a pile of boulders?" She put her hands on her hips and stared questioningly at Percy and Grover. "Grover, will you do the honours," said Percy motioning towards the boulders. Grover took out a set of reed pipes and began to play. Soon enough, the boulders shifted slowly apart and formed a low doorway. Emily glanced inside and all she saw was black against blacker black. Grover sniffed at the doorway but shuddered and stepped back. "It's definately it. The smell is a total givaway," Grover muttered the last sentence and glanced at Percy. Percy shouldered his backpack and turned to Emily. "Ok, are you set for whatever this adventure might have for us?" "Almost, I just have two questions: Is this to do with Kallisto's attack and where does this tunnel lead?" Percy shifted his feet and responded, "Ahh, to answer your first question, yes. And for the second. . . We are going into the Laberinth."