Well, I forgot to put in an Authors Note (cuz I know how much you love 'em!) but I was wondering if it would be worth it if I started this kind of story. Do you guys want me to continue? Actually, answer that question after you've read this, lol. I know it's kinda short, but it's a Prologue, so the other chapters (if you want them) will be MUCH longer. I personally like when authors write long chapters :) And so, with that, ENJOY! :D (And tell me what you think!)
Prologue
Leo Valdez was in a pickle. He lay in a tangled heap of ropes, pulleys, and nets on the deck of the half-way built Argo II. Everyone else was on lunch break, save for him, Annabeth, and Jason. It just so happened that they left to go get more supplies five minutes before his little accident happened.
He was merely trying to fasten the ropes onto the mast when a hook caught on his shirt. While he tried unsnagging that, his foot fell victim to a jumble of nets and he went face first into the hard wood. Two minutes later, Leo was all wrapped up in a cocoon-like entanglement of ship parts.
He vaguely wondered if he would become a Leofly once he got out of this, while trying unsuccessfully to scratch his nose. He had already considered the idea of burning a knot or two to get out, but that meant wasting supplies and possibly catching fire to the boat. That was sure to look bad on his record.
Leo Valdez:
Fire User. ADHD. Tells bad jokes. Entitled builder of the Argo II, ship meant to sail to Greece to defeat the super-powerful Giants, thereby playing its part in The Second Great Prophecy, but burned it down half way through completion.
Yeah, bad.
He tried whistling, humming, and playing Eye Spy with himself waiting for Annabeth and Jason to come back. They had just left though, so this was going to take a long time. He even began counting the seconds until they returned. Leo was at two thousand seven hundred and eighty-two (about forty-five minutes) when they finally showed up. They were beginning to unload the stuff from the horse-drawn carriages when Leo called out, “Hey, guys. Just chillin’ up here, you know, all alone, hopelessly tangled, and suffering from an itchy nose. Don’t mind me!”
Annabeth and Jason looked up at him. Jason rolled his eyes and smiled while Annabeth looked exasperated.
"Leo, how many times now?"
"Um, about seven. But that’s three times less than last week!" He said cheerfully.
"It's Wednesday. We're only just half way through the week, Leo," Jason pointed out.
"Yeah, well, are you guys gunna help me out or not? You know you need my super awesome skillz to finish this boat," he said.
Annabeth shook her head. "Yeah, okay. Whatever helps you sleep at night, Valdez." She began to make her way towards him when she froze. Her face morphed into one of confusion before it turned to shock. Her eyes widened, then, in a bright white flash like lightning, she was gone.
Both Jason and Leo stared completely dumbfounded and nonplussed at the spot Annabeth was just standing.
Suddenly Leo began to feel himself heating up inside, like when he let his emotions get out of control. He could see a white glow around his body starting to get brighter and brighter. He could barely make out Jason sprinting towards him, a look of panic on his face, when everything became too bright to look at and he shut his eyes. Then Leo felt weightless, like zero gravity in space. The light faded and it was quiet for a moment, so he opened his eyes to see where he was. It was pitch black all around, and he had a moment to think WTF? before he abruptly felt himself begin to fall.
Prologue
Leo Valdez was in a pickle. He lay in a tangled heap of ropes, pulleys, and nets on the deck of the half-way built Argo II. Everyone else was on lunch break, save for him, Annabeth, and Jason. It just so happened that they left to go get more supplies five minutes before his little accident happened.
He was merely trying to fasten the ropes onto the mast when a hook caught on his shirt. While he tried unsnagging that, his foot fell victim to a jumble of nets and he went face first into the hard wood. Two minutes later, Leo was all wrapped up in a cocoon-like entanglement of ship parts.
He vaguely wondered if he would become a Leofly once he got out of this, while trying unsuccessfully to scratch his nose. He had already considered the idea of burning a knot or two to get out, but that meant wasting supplies and possibly catching fire to the boat. That was sure to look bad on his record.
Leo Valdez:
Fire User. ADHD. Tells bad jokes. Entitled builder of the Argo II, ship meant to sail to Greece to defeat the super-powerful Giants, thereby playing its part in The Second Great Prophecy, but burned it down half way through completion.
Yeah, bad.
He tried whistling, humming, and playing Eye Spy with himself waiting for Annabeth and Jason to come back. They had just left though, so this was going to take a long time. He even began counting the seconds until they returned. Leo was at two thousand seven hundred and eighty-two (about forty-five minutes) when they finally showed up. They were beginning to unload the stuff from the horse-drawn carriages when Leo called out, “Hey, guys. Just chillin’ up here, you know, all alone, hopelessly tangled, and suffering from an itchy nose. Don’t mind me!”
Annabeth and Jason looked up at him. Jason rolled his eyes and smiled while Annabeth looked exasperated.
"Leo, how many times now?"
"Um, about seven. But that’s three times less than last week!" He said cheerfully.
"It's Wednesday. We're only just half way through the week, Leo," Jason pointed out.
"Yeah, well, are you guys gunna help me out or not? You know you need my super awesome skillz to finish this boat," he said.
Annabeth shook her head. "Yeah, okay. Whatever helps you sleep at night, Valdez." She began to make her way towards him when she froze. Her face morphed into one of confusion before it turned to shock. Her eyes widened, then, in a bright white flash like lightning, she was gone.
Both Jason and Leo stared completely dumbfounded and nonplussed at the spot Annabeth was just standing.
Suddenly Leo began to feel himself heating up inside, like when he let his emotions get out of control. He could see a white glow around his body starting to get brighter and brighter. He could barely make out Jason sprinting towards him, a look of panic on his face, when everything became too bright to look at and he shut his eyes. Then Leo felt weightless, like zero gravity in space. The light faded and it was quiet for a moment, so he opened his eyes to see where he was. It was pitch black all around, and he had a moment to think WTF? before he abruptly felt himself begin to fall.
