Leo in Gotham

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AN/ Sorry if my format and Grammar is bad, it's been a while since I wrote a story. (￣◇￣;)

[Leo POV]

"ZUUUUUUES!" Yelled Leo, covered in dirt and soot. "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT? SEND A WHOLE ASS SKY SPIRIT- REALLY?"  Leo looked to the ground in anger, kicking the nearest rock into a tree...and then ricocheting into his stomach. "AH-" He was startled by the force of his initial kick, but also at what he had landed on. Festus lay next to him, made up of 300 little pieces. Leo sat up, mouth open, looking at all of the damage. He shook his head and tried to recall what had happened.

[15 minutes earlier]

Leo was sitting atop Festus' back, tinkering with his new toy. It was a mini Festus that doubled as a lighter, not that he would ever really need one.
Festus clanked and grinded his gears.
"Huh? Is something there?" Leo inquired, not looking up from his new toy.

A sudden harsh wind nocked Leo back. Only then did he look up from his creation to see a horse, not unlike Tempest. The main difference was that the horse dared go anywhere near Leo. The wind spirit dove into Festus, sending him spiraling down. Leo yelped from the sudden drop and cling to Festus for dear life. Festus covered Leo in his wings as they descended. The horse only left when Festus was about to make contact with the ground.

A loud explosion came from the Dragon's landing, being contained by a safety measure that Jason had forced Leo to make beforehand, in case anything of this nature ever occurred.

As the fire subsided, Leo could be seen lying on the ground unconscious.

[PRESENT TIME]

"Where even am I?" Leo sighed, looking around for any sign or billboard telling him where he was. He walked for about 30 minutes before he found a dented road sign. He frowned realizing that he couldn't read it. For all he could know, he could be in Alaska. Hah! What a dumb idea. That's like 10,000,000 miles away...okay, maybe not THAT far. However, he did know that if he was in Alaska, he would have been dead by now.

He quickly ran back to the remains of his metal bff. He shoved his hand into his tool belt and summoned some wire, a magnet, a metal tin, and...sand? He wrapped the celestial bronze wire around the magnet and laid it in the metal tin. He melted the sand into glass and stretched it into a thin glass sheet as he laid it over his contraption. Somehow, purely by his will power, he made a demigod proof compass. The only problem was that he was really hungry while he made it so he accidentally configured the compass to only point to the nearest pizza place....Oops?

He begins to find Festus' remains. He managed to collect a grand total of 299 metal scraps.
"Oh my Gods, where is that last piece?" He frantically looks for the last piece.

After another hour of searching, Leo decides that it's probably not that important and that no one would ever be able to find it.

He sets off for...Apollo's Pizza! Leo just stares at the directions given to him by his pizza compass. "What the fuck. Apollo- has a PIZZA place? Dam, the mortals are getting out of hand." He scoffs, trudging through mud.!

An hour goes by and he is almost at the city limits. He is about to rest when he hears barking. He turns his head around looks for the animal making the noise. Just to his ungodly luck, a pack of hellhounds began to chase after him.

He started sprinting towards the city's bright lights. Effectively dropping his compass onto a rock and shattering it into a million tiny pieces.

And so, in Leo fashion, he entered Gotham City limits while being chased by said Hellhounds. But when he crossed the line, they skidded to a stop and refused to cross.