Quest for Cerberus

Chapter Five: I Take an Unexpected Trip Around the World

Trevor shivered as a cold bone-chilling sensation ran through his entire body. 'Scary' isn't the right word to describe what he had experienced. As he fell through endless darkness, he felt like his skin would be ripped off from his body. It felt like riding a jet plane. Then he started to hear ghoulish-like noises. His heart rate went faster as he grew goosebumps. Something was bubbling at the pit of his stomach. It wasn't fear, he realized—it was excitement.

Darkness started to subside. Trevor started to see a bit of light. The next thing he knew, he was under a table. He saw three pairs of legs under the table. Trevor slowly crawled out of the table, then he looked up and saw three caucasian men playing cards on the table. They wore trench coats and bowler hats.

Trevor's eye widen as he saw guns on the table. A soft gasp escaped from his mouth. The three men quickly diverted their eyes on Trevor, who was crawling his way towards the nearby door.

"Guardi!" said one of the men.

The men took their guns and pointed them at Trevor. They stood up from their seats. Trevor quickly ran out of the room. He looked on his sides, then he decided to run left. He ran down a couple of staircases before he finally reached the exit door.

Trevor continued running. He heard heavy footsteps chasing after him. He kept his speed as he reached a dark narrow alley. Trevor glanced back and saw bullets hitting the walls. He gasped and ran faster. Once he got out of the alley, his run was stopped by the sudden sight of a canal.

He looked around. The whole place was lined with canals. Gondolas were slowly cruising the waters.

"Is this Venice?" Trevor asked himself. "How in Hades' name did I get myself into Venice, Italy?"

Trevor looked back as he heard footsteps getting closer. He decided to jump into the water. He swam swiftly, hoping he could hide himself under a nearby bridge. But as he swam, he saw the men standing on the banks with their guns. They started shooting at the water. Trevor swam as fast as he could.

As soon as he reached the shade of the bridge, darkness took over. Just like earlier, he was swallowed by the shadows. But this time he was thankful. If this thing was an ability that children of Hades had, Trevor was sure glad to posses it.

Once the darkness cleared, he found himself behind a couch. He stood up and looked at the person sitting on the couch. He looked really tired and seemed to be relaxing himself. The person seemed very familiar. Trevor was sure that he'd seen this guy before.

The man on the couch appeared to be an African-American. He wore a blue polo tucked in a pair of black slacks. His shiny black shoes looked like they cost a fortune.

Fortunately, the man was too relaxed to look around and spot Trevor. But Trevor couldn't help himself, he stared closely at the man's face. The features of the dark man were starting to register in his head. He was starting to remember who this familiar man was.

Suddenly the man's eye opened. The man screamed in shock, and Trevor took a step back. The doors quickly burst open and men in black suits and black sun-glasses flooded in. The men had guns too.

"Mister President, are you hurt?" said one of the armed men.

Trevor's eyes widened. "Holy Hades! I'm in the White House!" he said excitedly. Out of excitement, Trevor waved his arms happily. Grasped in his hand was a three-foot long celestial bronze sword.

The men in black panicked and pointed their guns at Trevor. "Drop your weapon! Identify yourself!" said one of them.

"Whoops!" Trevor looked at his hand and realized that he weilded the sword the whole time.