TITLE: The Island of Legendary Monsters
Nico Etheropolis huddled inside a dark cave on the edge of a foggy Greek island. He dug up black clay around at his feet and patted it onto a sculpture as fast as his hands would go. A crash of water broke his concentration and he flinched as he saw the sea filling the mouth of the cave.
He gawked at the three Imaginators working beside him, all acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. How are they not freaking out when we’re about to drown? How am I supposed to create a legendary monster with this kind of pressure?
A gaunt man splashed into the cave, his white toga flowing about his legs. “Hurry, low spring tide will only last a few more minutes!” he yelled. “One of you better have made something incredible. Zeus expects extraordinary creations from the League of Imaginators–the King of all Gods will torture us if we fail.” Nico’s hands began to shake out of control, and he knocked his sculpture over. He snatched it up just before a wave sloshed over his toes and shot a chill up his legs.
The man raised his gray caterpillar eyebrows, then knelt down to look the boy in the eyes. “Nico. Don’t make me regret my decision to promote you out of the ranks to become an Imaginator. Remember: this isn’t training any more. This is real. This is life and death.”