A/N Hello my lovelies! OK, this ma first story, so ease down on the critics! I am a Leo Valdez fangirl, so that's where I got my inspiration. And I might delete this if no one reads it. WAH WAH WAH... Anyway, in this story, Leo gets hit by a fatal blow from a hydra on the camp grounds and falls into a comatic state. When he falls into coma, Hecate (eh, eh? You were suspecting Jun- er, Hera, were you not?) takes the chance shows the 7 (besides you-know who [yes, I know, Leo isn't Voldemort].) Leo's memories. They all get to know the Latino Santa's elf a bit better and discover the secrets hidden within... Eerie, ain't it? Read to find out what happens. Also, there might be things that make you cry. *Cackles wickedly* *Sees people watching and gives them apologetic look* *People leave* *Cackles again*. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! P.S Leo P.O.V unless I change it. P.P.S I'm too lazy to put memories that we already know in, so I'm gonna be like, -insert Esperanza's death here-

Leo P.O.V

I was building a monster net in Bunker 9 when Piper stormed into the room. I waved a hi to her and offered a tiny smile, and she gave one back. She stared at me quietly for a few seconds. Then she slapped me across the face. A/N Ahahahahahahah typical Piper. I stood up in my chair, hand over cheek, and gaped at her in shock.

"WHY DID YOU PUT THAT FU**ING BEAR TRAP IN JASON'S BED AND WHY DID YOU PUT THAT (swears in ancient greek that shouldn't be mentioned here) PRANK IN MY CABIN?! LEO VALDEZ, YOU ARE THE CRAPPIEST, MOST DESPERATE, DAMN, BULLSHITTY, BITCHTY PERSON I KNOW! YOU ARE USELESS AND A SHAME TO THE HEPHAESTUS NAME! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR IDIOTIC FACE EVER AGAIN IN MY LIFE! GO FAR AWAY FROM THIS CAMP, AND NEVER COME BACK!" she screeched at me. I felt hot tears sting my eyes.

"W-what are y-you talking about?" my voice wobbled. A/N Can't blame him, his BFF just abused him.

"YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, BITCH!" Piper bellowed at me. She slapped me again for good measure. Then she turned and stormed out of Bunker 9, slamming the door behind her. I walked to wall and slid down, crying my eyes out.

"She's right. She's right. She's right. She's right. She's right..." I kept murmuring. When I finally pulled myself together, I walked out into the sunlight and went to the Big House. What I heard made me want to break down again.

"Guys, have you noticed that Leo's been even more annoying than usual?" a voice said. Jason. It's Jason.

"I know right?! All he's good for now is eating and building! He's such a moron," Percy says.

"Leo's just stupid now. He can't build that well, either," I hear Frank say.

"He's a total dumbass!" Hazel agrees.

Hazel?! I mean, Frank, OK, but Hazel?!

"Sometimes I want to punch his idiotic face," Annabeth states.

"Leo's a spoiled brat," Piper pitches in.

I let loose a strangled sob and creak the metallic, luminescent door open.

"You could have told me that I was annoying." I say, not caring about the wet tears streaking my face. They all jump.

"Uh, Leo, it's not what it looks like! It's just, uh..." Frank falters on his words.

"Save it," I finish, closing the door. I pause for a second, then break into a run. I run into the woods and climb up into my favorite tree.I sob until I can't anymore and cry until all the water in me is gone. A/N Oh. Whoops. That sounds really wrong. I don't know when I fell asleep, but I must've because I settle into a terrifying memory of my past.

Little Leo crouches in the corner. A broad woman (tee-hee-hee!) hovers above him. A china plate lay shattered on the ground.

"Useless! Useless! I give you food and shelter and this is how you repay me? By shattering my plates?!" she shrieks, slapping me back and forth.

"Lo siento! Lo siento! Lo liampare! (I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!)" I say, sweeping the mess. Ms. Teresa hurls a piece of the plate into my arm. I scream, clutching my wounded arm.

"That'll teach you a lesson, Diablo!" Her words sting. She suanters out of the room, leaving me alone, crying in pain. Blood trickles out of the fresh wound. I scurry to mend it. Ms. Teresa enters the room again, this time holding a brown belt. My eyes widen in horror as she slices it across my back...

I wake up gasping. I expect to see the brown branches of the oak tree, but what I actually see is enough to scare the diablos out of me. A 12 foot tall hydra purrs in front of me, slowly advancing. I back up and raise my sword, but the Hydra swipes at me narrowly missing my neck...

A/N What will happen to our dear Leo? Continue reading The Scars That Never Went Away to find out! Oh, wait. *Looks in mirror* *Isn't Rick Riordan* *Sighs*. Well, in that case, I don't own The Heroes of Olympus characters. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

~CrazyBoutValdez