As per usual, thanks to all my lovely follows and faves. This chapter should be a little more cheerful than the last one, but don't expect Leo to be all fixed up just yet. Also, I'm going to attempt a point of view that I haven't done yet so please be patient with me if I don't keep them completely in character.

Fantasiedreamar : I definitely think that the LHL would be a great idea, we could sit and cry about Leo's tragic back story together.

Great Faith : You're very welcome and I hope the wait wasn't too long :)

QueenofLothlorien : Thank you for pointing that out (I can't believe that I made such a stupid mistake!) It has been fixed now.

TeamLeo'sVeryOwnFlinxShipper : I know, it's really cute how they make their own little family. I think that Leo sees her and Jason as his relatives (and maybe some of the others).

AutumnstripeOlympus : Yes I did, this has also been fixed so thanks for helping me out.

Catsrawesome : Thank you so much! I really hoped to do the memory justice as I believe it was one of the most pivotal moments of Leo's life.

Latias876 : I think that it just makes what he accomplishes even more awesome because he overcomes so much.

DamnYouPeopleWithCoolUserNames : Ooh, I like the idea of school productions so thanks :)

Nyx's Fist : Hello again! I'll just have to keep updating to keep you alive then.

Our Mismatched Socks : How did you find out? I mean, of course I don't have a Leo torture chamber hidden in my garden shed, nope not at all.

QueenofLothlorien : That's an interesting idea, I think that maybe he would so look out for it in later chapters.

Disclaimer : I don't think that I can be trusted with something as precious as the Percy Jackson world. I also don't own Five Nights At Freddy's.

Leo's P.O.V

Everyone had returned to the couch in their original positions, and Leo was relieved to notice that no one had seemed to notice the fact that his hands were still shaking slightly. Just in case, though, he shoved his hands back into his tool belt. His hand came across the item that had he had been fiddling with. With a furtive glance at Annabeth, who was most likely to scold him for this, he pulled out a small, toy version of Freddy Fazbear. Leo needed to something, anything, to keep his mind off what they had just watched. He had made a joke and tried to laugh it off, but it still hurt. Hadn't Hera brought them here to learn more about him? Then why hadn't they noticed that he had fell back on his old fail-safe of humour to get out of an awkward situation? Leo realised that he should be happy about this, no more Leo pity sessions for him to reinforce the fact that he was the weakest. A small part of Leo, a part that he instantly tried suppress, said that maybe he had wanted the others to see through his façade and help him out.

Leo shook his head slightly and decided to press the almost invisible button on his toy Freddy's back. Just like with his Ma Gasket earlier, the toy sprang to life and began playing the creepy Freddy death song. He swore that the others wet themselves, before turning to glare at him (though the glares were noticeably softer than before, maybe they had realised that Leo was still hurting from the last video.)

Percy gave him a small smirk, before he started humming along. Annabeth swiftly whacked him on the head.

"What have I told you about not encouraging him, Seaweed Brain?"

"I wasn't, I just recognise the awesomeness that is Five Nights At Freddy's."

The screen flickered on, and Leo prayed to any of the Gods who might possibly be listening at that moment for this to be a good memory.

A tiny Leo, of about four years of age, was by a cow pasture that was filled with tall grass. A figure that was clearly Hera disguised as Tia Callida stood next to him holding a stick. In front of Leo was a rattlesnake that was eyeing the boy and the Goddess warily. Hera made a motion, as if to urge Leo to poke the snake before handing the stick to the tiny child.

"Where is your bravery, little hero? Show me the Fates were right to choose you."

Leo stared into the snake's amber eyes, but refrained from moving towards it. The snake then turned it's gaze completely on Hera with a look that seemed to say, are you nuts lady? before it disappeared into the tall grass.

Frank's P.O.V

"She tried to make you poke a SNAKE?" Hazel practically shrieked.

"She also tried to get me to juggle knives and left me sleeping in a fireplace once. I refused to poke that snake though because it didn't seem fair." Leo shrugged, as if what Hera had done was normal. Frank felt a little sick as he realised that Leo had never lived a truly ordinary life. Hera had been messing with him since he was just a toddler. And he was again being prepared for a fight that the little boy wanted no part in. In a similar way to Gaia killing Leo's mother to try and stop him being a threat, Hera was manipulating him into becoming a fighter.

He could faintly here Annabeth muttering that the bovine Goddess was next to a cow pasture where she belonged, and the others ranting about how Goddesses shouldn't let young children play with knives until they were at least ten (well they are demigods). Frank was more than a little overwhelmed at everything that they had seen.

To be honest, Frank had kind of thought that Leo was just an annoying clown since the day they had met. He had just always seemed prepared with a sarcastic comment or a joke and Frank had been the brunt of most of Leo's jokes. Now he felt horrible. Leo had been beaten by his foster mom and his power had been used against him in such a horrific way. Yeah, Frank's mom had also been killed, but at least he had never been told by the crazy personification of the Earth that he had killed her. He was starting to regret the way he had acted whenever Leo had used his powers. Sure, the guy could kill him in seconds, but he wouldn't hurt him on purpose. Frank knew that for definite after Leo had mentioned his fear of hurting people with his powers after the video. Frank felt even worse when he remembered that he himself had used his powers to drop Leo into a horde of angry Romans, even if that was mostly an accident.

Before Frank could make himself truly depressed over the way he had been treating Leo (I mean, he had hit on his girlfriend and he did take every opportunity to make fun of him, but Frank hadn't exactly tried to make friends with Leo either,) another video appeared on screen.

Eleven year old Leo was back, and he was sitting in a bright bedroom with James from the other video. His head was buried in James' stomach, and his back was rising and falling unsteadily. James had his hand carding lovingly through Leo's hair, though he was biting on his lip pretty heavily. A loud argument was going on downstairs, and whenever a voice raised to the point of shouting, Leo would whimper softly.

"We can't afford to adopt him, Allen. We're struggling as it is, just think what it's going to be like trying to get them a good education. We need to focus on James" This was called out by a distinctly feminine voice, a voice that was tinged by weariness, as if this was a repeat of a conversation that had been played out a million times.

"But he's our son, Julie. We can't let him be sent off to another home" The male, who had been identified as Allen, was shouting in a plaintive voice that sounded like it was on the brink of tears.

"He's not our child Allen, though if we could afford it I would consider adopting him."

Leo flinched as if he had been struck, and James started rubbing his back as well as ruffling his black curls. He was sending a fierce glare to the bedroom door as the younger boy seemed to try to burrow deeper into his stomach, as if that could stop them from taking him away.

"How can you say that? Do you not see that he has become a part of the family, even your parents love him? Do you not care about what happens to him?" Allen's voice was angry. Julie's was angrier.

"Of course I care, I love the boy! But we can't afford this and it hurts me as well. But we can't look after them both, and James must come first." Her voice turned into a sob, and the sound of a door slamming rang through the house, with all the weight of a death knell.

Soft footsteps were heard as tears leaked down James' cheeks as he clutched the boy who had become his younger brother. A man (Frank guessed that this was Allen) who was the spitting image of James if you discounted his dark, blue eyes, peeped around the bedroom door. His face twisted with anguish as he witnessed the position of the two boys. Leo turned to face him, with the comforting weight of James' arms around his shoulders. His face was streaked with tears, and his eyes radiated pain.

Allen lifted his arms, and both boys leapt into them.

"She didn't mean any of that Leo, you are our so. We both love you, and I will fight for you, okay?" Leo smiled at him softly, yet the look in his eyes spoke of great sadness.

"I love you both as well, dad." Leo's words were laced with fondness but a brief undercurrent of regret seeped into them. Evidently, Allen didn't quite hear the catch in Leo's voice as he gave the boys one last squeeze before retreating from the room.

"Oh no ..." Piper murmured. Percy leant on Leo gently and Jason's arm draped itself over his friend's shoulders. Frank wanted to ask what was wrong, but he didn't want to come across as insensitive. He couldn't help shooting a brief glare at the ceiling and hoping that Hera could see that he wasn't pleased with her upsetting his friends, again. Now that he had realised that Leo was actually his friend - albeit an often annoying one - he felt a little protective of him (though with Piper, Jason and Percy seeming to take him under there figurative wings, he probably didn't need an overgrown Chinese-Canadian looking out for him.)

The screen faded out slowly, and the words 3 hours later popped up. The video resumed playing. James and Leo were lying in one of the beds that resided in the bedroom. It was obvious that both had needed some brotherly comfort after the scene before. Leo snuggled into James a little more and the older boy yawned loudly.

"Night little bro, love you." The words were blearily but the affection in them was crystal clear.

"Te amo mi hermano." Translations popped up again, revealing that Leo had said I love you brother.

Hazel next to him cooed under her breath at how adorable Leo was. Frank gave her a weird look as the Leo in the video was only two years younger than her. Nevertheless, and Frank wouldn't reveal this even under torture, Leo was kind of adorable when he was younger.

After just a few minutes, James was snoring peacefully. Leo reached up and tucked a stray piece of James' hair back and kissed his forehead gently.

"No te olvidaré" (I wont forget you) He whispered before delicately untangling himself from the taller boy. His movements were virtually silent as he padded over to the other bed that was on the other side of the room. He reached underneath it and pulled out the familiar black rucksack before he began packing items into it quickly. One thing packed was the black outfit from the abuse video.

"Wait, was this the home just before you went to live with that harpy?" Piper emphasized the word harpy with a savage tone and Frank shuddered. All the girls in their group were downright terrifying when they went into over protective mode.

"Yes it was." Leo's voice was suspiciously cheerful considering the fact that he was watching yet another family member lost (even though this was through running away not through death).

A piece of paper was pulled out of a nearby schoolbook, and a pen was found in the top drawer of the desk that stood between the two beds and below the only window in the room. Leo wrote intently for a few minutes, then he folded the note and placed it on top of the desk. He opened the window and, with one last look at the place that had slowly been becoming home, he dived through the window to start the race against social services again.

The screen shifted to an image of the note, and any spelling mistakes that had been made by the dyslexic demigod were corrected.

Dear Allen, Julie and James,

It is not fair on your family if I stay here. James, you are a wonderful person and you deserve the full attention and resources of your purpose. Allen, Julie, you both should be able to focus all your love on your actual child instead of having to take care of me as well. I think it's best for everyone if I leave, I can't bear causing you to argue anymore. James, we will be brothers forever, regardless of where I am. I love you and goodbye, from Leo Valdez (aka the taco snatcher.)

Leo snickered and everyone turned to him in disbelief. He flashed them his typical, evil pixie grin.

"I would rather remember the good memories that we had together then dwell on the way I left them." Leo passed his Freddy Fazbear to the delighted Percy and began a new project.

"So, what's the story about the taco snatcher?" Jason gave Leo a teasing grin, and Leo's ears were suddenly tinged red. Frank's interest was piqued, but Leo was shaking his head with a sheepish look.

"You'll more than likely see it later, and I don't want to spoil the surprise."

Percy looked ready to protest when another video started.

"Be glad this video is starting or you would be telling us exactly what the great taco snatcher was."

A fourteen year old Leo was strolling down a cheerful street. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a plain, grey pullover hoodie. His head was bobbing to a beat that only he could hear and he looked relaxed. That was when a fire engine raced bast him, sirens blaring.

For a moment, Leo paused, and then he was sprinting after the fire engine. And he was fast.

Both the truck and the boy stopped by a large throng of people. The image of a burning house was imprinted on the sky, and Leo sucked in a sharp breath. He began weaving his way through the crowd like a shadow, slipping through the smallest gasp.

In front of the burning building, a couple stood sobbing. The chief fireman was talking to them urgently as the other fire fighters unfurled hoses to try and bring the blaze under control.

The male member of the couple suddenly wailed that their child was still in there. The firemen looked at the house desperately and Leo's hands tightened into fists. He yanked his hood over his distinctive black hair rapidly and then darted towards the house. Some people attempted to garb him, to pull him back, but Leo was too fast. He ducked into the blazing house.

It was like a nightmarish vision as children's toys melted and beams collapsed, yet Leo just ran up the staircase. The flames couldn't hurt him, but if the house collapsed than his powers wouldn't save him.

Choking could be heard from the furthest room, though it was faint. The child had obviously inhaled some smoke. Leo dodged falling debris and managed to leap over a beam that was blocking the door to the child. A small girl, no older than five, was sobbing on the bed as the flames drew closer and closer, trapped by a pile of rubble.

Leo unburied her as quickly as he could and then picked the girl up hurriedly. She stared at him dazedly.

"Are you a *cough* angel?" She asked, though her speech was stunted by coughing fits. Leo gave her a winning smile as he made his way to the child's window.

"Yes and in a minute I'm going to fly you down to safety so I need you to hold on tight, okay?" The girl nodded obediently and Leo grinned. The way back was too dangerous, and Leo had to get the girl out soon.

"Okay, I need you to close your eyes for me little princess so that I can heroically fly you to safety." The girl nestled her head into Leo's shoulder as he opened the window. The crowd below started screaming, but Leo ignored them. He stepped confidently onto the ledge, before he leapt out of the window, the child held tightly to his chest.

When he reached the ground, he rolled expertly and held the girl out to her parents. He had landed right in front of the sobbing adults, who snatched the child out of his arms while thanking him profusely. Leo turned and darted away before anyone could get a hold of him.

The demigods were all slightly stunned. Leo had just sprinted into a dangerous situation to save a small child before he even learnt of his true destiny.

Percy snorted, "I can't believe that she thought you were an angel."

So, another few memories down, I hope that it the scene with James wasn't too sad. I also apologise if any of the Spanish is incorrect, I simply study the language, I am not fluent in it. I also apologise for any mistakes that I have missed, please feel free to point them out as long as you do so kindly then I honestly appreciate the help.