(Bold – the memory
Italics – thoughts outside of the memory
Italics and bold – Leo narrating his memories
Underline – subtitles
'Bold, italics and with the quotation marks – Leo's thoughts inside the memory).
Pietro's POV
A field was being shown on the screen, there was a young boy sitting down on the ground. He had dark sandy hair that seemed to stick up every which way, his tan skin was almost glowing in the sunlight.
I let out a little squeal at the cuteness and quickly bowed my head to hide my blush of embarrassment. I felt an arm wrap around my waist and I leaned into the touch of the male beside me.
He was hunched over a drawing and was humming a little tune to himself as he continued putting detail to the drawing. His facial features seemed to be in utter concertation as he stuck his tongue out.
He smiled down at his creation and seemed pleased with his work. A female figure smiled down at the young boy and called out to him in a familiar angelic voice, "Leo."
So his name is Leo... I thought as I looked at the screen,
"What are you working on little hero?" The woman's gentle and motherly voice seemed to flow effortlessly into our ears. She kneeled down and her perfectly formed facial features became visible to us.
Wait, is that Hera? I thought to myself and I could feel everyone in the room realizing it as well.
'Leo' looked up and smiled, "It's a shwip!" he exclaimed as he ran forward holding it up. The drawing was of a VERY detailed ship everything was detailed, from the mast to the dragons head on the front of the ship.
"He drew that?!" asked, or more like gushed, Steve
Steve's POV
He looks no more than 5 years old, I thought to myself as I looked back at the screen, I'm impressed no scratch that I am fan-boying.
Suddenly a gust of wind pulled the drawing out of Leo's hands, he looked a little disappointed and sad but didn't show it that much. Hera smiled and said, "Don't worry little hero you will find it again in due time. Now it's time for training."
"Training? What is he training for?" questioned Bucky,
"I don't know. I'm still shocked about his drawing it was so good." said Peter in awe,
Ditto, I thought as I continued to watch the screen.
Leo took Hera's hand and they walked out into the field of beautiful flowers and butterflies they stopped at a clearing. Hera let go of his hand and moved a few feet away from him before turning back to him. "Now what are your powers little hero?"
"I have fire powers!" said Leo as he jumped and lit himself on fire.
I saw Nick's eyes widen as he looked on at the screen in alarm.
Hera nodded her head and smiled, "Leo I want you to not be afraid of your powers I want you to get familiar with it. For it is a tool that you will use someday in the future."
Leo nodded his head as the flames disappeared from his body. He thought for a while before asking, "What do I do now, tía (aunt)?"
"Hera is his aunt?" questioned Tony confused,
I just shrugged even though he wasn't asking anyone directly.
Hera smiled and said in a calming voice, "try controlling a flame, just one to start off with." Little Leo nodded and tried nothing happened, he tried again and was growing quite frustrated with himself.
"Why can't I do it tía (aunt)? I don't understand... What am I doing wrong?" asked an upset and frustrated Leo and he put his head down with a frown.
Hera frowned and sighed, "Listen to me Leo, one day you will realize that everything happens for a reason. No matter how bad something is, it is like that for a reason. Just make sure to learn from your past to make your present bright and happy."
Little did I know I would use these words every day for the rest of my life...
"What was that?" asked Thor,
"That was probably present Leo narrating his memories." Said Clint.
Leo nodded as he closed his eyes and relaxed his face and his tense shoulders slumped a bit. He opened his eyes and they seemed to glow like fire, his hand suddenly caught on fire and he smiled really wide.
He giggled as Hera smiled at him with a gentle glint in her eyes, "Let's go home little one, shall we?" Leo nodded, grabbed onto Hera's outstretched hand and started walking back the way they came the scene faded into nothing.
First memory done, I thought as I looked around the room.
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The Fire Over My Eyes
FanfictionHow can someone see how much pain I am in and do nothing? (On a temp hiatus for editing's sake)