Book: The Heroes Of Olympus. The lost hero

Leo's never been any growth or strength. He survived the tough guys-neighbors, classmates among steep, steep in orphanages just because of their brains. In class, he was a clown, in the courtyard of the jester, because I used to understand that if you fool around and pretend that you are not afraid, then nobody will beat. Even the worst of bullies will treat you tolerate and keep there for a laugh. And then, the joke helps hide the pain. But if it hasn't worked, then there was always plan B. Run like hell. Over and over again. Was still the plan, but he promised himself never to him not to use.
But now Leo felt the need to use it this way, although after the incident, after his mother's death, never was never contacted.
He stretched his fingers and felt them begin to tingle. Then came the flames, and here's the swirls red lights danced on his palm.