AN: First fanfiction, I barely write stories and this is very rough, looking for a beta. Please enjoy. (Changed Title, formally known as "Her First True Love", Also changed the summary and my pen name. Formally known as "AchillesHeelArtemis". I will PM anyone who wants to know why I changed my name)

Percy woke up in the familiar bunk bed inside of the room that he is always alone in, It's been months since he has last went outside of camp, his mom was busy outside he can hear the sounds of the wind pushing against the trees, lightning cracking as if Zeus was unleashing a whip. Rain was hitting the roof of his cabin creating an atmosphere of despair. Percy sat up on his bed, his ears were ringing and his eyes were feeling heavy. I could use some more sleep he thought to himself as he slowly began to lay in his bed once more.

CRACK. The sound of lightning striking something within the camp caused Percy to bolt upright in his bed, he was no longer feeling drowsy. The distant sound of campers shouting and screaming was enough to make Percy get out of bed. He reached into his pocket to find the comforting feeling of a pen in his pocket. He opened the door and started to run towards the commotion, the camp was filled with a thick, grey smoke that burned the back of his throat every time he took a breath in, his eyes stung and felt an incredible amount of heat coming from in front of him. Percy closed his eyes and started to concentrate. Slowly he willed whatever moisture was left in the air to push away the smoke, allowing the campers to see what the problem was.

As the smoke began to dissipate, Percy was grateful that his eyes stopped stinging, the air started to feel smoother to breathe in, no longer the harsh burning sensation, but as Percy was about to smile for avoiding the crysis, the real one emerged in front of his eyes. One of the cabins was engulfed in flames, but what was odd was that the flames were black as the night sky, the heat radiating from them was so immense that he was grateful that the sea flowed within his veins, otherwise he wouldn't be too sure that he would be able to even be within 10 feet of the flames. "Evacuate everybody from the cabin that you can!" yelled a camper, a son of Apollo Percy would guess because of his messy sandy blonde hair.

Closing his eyes once more, Percy willed the nearby beach to rise, he quickly submerged the cabin with the water. He was shocked to find that it had no effect on the fire, the black flames still burned and spread throughout the cabin, soon the cabin collapsed to the ground, trapping everyone inside. The former cabin now formed a bonfire on the ground, the black flames burned so high that it seemed to even be touching the stars above. Percy had to think quickly, he knew that the people inside stood no chance if the flames weren't put out soon. Percy once more attempted to put out the flames, he concentrated on all the water he could sense, a large portion of the sea was now on the flames, the rain seemed to focus primarily on the bonfire of black flames, a sphere of water now submerged the flames. The campers were watching in awe, the sphere created by Percy could have easily been mistaken for a moon, the water shined bright, even with the storm going on, The awe quickly turned to shock though, as under the sphere of water the black flames rose even higher, the heat was unbearable as Percy was quickly forced to retreat, suffering burns from just being within the general area of the fire. Percy looked around, seeing if any of the other cabins caught the flames, he sighed in relief as he saw that this was an isolated incident,

His heart quickly dropped though, as he saw that the cabin that became a feeding ground for these odd black flames was the Athena cabin.

A blood curdling scream was heard from the fire, as Percy saw the wood start to lift off, within the pile of burning wood was someone who made their last stand, an effort to live. The camper no longer had hair, the clothing they wore was completely engulfed in black flames, quickly these flames engulfed the rest of their body, the camper continued to scream, even as Percy made an attempt to save them by submerging them under water, the flames still burned hot though, the water seemed to have no effect as the flames continued to spread all over the body of the camper. The camper opened their eyes and locked them with Percy's. Sharp grey eyes made contact with the soft green eyes.

Percy has seen many things in his life, but this was different. In front of him was a camper who was truly fighting for their lives in front of him, and no matter what Percy did, he was unable to save them. Soon the camper stopped screaming, their movements stopped abruptly, Percy knew that this person was no longer with them. He turned away and closed his eyes, he was completely useless when it came to saving this person. The sphere of water that this person was in dropped to the ground, the campers body soon following. Laying face down and the flame still burning, Percy was forced to do nothing about it. "Percy, get over here!" yelled a familiar voice, he turned to see Nico who was sweating profusely, his arm was severely burned and beside him was another camper who seemed to be engulfed in the black flames. Together, the two ran off towards the big house, the general consensus in the camp was to let the flames burn out, and then judge the after effects.

Inside the big house Chiron was standing and talking some of the other cabin leaders, Clarisse La Rue was there talking to Will Solace, Will was looking grave as he saw the burns of some of the knew that there were going to be little survivors, if any. "Nico, happened?" Percy asked, his voice quivering, all the cabin leaders stopped talking, their attention was on the Percy, the legend of Camp Half-blood, throughout the years that they have known him, they knew that he wasn't one to be afraid, facing Kronos he was brave and strong, facing the giants and Gaia he was still the same old knucklehead who joked around, even when he fell into Tartarus he still kept a positive outlook. The leaders soon realized why he was shaken up, the reasons why he was able to do that was because he had something to keep him alive, not physically, Percy would have lived no matter what regardless, but he wouldn't truly be alive. What kept him alive was the one he loved, Annabeth, who was missing from the meeting.

"Percy.. I'm so sorry, I saw the flames and rushed in to try to save whoever I could" Nico replied, his voice quivering, "Inside the cabin.. The fire started from the inside, everybody was on fire". The memories started to flood Nico's memory, causing him to close his eyes and turn away. He took a deep breath and continued the story. "I grabbed someone near me and shadow travelled out, thinking that the rain would help put out the fire and save this person. That black flame… it isn't anything I've ever seen before, the rain had no effect on it and when it caught onto me, it burned through my jacket, and deep into my arm". The cabin leaders around them took this information in silence, their minds processing what happened. Chiron's eyes showed sorrow, even though nothing was confirmed, they all agreed. They have lost every child of Athena that day. Today would be a day that would be remembered in all of Camp Half-blood history, a day that every child that Athena had, died. And the day that Percy Jackson first cried.

Percy woke up in his cabin, everything felt slow to him, his eyes were feeling crusty, there was a slight ringing in his ears, every noise followed by a slight echoing effect. His body felt heavy. With a formidal effort he got out of bed, it's been 4 days since the black flames attacked, and 4 days since he lost the love of his life. He closed his eyes, the memories he shared with Annabeth was all meaningless, everything that he has built with her, gone within an instance. He opens his eyes, his eyes shining with strength. He grabs black hoodie and puts up the hood, reaches into his pocket and feels the comforting feeling of Riptide, it was radiating an aura as if it were saying everything is going to be alright Percy, everything heals with time.

Percy walked to the dining hall, all the campers were avoiding him, giving him some space for which he appreciates. He knew that he wouldn't be strong enough to be able to keep up a conversation with someone, Camp Half-blood was just a big reminder of her. Percy remembered his first day at camp, he remembered the pain that he felt when he thought he lost his mother, but what kept him going was knowing that he was with people who was the same as him. He remembered Annabeth's first words to him clearly, you drool in your sleep, he smiled, compared to now, his life used to be so simple. All these memories, slowly burning as he knew that he could not create any more with her. Camp Half-blood was beginning to no longer feel like his home. He made up his mind, He grabbed what he believed were valuable to him, which wasn't much, that day he left Camp Half-blood with Riptide, the camp necklace, and the clothing that he had on his back.

Percy began to walk towards the camp boarder, he took a look back and took one last long look of the place that he used to call home. The trees were turning a purple-red colour this time of year, the soft wind blew through the trees causing them to bend ever so slightly. The scene was awfully peaceful considering what has happened within the past few days. The campers seem to be unaffected though, the black flames burned the Athena cabin along with everything in it into ashes, including the campers inside the cabin. The campers removed the ashes, and began reconstruction, not a thought of what they meant. Deep down Percy wished that the campers would have kept the ashes, a remembrance of all those who have lost their lives. The thought of Annabeth being forgotten in the soon future caused Percy's eyes to sadden again, he would have to hold on to her memory, even if he became the last one to do so.

4 Months later

On Olympus, Zeus called the council to gather, quicky, one by one all the Olympians began to fill the room, once everybody appeared Zeus cleared his throat. "Percy Jackson is still missing, but with all the children of Athena showing up at Camp Half-blood is it safe to assume that Percy is the one who has been saving them?" Zeus asked, addressing the topic of what the council meeting was going to be about. Artemis frowned, she understood that Percy was a male who was to be respected, she understood that he deserved all the peace he can get, but to be selfless like this? Helping Athena rebuild her legacy. No male in all of history has shown this type of selflessness. Artemis looked up to Athena, Athena seemed as if she hasn't been able to sleep, her neat hair was now in a mess, standing up and curled in places where they shouldn't, her sharp grey eyes were now a dull grey, nearly losing all of their light. It was heart wrenching to see someone who was so great and respected, to be in shambles. This was without a doubt the worst that Athena has been since the start of civilization. Artemis felt for her though, she believed that if her hunters had suffered a fate the same as Athena's children, Artemis would be in shambles, she nearly lost her path when Zoe died, she couldn't imagine what would happen if she lost all of her hunters within one night, and that she would be powerless to save them as Percy was. "I've been searching in my chariot father, I haven't seen him, it's like he doesn't want to be found" Apollo replied to Zeus, his brows scrunched up as he was concentrating. "It's as if he doesn't want to be found" Apollo finally concluded. This caused the council to erupt in a storm of whispers, why wouldn't Percy Jackson, Hero of Olympus and savior of the world, not want to be found? "Please quiet down, Artemis, I hope your search for Perseus is producing better results". Here it was, the time Artemis was dreading, she hated to admit that somebody was able to evade the hunters, much less a man. She knew that she had to swallow her pride. "Sadly Father, the hunters and I weren't able to even find evidence that Perseus is even alive during the last 4 months", with her final words a grumble was heard from Poseidon, Artemis cursed herself, she may not have had any children, but she understood greif. "Perseus is alive, I know he is" Poseidon said, sorrowing dripping from his voice. He didn't look any better than Athena, his pride and joy was missing, and Artemis basically told everyone that he was more than likely dead. A soft whispered was heard within the council room,, "Please repeat that Hestia, you should know to be louder" Hades said soothingly.

"Oh, what I said is that Perseus is alive" Hestia said airily, she smiled and turn around, continuing to tend the hearth. The silence was deafening, the crackles of the flames growing louder and louder as the goddess poke around. "And how did you come by this information?" Zeus questioned, his eyebrows raised and a look of bewilderment stuck on his face. Hestia turned around once more, addressing the council, she smiled and in the same airy voice "I would know as he is my champion, I gave him my blessing and told him to start saving the children of Athena". Hestia's smile widened. Silence ensued once more. The shocked expression was shared with all the Olympians, "And why.. Did you decide to hold this information back from us?" Zeus asked in a low voice, he held his head down while pinching the bridge of his nose. "Oh, none of you guys asked and I didn't know that you guys assumed that Percy died" Hestia replied, her smile never wavering. "He doesn't want to be found, I gave him my blessing because I wanted him to know that fire may be able to cause destruction, but it is also the light in the dark".

A sound was heard from Poseidon, a soft grumble until he was unable to keep up his act. He soon started to break down and fall into hard sobs, his pride and joy, his prized child, was safe and sound. Athena cracked a smile, the first time in months, knowing that her daughter's boyfriend was still alive, and making an effort to make sure that Athena doesn't fall into another state of depression. Artemis felt a pang within her, something deep inside her told her that she was happy that Perseus… no, Percy was alive and well.

Apollo started to chuckle, it was low and quiet at the start but it progressed into full blown laughter, Hermes soon followed suit, the laughter was contagious as everybody got the message, Percy was safe, and he was rebuilding what was lost. "Artemis, please, find my son. I just want to see him again" Poseidon said in between tears. Artemis understood, "I promise you I'll find him" She replied, a smile on her face. She was going to see Percy again.