Chapter 1

The waves crashed against the shore with a frenetic rhythm, an echo of Percy's heart beating wildly. Sadness clouded his eyes as he scanned Camp Half-Blood, searching in vain for the Apollo girl who had stolen his heart.

One year. Only a year had passed since he met her, a year that had become the best of her life. Moon was her sun radiant, her compass in the storm, her ocean calm. But now, she was gone, leaving an unfathomable void in her heart.

With determination shining in his eyes, Percy stood up. No matter how much time it took him, he would find her. Because she was her girl, her Apollo, hers, her calm ocean, and he would never let her go.

A shiver ran down his spine as he dug through the pockets of his jeans, desperately searching for something to give him hope. Her fingers stumbled over the worn leather wallet. When he opened it, a photo of Luna looked at him from the inside.

Her white hair shone in the moonlight, and her ruby-red eyes shone with an intensity that took her breath away. A lump formed in Percy's throat as he remembered his smile, a smile that used to warm his heart like the morning sun.

"¡Percy!"

Nico ran towards him, the sand soaking his sandals and black swimsuit. The joy on his face faded as he saw Percy's grim expression.

"Where's Luna?" Nico asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

Percy swallowed, staring at the photo. "She's gone..." he murmured, barely audible.

Nico frowned, confused. "What? He's gone? Why?"

"I looked for her all morning. I couldn't find her anywhere," Percy's words came out broken, laden with pain.

"Dude, why would I leave you?" Nico asked, trying to understand the situation.

"The same reason Annabeth did it. I wasn't enough for her," Percy replied with bitterness in his voice.

An awkward silence fell over them. The sea breeze stirred the waves, breaking the tension with a soft sound.

"You've got some problems, Percy," Nico finally said, a serious tone in his voice.

"Oh, and you think secretly kissing Thalia isn't as bad as mine?" Percy mocked, bitterness in his voice.

"Hey, it's not fair to compare things like that," Nico replied, sounding defensive.

Nico's words echoed in Percy's mind. He maybe he was right. Maybe it was time to face his own problems and put aside the comparisons.

But one thing was certain: he would not give up on finding Luna. He would find her, no matter how long it took.

Percy's gaze hardened. "Isn't it? Haven't you seen me alone, wandering the beach like a lost soul? Haven't you seen the pain in my eyes?"

Nico stayed silent, not knowing what to say. The truth was that he had seen Percy's pain, and it hurt him to see him like that.

"I'm sorry, Percy," she finally said, her tone softer. "I didn't mean to minimize your pain. I just… I just want to help you."

Percy sighed, staring off into the horizon. "Thank you, Nico. I appreciate it. But right now, all I want is to find Luna. I can't live without her."

Olympus

A thunderous scream from Artemis echoed across Olympus: "What the hell happened?! Aphrodite!"

Aphrodite, with her characteristic carefree air, dodged the arrows that Artemis was launching at her as she responded, "I'm sorry!"

Artemis, furious, demanded an explanation: "Can someone tell me what I've been doing for a year?"

Awkward silence. The deities present, fearful of Artemis's wrath, avoid her gaze.

Finally, a goddess dares to speak: "I'm sorry, but Zeus told us not to tell you."

Artemis, frustrated by the lack of answers, sighs and heads to her palace. A strange sensation invades her. She feels a void, an absence. Her lips feel strangely cold, her heart yearns for something she can't identify.

Apollo, her twin brother, approaches her cautiously: "Hello little sister."

Artemis, still upset, responds: "I'm not in the mood, Apollo."

A playful tone permeates Apollo's voice as he approaches his sister, "Oh, come on, Artemis. You're always in the mood for twin talk."

Artemis, frowning, responds: "Shut up... Tell me why I feel like someone is missing."

Apollo, with a mischievous smile, shrugs: "I don't know what you got me there." Inside him, a mix of emotions stirs: guilt, amusement, and a hint of fear. If only you remembered, he thought. Oh wait, that would mean my father would roast Aphrodite and me... Maybe Hecate too.

Artemis, impatient, insists: "What happened during my forgotten year?"

Apollo, trying to divert attention, responds evasively: "You stayed at camp."

Artemis, with suspicion in her eyes, questions him: "Hmmmm... What about my hunters?"

Apollo, coughing nervously, makes up an excuse: "They were at camp, but they were told they had some business to do. Besides, Zeus told them they deserved the rest."

Artemis, with a mischievous smile, stares at him, "You weren't trying to flirt, were you?"

Apollo, with a blush on his cheeks, vehemently denies: "NO!"

Artemis, with a tone of false fury, tells Apollo: "Brother, we will talk about that later. But now I want to rest."

Apollo, feeling slighted, dissolves into the sunlight.

In the throne room, the other Olympian gods, except Artemis, argue in low voices.

Poseidon, stroking his beard, asks, "So what do we do with them?"

He winks at Athena, who glares at him.

Athena, sternly, responds: "This is not the time for jokes, Poseidon."

Zeus, in his powerful voice, declares: "I say we keep them separate. I don't want them to regain their memories of last year. It would be total chaos."

Athena, with concern on her face, adds, "I agree. She would be shocked if she knew what he did while he wasn't in control."

Apollo, barging into the conversation, shouts, "But she feels like she's missing someone!"

Ares, with an arrogant tone, intervenes: "It will end if they are separated long enough. Then the love they had will become strange to each other."

Athena, outraged by Ares's callousness, exclaims, "I can't believe that came out of your mouth!"

Aphrodite, with a serene look, says while looking at her nails: "Love does not die, it is simply saved for another time. If what I think these two feel for each other is true, you are denying the inevitable."

Camp Half-Blood 1 year ago

Percy sank into the wet sand, staring into the infinite horizon. The sea breeze blew his black hair, soaked in sweat and salty tears. His body, once strong and agile, now felt heavy and empty. "

His sweatpants, stained with fine, wet sand, stick to his sweaty skin. The orange shirt, once a symbol of her joy and optimism, is now wrinkled and stained with the tears she has secretly shed.

His gaze, previously lively and full of curiosity, is now lost on the horizon. The lake, which once gave her peace and tranquility, now only reflects the emptiness that consumes her interior.

An aura of desolation and aridity surrounds him. His hunched posture, slumped shoulders, and haggard face are a true reflection of the state of his soul: a wasteland where hope has withered.

He closes his eyes and a sigh escapes his lips. It's been five months since Annabeth left him for Michael, and the wound in her heart still hasn't healed.

A torrent of thoughts invades his mind:

"Get over it, she's with Michael." The phrase echoes in her head, a constant reminder of her loss.

"She's not coming back and you know it." The harsh reality hits him hard, filling him with deep sadness.

"So much so that Aphrodite called it the worst tragedy of the last century according to her." The irony of the goddess of love only increases her pain.

His relationship with Annabeth, once so strong and vibrant, is now just a distant memory. Tartarus has left an indelible mark on both, and the love that united them has transformed into a painful friendship.

Percy: (Sighing) "Annabeth... Oh, Percy, stop torturing yourself!"

Percy clenches his fists helplessly. Despite having asked Morpheus, at the request of the gods, to help him get rid of nightmares, they still torment him from time to time. He wakes up drenched in cold sweat, with the horrors of Tartarus fresh in his memory.

Suddenly, a soft voice interrupts his thoughts.

Luna: "Do you mind if I sit here?"

Percy turns around and finds a girl of radiant beauty with snow-white hair. with eyes that shone like rubies that hypnotize him and transmit an inexplicable calm.

Percy: (Stuttering) "Uh... no, of course not. I'm Percy, Percy Jackson."

Luna sat next to him, with a shy smile. "Are you new here? You look a little lost."

Percy, with a wry smile, shrugged. "Not exactly," he replied. "Let's just say I've seen better days."

Luna looked at him with compassion in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I've also gone through difficult times."

Luna gave him a radiant smile, a smile that illuminated her face like the rising sun, capable of melting even the coldest ice. His eyes, which shone like rubies, reflected a warmth and compassion that captivated Percy instantly.

Luna: "Delighted, Percy. I'm Luna, daughter of Apollo."

Percy, intrigued, raises an eyebrow.

Percy: "Daughter of Apollo? Are you good at music or an infallible archer?"

Luna, with a mischievous smile, winks at him.

Luna: "Not only archery, my singing is also quite good. And whose son are you?"

Percy, with a knowing tone, responds.

Percy: "Poseidon, I haven't seen my father in a long time though.

Luna's smile turns into a sympathetic look.

Luna: "I didn't want to come to camp either, but this year they forced me. Sometimes I feel like I don't fit in here."

Luna sat next to him, with a shy smile. Her heart fluttered with a mixture of curiosity and compassion.

Percy's melancholic aura attracted her in an inexplicable way. Her eyes, which reflected a pain that she understood all too well, invited him to enter her world.

Percy feels connected to the sadness in Luna's gaze.

Percy: "I understand you perfectly. I feel lost and alone too."

A silence takes over them, a comfortable silence full of meaning.

However, Luna, with a reproachful tone, interrupts Percy: "So, you're ignoring me, Percy Jackson."

Percy, blushing at being caught, apologizes with an embarrassed smile, "No, I was just going to ask if you want to hang out here tomorrow. Because I have to meet up with my cousin."

Luna, with a radiant smile that lights up her face, accepts the invitation: "Sure." They say goodbye with a "See you" and a "Goodbye", without knowing that this chance meeting has marked the beginning of a story that will change their lives forever.

Author's note

This fanfic is a translated version of my fanfic in Spanish which has 11 chapters published on this platform. If you like it, give me a review.