Scene 12 The set opens up back into the common room. The group, without RON, is gathered by the fire. Some are seen shining and scarping their weapons, others are making battle strategies on the table and PERCY is sitting lonesome on a chair, eating a blue cupcake.

(ANNABETH is by the table which is downstage center, staring at a piece of parchment intently. These are her and HERMIONE's battle plans)

HERMIONE. You know, I'm starting to wonder why nobody has seen anything from outside. I mean, why would Dumbledore not defend his own school?

(ANNABETH scratches her chin, thoughtful as an idea finally pops into her head)

ANNABETH. Well, the Mist of course!

HERMIONE. (eyebrows raised) The Mist? Is this some sort of creature or spell?

ANNABETH. (shaking her head) No, it's kind of a thing that makes non-demigods or gods blind to certain stuff.

HERMIONE. Oh... so that means that whoever is attacking us is from your world.

ANNABETH. (grimly) Kronos.

(The light fades from them and falls on PERCY and HARRY center stage)

HARRY. You know, you could help me... (he points to a sword he had been shinning for PERCY)

PERCY. Yeah, yeah. (he drops out of his spot on the couch) Why do you think Voldemort is even here dude? Like what does he want?

HARRY. (sighing) He's trying to get something he didn't have before...

PERCY. Like what?

HARRY. (smiling) I don't know. His nose maybe!

(The boys laugh and RON enters the scene)

RON. (his eyes dark, but his face bright) What are you laughing about?

PERCY. (grinning) Nothing, just about Voldemort's lack of a nose.

HERMIONE. (secretly amused) Harry Potter! (she shakes her head) It's not Voldemort who's attacking, it's Kronos.

(The boys suddenly turn serious and the spotlight dims)

(There's a pause)

(The lights slowly fill the stage and the whole group is lit up. The cast is ready for battle and now, they must charge into it)

ANNABETH. Well, it's time to go... defeat Kronos and stuff.

(The scene fades away)