~Annabeth~

Pain. That was the first thing that my body registered.

Then, so suddenly that I felt as if my head was about to explode, my hearing came back to me and I realised how loudly I was screaming. I felt a cold surface under my body, maybe a table?

Then my eyes flew open and all I saw was a face, it was a woman's face and she was laughing and pointing a wand at me. My body felt as if I was being put through a blender. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, the pain went away.

"Now, that was fun wasn't it?" The unknown woman cackled, "now take her away, we'll have another try tomorrow." I felt myself floating off of the table and levitated out of the room.

I was taken down winding corridors until we got to a door. We went through it and the spell that was holding me up was lifted, and I fell to the floor in a heap. The door slammed and I heard the door close and several locks click.

"Annabeth?" A familiar voice croaked, "are you awake yet?"

"I hope not, is this just a nightmare?" I pushed myself up on my elbows. Percy came out of the shadows looking just as bad as I felt. He pulled me up and hugged me.

"I'm sorry Annabeth," he whispered into my ear, "we shouldn't have agreed to come, we could have fought him off."

"No we couldn't, at least this way everyone else is safe," I mumbled into his chest, "don't be sorry, none of this is your fault."

"But it is," he released me and we sat with our backs against the wall, holding hands.

"Seaweed brain, you can't blame yourself for everything," I put my head on his shoulder, we sat in silence for a moment, "do you even know where we are?"

"No," he frowned, "no, I have no clue."

"I think I need to sleep," I said after a longer silence.

"Go on, I'll always be here, I promise,'"he put an arm around my shoulder, "I love you wise girl."

"Love you too Seaweed Brain," Then I drifted off into the dream world.

~Hazel~

Even though Percy and Annabeth were gone, we kept training the wizards. We knew that they wouldn't have wanted us to put everything on hold.

And we didn't believe that Tartarus wouldn't attack just because Percy and Annabeth gave themselves up. I was running a fourth-year sword fighting lesson but my heart wasn't really in it. I was thinking about Percy and how he had always supported me, he was like the big brother that I never had.

The lesson finished and I went to the demigod common room to have our council. We all sat down, avoiding the two empty chairs. In the three days since they had gone no one had been into their room or touched their chairs. A thin layer of dust had settled over them.

"So," Jason said, "how are things going."

"Everyone is scared, there's no helping that," Piper said.

"The training's going well though," Calypso put in.

"We need to choose who will be fighting on the front lines," Leo said.

Jason nodded, "we'll I just had the seventh years and Harry and Ron are pretty good with swords."

"Hermione and Ginny are good with daggers," Piper piped up.

"Ok, they're all good," Frank had a notepad out and was jotting down names, "Neville is quite good at archery."

"Anyone else?" Jason looked around at the others.

"Um, no I think that's about it," Calypso said.

"Ok now, has anyone had any dreams or anything that could help us get to Percy and Annabeth?" Piper asked.

We all shook our heads sadly. We had nothing on them. All we could do was hope that they were alright.