~Hermione~

Percy and Annabeth woke up a few hours later, they seemed fine but they were a little off. We held a meeting the next day and all they did was sit there, eyes glazed over. Not contributing to anything. Which wasn't like them at all. Jason confided in me that they were this way the first time when they escaped Tartarus the first time and that he was sure they would shake it off.

It was almost like they were under the Imperious Curse, which was impossible because Tartarus wasn't a wizard. But I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something else in the room with us.

After the meeting, we all went to our rooms. It went on like that for three days. Training, war council. Eat, sleep, train, repeat.

We trained harder and slept more deeply. After about a week we started seeing lights surrounding the boundaries of the school. We came to the conclusion that it must be Tartarus' army. One night we were all woken by that same voice that had rung through the school the night Percy and Annabeth were taken.

"Wizards and Demigods, surrender, you cannot defeat me and with the added help of Lord Voldemort I am now unstoppable, only the combination of Harry Potter, Peruses Jackson and Annabeth Chase can banish us!"

"AND WE HAVE THEM ALL!" Ginny yelled back.

"Ah my dear, I'm afraid you do not, you see Peruses and Annabeth happen to be with me, awaiting my orders of attack," the cold voice of Lord Voldemort sounded through the halls.

Perhaps I had been right, they were under the Imperious curse...