Nico~

The day after Tartarus told us that Percy and Annabeth were on his side we were all in our lines for the final battle.

But we were all dishearted. For the Titan war and the Giant war, we had needed Percy and Annabeth. And in this war, it would be just the same. They were two of our leaders, they were beyond important to the moral of the group. Percy was the glue and Annabeth was the brains.

But they were lined up on the other side. With evil grins on their faces. In the kind of armour that no one from our side had. They seemed to have no intentions of rejoining our side. But their eyes were glazed over that made me feel that there was still hope.

"Guys, it's not them," Harry said. We all knew who he meant but not what he meant.

"What do you mean it's not them Harry? It is them!" Piper yelled.

"No, you don't get it, they're under the Imperious Curse. They're being controlled!" Harry said.

"How do you know?" Hazel asked.

"Their eyes... that's what an Imperious victim's eyes look like, it must have been a pretty strong wizard or witch who cursed them because they have pretty strong wills," Harry said, "I struggled to fight it off from a medium powered wizard. My guess is it was Voldemort or Bellatrix."

I glanced over at Percy and Annabeth, two of the first three demigods that I'd ever met. The sneers on their faces were not their own, the way they stood. How hadn't I noticed it before?

"How can we get them back?" I asked.

"Make them do something completely against what they would do if they were in their own minds," Hermione said.

Jason looked at me, "Percy's fatal flaw, we need to get him to attack one of us, but what about Annabeth?" I scratched my head.

"If we can get Percy back to his senses and get Annabeth to attack him, then maybe...," I trailed off, we all knew it was only a slim chance. Percy's fatal flaw would stop him from going against Annabeth, but it was our only chance.

"Ok, I think it's time," Jason said, he raised his sword in from of him, "FOR THE GODS AND FOR HOGWARTS," then we all charged into the battle that this whole year had been leading up to.

~Percy~

My legs moved without my permission, but I was pretty used to that now, the only thought that was going through my head was, I will not harm anyone, but that plan went out of the window when Frank charged me.

The voice in my head chanted, kill him, kill him, but I wouldn't. I couldn't. But I couldn't stop myself from swinging my sword.

He swung his.

I stopped mid swing and his sword clanged into my head. The last thing I saw was Frank's face full of worry. Then I blacked out.