~Harry~

Once Annabeth had come back to her senses. Percy, Annabeth and I went off in search of Tartarus. He wasn't hard to find as he was in the centre of the battle trying to stand on a couple of first years.

"Smelly Man!" Percy yelled at the primordial.

Does this guy have a death wish?

"Perseus, Annabeth and Harry. What a lovely surprise," the god said, sarcasm woven in his words, "Voldemort! We have a certain Demigod-Wizard situation here!" The god yelled at Voldemort.

Voldemort appeared next to Tartarus

"C'mon Moldyshorts, Tattyarse let's get this show on the road, Finding Nemo is tv and I haven't set it to record," Percy hefted his sword and we launched into battle all of us with wands in one hand and our weapons in the other.

~Piper~

The battle raged for a few more hours. By the time the whole army was either dust, dead or had run away. But Harry, Percy and Annabeth were still fiercely battling Tartarus. Voldemort was gone. Lying in the snow not breathing. Percy had a nasty cut on his face which had smeared his entire face with blood. Harry's trouser leg was slashed up and very red. Annabeth had got off okay, she just had a bruise on her forehead that had gone purple. Tartarus was still fighting fiercely.

"We should help!" I said, I made to start forwards but Nico put an arm out to stop me.

"No. They have to do it themselves. When I talked to the spirts they gave me a prophecy," said Nico,
"Nine shall come
Three shall be
Heroes from three nations
Join
A great evil rises."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Frank asked.

Nico shrugged, "all that matters is that I didn't."

"Okay, what shall we do then? I'm not going to stand here whilst Percy, Annabeth and Harry risk their lives!" Jason's voice rose.

"We don't have a choice!" Nico said, "look."

Nico gestured at his feet, we all looked down at our own feet and saw black chains that bound our feet to the ground.