To End it All

by mystiquewitch

Sequel to The Glory Of Hera: While Harry and his friends hunt down the remainder of Voldemort's Horcruxes, people are getting attacked, the Death Eaters have taken over the wizard world, all but Hogwarts. And Gaea is getting stronger. Voldemort has new powerful supporters. With the final battle almost here there is just one question on everyone's mind. Who can they really trust.

6. Chapter 6

disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson

A.N. I hope you like this chapter and there is fighting and might be a little violence in this chapter, but not too bad, and sorry if it isn't as long as my chapters usually are.

Chapter 6: I get captured.

Jason's P.O.V.

I flew for about twenty minutes, before I landed to clear my head. I sat down by this creek bed to think over what just happened. I let my jealousy and temper get the better of me. But no one can blame me. Everyone seems to think Harry is so special. Harry is so nice, Harry is so cute, Harry is so powerful. Harry will kill Voldemort, he's the first demigod child of Hera, he's The-Boy-Who-Lived..blah...blah..blah. Who cares, big deal. To me he was The-Boy-Who-Didn't-Know what the hell he was doing. None of us did. We spent weeks and weeks, and yet we did not know nor had any clue to where a Horcrux could me. Nico was starting to run out of places Voldemort went. And still nothing.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, then leaned over and splashed water on my face. Now that I had calmed down I was starting to feel bad about what I did and said. If Percy hadn't shoved Harry out-of-the-way, my lightning bolt would have killed him. Maybe I went too far, but Harry was fighting just as much as I was. But he didn't try to kill me. I leaned over and splashed water on my face again. Annabeth was probably right, the Horcrux was making my feelings worse than what they really were.

I heard giggles and for a minute I thought I was going crazy until I looked up and saw a group of nymphs sitting on the other side of the creek. They were looking at a photo and giggling.

"Ohhh, he's so gorgeous." One that was holding the picture said. It looked wrinkled and kind of bent, like they have fought over it before.

"Let me see." The one next to her yelled. "You've held it enough it's my turn." She reached to try to jerk it out of her hand, but the other nymph moved a side.

"It's my picture." She snapped. "That daughter of Aphrodite gave it to me." She held it up out of the other Nymphs reach and I saw her T-shirt clearly, and across the front in emerald green words was: Mrs. Boy-Who-Lived.

"No she didn't, she showed it to you and you kept it." The nymph on the other side said. "And it's not her turn with it it's mine." She tried to grab it and the nymph moved to the right, allowing the other nymph to snatch it out of her hand.

"Hey!" Mrs. Boy-Who-Lived cried, she tried to snatch her picture back, but she held it up out of reach only to have it snatched by a nymph standing behind her, she jumped up and started scratching and pulling the other nymph's hair, there were six of them and they were all now scratching, biting and pulling hair.

"It's mine give it back." One would yell.

"No, mine she handed it to me!" The other yelled. Then there was a lot of "Give it backs' and 'it's my turn.'

Partly because I was tired of hearing them and party because I really wanted to know what was in the picture they were fighting over, I stood and flew over to the other side of the creek. They were so busy fighting the did notice I was there until I reached over and snatched the photo from one of their hands.

"Hey! That's ours give it back!" One shouted.

"You're a boy! He wouldn't want you!" Another yelled. I held my hand.

"I'll give it back, I was just want to know who in the picture you're fighting over." I said.

"Only the most gorgeous guy to ever walk the earth." A nymph said. She was wearing round black glasses like the ones Harry wore when he first came to camp, before Apollo healed his eyes. I frowned in confuse to that. I didn't think nymphs could have bad eyes to have to wear glasses.

"He's way hotter than Narcissus ever thought of being." Another said. She had HP painted on her cheek, with the bottom of the p shaped like a lightning-bolt. She fanned herself with her hand like she was hot.

"Okay." I said, and looked down at the picture, my eyes widened when I saw Harry's smiling face looking back up at me. He was sitting on the steps outside his old apartment building, Marauder at his feet, he had one hand in his mane and was smiling up at the camera, showing he had dimples. Something I've never noticed before when Harry smiled, then again I only ever seen him smile when Piper was around or when he was joking around with Percy.

I felt a small ping of jealous right then toward Percy. Harry has always been closer to Percy than any of his male demigod friends. As far as I know the two has never even had an argument little lone a real fight. I suddenly felt dislike for Percy, Harry had been my step-brother first, my friend first. Yeah, Annabeth and Percy were the ones to find Harry and bring him to camp, but if you went by a dream Piper had once, Hera use to take me to James and Lily's house to play with Harry when we were babies. So, yeah he was my friend and brother first. Percy shouldn't have stepped in and too him, every since Sally married Sirius I ha become invisible as if I was wearing Harry's cloak. Harry now had an older tougher brother, what did he me for and after what just happened I doubt very much we were still friends at all.

"Can we have our picture back." A nymph demanded. I looked up at her to notice she had taken red lipstick and drew a lightning-bolt in the center of her forehead that looked a lot like Harry's scar.

"Sure." I shrugged and handed the picture to Mrs. Boy-Who-Lived, wondering if Piper had a T-shirt like that.

"Ohh, he is sooo cute." A nymph looking over her shoulder said. "I want to marry him and have a bunch of babies." I snorted, pretty sure Piper would have something to say about that. My snort made the nymphs remember a was there.

"I know you." A nymph said. "You're that son of Zeus who just tried to kill our Harry." I frowned.

"How did you know about that?" I demanded. The one with a lipstick lightning-bolt on her forehead dug in her jean pocket and pulled out an iPhone and pressed something, then held it up. I was suddenly watching a YouTube video of mine and Harry's fight.

"What? How?" I took the iPhone from her and watched our fight, I winced at how bad it looked from someone else point of view, our friends most have thought we were trying to kill each other. But I got an even bigger shocker when the video was over and I saw more videos to watching Harry doing different things. They was labeled stuff like: Boy-Who-Lived trains at camp, Boy-Who-Lived sleep by lake, Boy-Who-Lived playing with lion., Boy-Who-Lived shirtless. I frowned it just went on and on.

"How the heck did you get videos of Harry like this." I asked.

"Oh, well...we have dryads friends, they hide in their trees and video Harry whenever he is near one of them." Lightning-bolt lipstick said. She reached for the phone, but I kept it out of reach and played the video of Harry training, it was one not to long ago of me, Percy and Harry sword training at camp. We all three had our shirts off and was sweating as our swords hit one another. When that video was over, there was one of Harry and Piper down by the lake at camp. Piper had her feet in the water and Harry was lying next to her wearing nothing but shorts. No, shirt or shoes. All the videos were recent or not to many months ago. All of Harry at camp, or of the past few days, with us searching for the Horcruxes. I guess dryads from the trees around us video typed them. I did notice that none was before Harry was kidnapped, they were all after. I looked up from the phone, feeling a little disgusted.

"You're nothing but a bunch of nymph stalkers." I said.

"What do you care?" Demanded the nymph in the Harry Potter glasses. "You just tried to kill him."

"I think Harry would care." I said. "You girls don't know him like I do. Harry's a very private person and if he knew you were having dyads stalk him and post the videos on YouTube for the world to see he would be beyond mad."

"But he's so handsome." A nymph said. I just shook my head. And slipped the iPhone in my pocket.

"Hey, that's mine!" Said the nymph with the lipstick on her forehead. "Give it back."

"No, I think I'm going to keep it." I said.

"You know what girls." Mrs. Boy-Who-Lived said. "He just tried to kill our Harry. And now stole from one of us. We shouldn't let him get by with that."

"Get him!" One yelled. And before I knew it I had six nymphs scratching and pinching, and pulling my hair.

"Get off me you crazy nymphs." I cried, pushing them away, I held up my arm a flew off. With them all screaming and shouting behind me. I flew for ten minutes before I landed again I wanted to get as far away as I could from the nymphs. I landed in the middle of the woods and leaned against a tree. Damn nymphs since when did they get so crazy and become stalkers.

I pulled out the nymph's iPhone and noticed a new video of Harry had been posted, I played it wondering what Harry was doing after our fight. I frowned when I saw him sitting on a large rock, having his arm tended to by Piper and Hazel, I had forgotten that my sword got him in the arm. I watch Harry winch when Piper poured nectar into the gash, and felt bad about it. I sighed, and stuck the phone in my pocket. I wondered if I would be able to find my way back to my friends. Tell Harry I was sorry, hope he forgives me and rejoin the hunt. I was stupid for saying the things I did and attacking Harry like I did. Well, he was the one that attacked me. But I guess I can't blame him. Not after what I said to his girlfriend.

But I had no idea where the others where or where I was for that matter how was I going to find them. I sighed and sat down to rest, wishing I had something to eat. I was getting a little hungry and thirsty. I pulled my knees up to my chest and laid my head on them, suddenly I heard snickering. I looked up to see Ares leaning against a tree, with a cigar stuck in his mouth. I stood in case he tried to fight me.

"Why did you stop fighting, I was about to win a bet with Dionysus?" He asked. I frowned.

"Um...are you talking about with the nymphs?" I asked. Ares rolled his eyes.

"No, dumbass." he snapped, pulling the cigar out of his mouth and flicking the ashes on the ground. "With my little half-brother, Heracleitus. You didn't finish the fight. No one won. So, I didn't win my bet."

"You and Dionysus bet on Harry and my fight?" I asked. Ares smirked.

"I said little Harry would win." Ares said, then smirked at the look on my face. "The wine dude said you would, but that damn Percy Jackson broke it up before anyone won." I frowned.

"You thought Harry would beat me?" I demanded.

"I didn't think, I knew he would have." Ares stuck his cigar back in his mouth. "If you remember I have battled him before, and I hate to admit it, but he wasn't easy to fight. You should know that after what just happened. There is a reason my sister favors him."

"Your sister?" I asked.

"Enyo," Ares answered. "The crazy bitch. That is one goddess with a few screws loose." He puffed on his cigar, he wasn't speaking about Enyo in a hateful way, he was talking fondly, like he enjoyed his sister being a crazy bitch with a few screws loose.

"Was there something you wanted?" I demanded. "And for your information I would have beat Harry if Percy hadn't broke us up." Ares snorted.

"Sure you would have." He said. "You, the first ever son of Zeus beat up by nymphs." He held his head back and laughed like he had just told a very funny joke. I glared at him.

"I didn't get beat up." I cried.

"Keep telling yourself that, kid." Ares said. "One day you might believe it."

"What did you want?" I demanded.

"Just came here for a little chat." Ares said. "Or more like to tease you." I glared at him and it just made Ares chuckle at me. "Little Bro, you have a lot to learn, my friend." Ares pulled his cigar out of his mouth dropped it on the ground and stepped on it, putting it out.

"Like what?" I demanded.

"Like Harry Potter is the last demigod you want to get on the bad side of." Ares said. "Just asked the Death Eater/Ministry worker he put his sword throw."

"Harry has never killed anyone." I said. Ares smirked.

"You want to believe that go ahead." He said. "Just take my warning, kid, do not get on Harry Potter's bad side. He is not all there if you get my drift. Who would with the life he had and being in Tartarus then locked up in a tomb for a month did not help, it just made him worse. The kid is a ticking time bomb of crazy, just need the right thing to set him off. And BAM." He yelled the last part making me jump. "No bringing him back from the land of crazy."

"I think you should stop talking about Harry." I said. "He isn't crazy."

"As long as he has Piper McLean with him to keep him sane, that may be the case, but no Piper, no sanity." Ares said. "So, you all better hope she never dies."

"Harry is just as sane as anyone else." I said.

"Sticking up for the guy that was about to kick your ass." Ares laughed.

"Harry would not have beat me." I said. Ares just laughed and disappeared. He was such a jerk. I sat back down thinking about what Ares just said, there is no way Harry would have beat me or that he was a ticking time bomb. I sighed and stood back up and started walking back the way I had come. Wondering if I could try to retrace my steps. But how would someone do that when I had flown here in the first place.

For the next three days I walked and I flew, and I got lost I don't know how many times. I never found my friends. And I began to doubt I ever would. And wonder if I shouldn't try to find a Horcrcux, but had no idea how to, so I kept looking for my friends. Before I knew it a week went by. I went into one them out-door spots type stores and was able to act like a Hermes kid and steal a sleeping bag, a knapsack, small tent and a couple of flashlights. I was able to do that, because the only one working at the time was a teenage girl who was in the back on a cell phone arguing with what I took as her boyfriend. I snuck in another store a few blocks from that one and took some snake food: chips, cakes and candy bars. And some bottle water. I also went in a store and got a hold of some clothes, so I could change. I didn't want to press my luck so that was the only things I got a hold of. I went back into the woods to search out my friends, I flew here and there, sitting up my little tent at night, barely sleeping hoping I didn't get caught. After just two days I was starting getting attacked by monster after monster, one time I barely escaped a Hydra, I tried to fight it, but with no way to make fire I shocked it with lightning and took off.

I wondered if I would be better off just going back to camp, but without any money for a plane ticket back to New York I had no way to get there. I doubted very much I could fly, even with taking a lot of breaks. The iPhone I took from the Nymph did nothing to help. I knew no one, but Sirius and Sally who had a phone, and I wasn't calling them. Sirius was a good guy, if I asked I might be able to get him to owl me money for a plane ticket or even a porkey, but how would I explain to the guy whose been like an uncle or big brother to me, that I needed a way home because I abounded his son after I tried to fry him with a lightning-bolt. Yeah, he would like that. So I just kept looking for my friends or trying to figure out myself where a Horcrux was. I saw why Nico wanted Harry there now; and why Harry wanted Nico to help so much. Harry understood Voldemort and that in its self was creepy, and Nico, well he was a son of Hades no more needed to say there.

It started to rain a lot after a big storm we had got. I was stuck staying inside my tent, bored out of my mind and nothing to do. I took to playing games on the nymph's iPhone and watching the new videos that was posted of Harry, which got fewer and fewer, as we got more rainy days, I guess the nymphs wouldn't find Harry's tent interesting. I tried to use the newest videos to see if I could tell where they are. But it was impossible.

I took a break one day from thinking about Harry, I felt too bad for what I did and started instead to thinking about Ginny. We had been fighting a lot lately, ever since I admitted to Reyna kissing me on Mount Tam. I hadn't kissed her back, not really, but Ginny still got mad. We made up, but then she went to see her family and I went back to camp, not long after that the Amazons showed up at camp offer their help in the war. And Reyna and I got close. I started to get confused. As I spent time with her and I even kissed her a few times. I have known Reyna since I was a little kid. We even lived on the streets together, along with her sister Hylla, but then when I was ten they ran off and left me so they could join Circe on some island. I was left to fend for myself until a cop took me to a boy's home; I ran away from there when I was fifteen. Not long after that Thalia found me and took me to camp. I was resentful toward them at first. Toward Hylla and Reyna for leaving me. But after spending so much time with her, I started to have feelings for her, at least I thought I did. Then Mrs. Weasley allowed Ginny and Ron to come visit camp for a few days, Ginny noticed how close Reyna and I seemed, and I admitted to her I had feelings for the both of them. Ginny was hurt and I felt bad for hurting her, but I couldn't help my feelings. Before she had left camp she told me I needed to make up my mind. Who I wanted her or Reyna. I didn't know what to do. But even though we had been fighting she wanted me to come to her brother's wedding, it meant a lot to her if I came. I did and we had a good time, I saw how beautiful she looked; when I first got there I still hadn't made up my mind Reyna or Ginny. Then when the wedding was attacked I had to push Ginny out of the way of a killing curse, and at almost losing her, I knew right then she was the one I wanted. I wanted Ginny. I needed Ginny, I was in love with Ginny. Not Reyna, my feelings for her was a crush I guess is how to explain it. My feelings for Ginny was love. I had planned to tell her so, but then we were risked away by Nico. I think it was one of the reasons I have been in a bad mood. I didn't get to tell her. Now what if I never do. What if I never get to tell Ginny I was sorry for even looking at Reyna. I wanted her and only her. If I knew the way to Hogwarts from here I would march right there and tell her. I would walk right into the castle and swap Ginny off her feet. Maybe even run away with her. But I didn't know how to get there.

It was the middle of the second week, I was lying in my tent resting after I had just fought two monsters and barely escaped. My side was killing me and my head hurt, from where I had been bashed in the head. So, I was lying in my tent my eyes closed and trying to rest when I was suddenly startled by a hand grabbing my ankle and pulled me out of the tent. I looked up to see Fenrir Greyback sneering down at me. His claw like fingernails digging into my skin. Behind him stood five Death Eaters and someone else that I couldn't see standing in the shadows, with four of wolves standing around him. I kicked his hand off me and jumped to my feet.

"If it isn't the Dark Lord's little brother." Greybeck sneered. I felt anger flow through me.

"He is not my brother!" I yelled and flipped my coin into a sword and swung at him. He laughed when it went right through him.

"Did you forget what I am." Greyback laughed. I ducked a blow from his hand and brought the end of my sword up and knocked him in the head. He stumbled back and a Death Eater pulled out a wand and started firing spells at me, I dodged, ducked and rolled out of the way, then came back up and cut him across the leg, he cried out and dropped to his knees, and got him in the arm, then knocked him out with the handle of my sword.

The other Death Eaters started firing spells, I turned my sword into a javelin and knocked them spells away, the wolves by the guy near by were howling, but the man in the shadows wouldn't let them come forward.

I used my javelin to block, spells, curses and jinx throw at me, I also called down some lightning and hit two of the Death Eaters. They went flying across the forest where they hit trees, fell to the ground and moved no more. I got hit by a few spells, none that was very damaging, all but the one that put a large gash across my shoulder, and I was now bleeding pretty bad. Then a spell knocked my javelin out of my hands. I raised my arm and tried to take off flying, but a spell hit me knocking me out of the air, I hit the ground, I hadn't gone over my shock and the wind being knocked out of me when...

"Crucio"

My screams echoed across the woods, as wolves howled, and Death Eaters laughed: My bones felt as if they were on fire. I was too busy forcing on the pain and writhing on the ground to notice the wolves and the man with them walk up to me.

"That will do." The voice said. I looked up to see none other than Lycaon standing over me.

"I don't listen to filthy half-breeds, like you." The Death Eater sneered.

"No, but the Dark Lord does not wish him killed just yet." Lycaon said, calmly, the comment about him being a filthy half-breed did not seem to effect him in any way. "Would you like to be the one to tell him you over did it and killed Jason Grace." The Death Eater glared at him, but backed off anyway.

I suddenly felt myself being lifted up off the ground and held up by my throat, I was so weak and in so much pain I couldn't even bring my hands up to try to pull his hand away.

"Tell me, Jason Grace, where can I find Piper McLean." He said. I barely opened my eyes to look at him. He wanted Piper, but she was pregnant. She was in no condition to fight him.

"I don't know." I choked out. "And if I did I wouldn't tell you." He tilted his head to the side.

"Pity." He dropped me and stepped back. "One of you see if you can get him to change his mind." A Death Eater stepped forward and I was once again screaming out in pain. After what seemed like forever the Death Eater stopped and Lycaon knelt next to me.

"Now, I ask once again, son of Zeus, where is Piper McLean?" Lycaon demanded.

"I'm not telling you." I said.

"So you do know." Lycaon demanded.

"I'm not telling you that either." I said. Lycaon growled and took his paw like hands, and raked crossed my chest with his claws. I cried out and grabbed it. I could feel the blood pouring out of the cuts.

"Tell me where she is!" he demanded. I raised my head as much as I could, reach wasn't much and looked him in the eye.

"No." I said, before my head dropped back down and my eyes closed. Lycaon growled in anger, and since he could not kill me, he jumped up and took it out on the Death Eater nearest to him, I opened my eyes in time to see a bloody mess of a body fall to the ground dead. I closed my eyes wishing they would just kill me and get it over with, it would be better than the pain going through my body.

"No biting." I heard Lycaon say. I didn't understand why he would say that, or what he was talking about until I heard paws running my way and growling. I opened my eyes to see two of the wolves with Lycaon coming at me with claws, I screamed as I was attacked, clawed, and everything but bite. It lasted about seven minutes until Lycaon called them back. He walked back up to me and kicked me over on my back with his foot.

"Are you going to tell me now." He demanded.

"You're just going to have to kill me." I said. "Because no matter what you do. I'm not ratting out my friends." Lycaon grunted. He stepped back and nodded to a Death Eater, and one stepped forward and pointed their wand at me. But I blacked out from all the pain before I knew what happened.

Next thing I knew I was waking up to pain going through my body, I was lying in a dark room on a cold stone floor, and somewhere above me I heard the sound of a sheet ripping.

"I can't believe they did this to him." A familiar voice said. I groaned as someone lifted me gently and then cried out couple times, as another person wrapped a cloth around my chest and ribs. I already had one around my arm, shoulder and leg.

"You're hurting him." The familiar voice said. I knew, I knew the one talking, it was a girl, and somehow hearing her voice made me feel safe. Like she wouldn't let them hurt me anymore. I was embarrassed for thinking that, but I was in so much pain. I felt like crying but it hurt too much. I was ashamed, here I was a son of the king of gods and I couldn't even defeat a few Death Eaters and wolves.

"Would you rather he lay here and bleed." Another familiar voice said, this one dreamy. The other voice didn't say anything. As I moaned again as the person laid me back down. I shivered it was cold where ever I was.

"Mr. Ollivander, would you hand me that other sheet please." The dreamy voice asked. I heard movement, I wanted to open my eyes to see what was happening, and where I was, but couldn't move, not even my eyelids; it hurt too much and I was in too much pain. But a second later the girl with the dreamy voice was covering me up with a sheet.

"Oh, gods, do you think he will live?" Demanded the other voice, the familiar voice that made me feel safe. "Gods he better live or they'll all be sorry." The voice sounded like it was trying not to cry. I wanted to assure whoever it was that I was okay, it would take more than a couple of Death Eaters and werewolves to kill this son of Zeus, but I couldn't so much as move a finger.

"I thought you said he was with Percy?" The voice demanded. "And the others."

"He was." Answered the dreamy voice. "I saw him shadow traveled away with them myself."

"Yeah, Well, I like Nico and everything, but he never seemed too trustworthy." The voice said.

"Nico wouldn't just hand Jason over to Death Eaters, Thalia." The dreamy voice said, losing some of the dreamy and sounding a little more angry. Wait a minute, Thalia?

"Of course you wouldn't believe Nico wouldn't do something like that." Thalia snapped.

"What about the others. Are you saying Percy or Annabeth would hand him over." Dreamy voice demanded. "And Harry, Hazel, and Piper were all with them."

"Oh gods." Thalia cried. "You don't think they were...killed and him took."

"No, they probably just got separated somehow and he was captured." Dreamy voice said.

"I hope so." Thalia said. "I hope they...not like my hunters."

I ignored the pain and forced my eyes open. I looked around, the best I could with my head lying on the stone floor. I was in a cell, in what looked like a dungeon, over in one corner was an old man who looked accident, with wild gray hair and creepy silvery eyes. In the other corner was a guy lying on the floor, he wasn't moving and looked to be in even worse shape than I was. He had most his hair gone and half his beard. If it wasn't for that he would look something like a lion. I took a breath and winced in pain then turned my attention on the two girls above me. The two with familiar voices. And when I looked and saw who they were I suddenly knew why they sounded familiar and why one made me feel safe.

On the right side of me, her long dirty blonde hair tangled and matted with dirt and blood. She wore the same brightly colored robes she had on at Bill Weasley's wedding, but now it was covered with so much dirt and grim it lost the brightness, even had some blood on it. She was looking at me with her silver-gray eyes and even though she was kidnapped and locked in a cell at only the gods knew where Luna Lovegood was yet to lose the dreamy look from her face.

"Hello, Jason." She greeted me. I turned my head from the left to look on the other side, and sitting there her sky blue eyes full worry and concern, was my sister Thalia she tried to smile down at me, and took my hand gently in one of hers and ran her other hand through my hair.

I frowned at how she looked I did not know how long my older sister had been here, but her black hair was no longer spiked and was lying flat all over her head. It even looked to have grown out a little bit, she wore what the hunters usually wore in the winter time, and it was all dirty and tore, she had dried up blood on her face that was so old it had turned brown and a cut was on her left cheek that was almost healed. And the tiara was missing from her head.

"Where..." I choked out. "Where...are...we?"

"We are in the dungeon of Malfoy Mannar." Luna said.

"How...how long have you all been here?" I asked. Thalia moved to sit behind me and gently lifted me up, then laid my head in her lap.

"Mr. Scrimheour over there." Luna pointed at the unmoving figure in the corner. "Has been here since he became Ministry."

"What?" I asked. "But we saw him at the Ministry, Hazel and I, we...when..."

"That was not the real Rufus Scrimgeour." Luna explained. "It was a Death Eater under Pollyjuice potion. Mr. Scrimgeour as never acted as Ministry, which is how it was so easy for the Death Eaters and Tom to take over the Ministry so easy and so fast. They've only kept him alive because they needed his hairs for the potion, but I guess that won't have to keep pretending to be him for too much longer."

I frowned thinking about how long that man has been here. No wonder he wasn't moving. I moaned as pain shot through my chest and Thalia tightened her hold on my hand.

"Mr. Ollivaner has been her two months." Luna said. "I was captured at Bill's wedding, right after you guys left. They took me because of what my dad as been writing in his magazine. Telling people to cheer Harry on and not just back down but stand up and fight the Death Eaters and Tom. They wanted to shut my dad up. Mr. Ollivander was taken because Tom is trying to get information on a powerful wand, but all Mr. Ollivander knew was the myth and different names the wand has been called."

I turned to my sister.

"How..."

"Since either the end of January or start of February." She said. "Lady Artemis sent me and some of the Hunters to London searching for a werewolf named Greyback. We..." Thalia blinked away some tears. "We got attacked by Greyback, wolves, Lycaon and a dozen earth-bron and Death Eaters,...they killed all of my hunters but me and...I was hurt, and next thing I knew I was waking up here with that lion looking dude." Thalia gave up holding back her tears and let them fall. "They were some of the best hunters we had. Phoebe had been our best healer. Lady Artemis and the other hunters don't even know I'm here or I would have been saved by now, they think me and the hunters are still hunting down Greyback. They only left me alive because their master." Thalia made a face. "Wants to save us to last then kill us in front of Zeus, before killing him and become king of the gods." She wiped her tears. "Like that will happen, here is no way he'll beat Zeus. I think he's so big headed that he has forgotten his not a god."

Even though it caused me pain I squeezed her hand trying to comfort her. I decided then and there that the Death Eaters were't wizards, they weren't even human in my books, they were nothing more than monster every one of them. When I get my strength back I will come up with a way to get us all out of here. I needed to get out of her. I still had to tell Ginny I wanted her. That she was the one I love.

"Ginny," I moaned, as the pain once again knocked me out.

A.N. Hope that chapter was good, I thought I would show Jason thoughts after that fight first; and about the wolves or werewolves scratching him, I figured he wouldn't tun into one just by the scratching and it not being a full moon, it was still daylight too. And they found him because he didn't have a wizard to cast any protective charms so anyone could see him. The Nymphs I added because I thought it would be funny, there were some of the same ones Piper fought with in my last story. Again sorry that this chapte wasn't as long as mine usually are, but I needed to show you what happened to Jason.