OMG I'm Sorry! I forgot about the story. For those of you that can forgive me, please do and for those that can't... I don't blame you at all. Well, for those of you that read this, thank you. I know this isn't going to make up for anything, but I still hope you enjoy it. I'm still open for any ideas! Thanks.

Nico's POV

"Wow, you have had a rough life Harry." This Voldemort guy didn't sound like someone you wanted to mess with, and Harry was # 1 on his list of vengeance.

"Yea, but it sounds like you guys had it pretty hard too. Kronos doesn't sound like someone you want to mess with."

"Got that right!" Percy said. He would know.

Thalia went with Annabeth and Hermione while Percy went with Ron. I supposed they were going to get beat with questions. That left me and Harry.

"So…" I started awkwardly, "want to show me something with your wand?"

Harry seemed happy too. "Expecto Patronum!"

Suddenly, a flash of bright light came from his wand and a bright white stag circled me, disappearing before I had a chance to outwardly admire it.

My mouth was wide open. "Wow! That was amazing, Harry! What does it do though?"

"It protects wizards from dementors, creatures from the dark that work for Voldemort, though they used to work at Azkaban."

Creatures of the dark? Why haven't I heard about them? "Hm… I'm a son of Hades, lord of the dark and underworld. I wonder if I'd have any power over them…"

Harry shivered. "I don't think I'd want to find out. They steal your soul, suck it right out of you. Not pleasant."

"Well, want me to show you something now?"

He looked at me. "Sure."

"Ok, just don't freak out, that's the reaction I get from most!"

I lifted my hands, concentrating even more than normal because we were at Camp and I had to fight the enchantments placed around its borders. Harry gasped. Four skeletal people were standing right in between us. Looking at Harry, I could tell it took all his willpower not to lift his wand for defense.

"They're… they're dead." Harry stupidly commented.

"Hades is the Lord of the Dead. Don't worry, they won't hurt you." I threw my hands down while the dead sank into fire then clasped my hands together to close the wound in the earth.

"Cool, right?"

Harry was staring at me. "Creepy."

I sighed, knowing he was right.

Then he looked at me again. "You could really be useful in this upcoming war. I mean, calling the dead is something that no sane wizard would even attempt, but Voldemort and his Death Eaters aren't exactly sane."

I smiled. "Well, then maybe it'll be the dead wizards vs. dead soldiers at some point. Awesome!"

We walked for a while around camp. I really missed this place while I was gone. It was like a second home (first being the Underworld)

There was silence between us, but then Harry said, "Our first battle with the wizards might be tomorrow. Neville, another wizard that came here with us, was given an order by Malfoy," he said the name with disgust, like if it were a snake, "and he denied it. So Malfoy threatened to come get me and Percy by force. In three days (this was two days ago) he would come. As I already said, you're power could come in handy against the Death Eaters."

I laughed at the name Death Eaters. "So they thing they can eat death? Ha, I'd like to see them try! I'm in!"

Nevilles POV

Today was the day. Malfoy was going to come and kill me… or worse, he'd send Bellatrix Lastrange to torture me, just like she did my parents.

I looked around at all the sleeping Apollo kids around me. Some of them were actual brother and sister, but most of them were only connected by their godly parent, Apollo. They all knew what we had to face today; we'd told all the cabins. We told them that it would most likely be us against a ton of Death Eaters.

But I hoped it wouldn't be that bad. Maybe it would just be Malfoy and… no. I knew better than to think that. It would be as many as Malfoy could recruit.

I didn't know exactly what we were going to go through today, but I knew one thing: They couldn't get Harry, or Percy.

And I was ready to die to make sure they wouldn't.

Percy's POV

Everyone was preparing for a surprise attack, in hopes that it wouldn't be… well, much of a surprise.

I asked Harry if he thought Voldemort would be here. "No," he had said. "Like Krono's, he's just not strong enough yet."

I didn't let anyone know, but I was relieved beyond relieve. I knew Kronos wouldn't be there, either, though there might be some monsters, assuming the two really were working together.

I couldn't tell the time, but I knew they had to be coming soon. The campers were finishing up the preparations waiting anxiously; I think feeling excited to fight these Death Eaters.

Nico definitely was. The energy was practically bursting from him.

And I had to admit I was a bit excited, too. But Harry and the other wizards looked a little grave. Especially Neville.

"You ok, Neville? I promise we won't let you die."

I put my hand on his shoulder in reassurance, and he looked at me, a hint of a smile breaking though, though it would've been sad.

"Thanks," he said, gratefully. "I'm afraid… I know Bellatrix is going to be here. I can't think of any reason she wouldn't…"

"Oh." I know it sounded stupid, but there wasn't much else I could say.

"Yea. Just watch out for her, ok?"

I didn't even know what she looked like, but I nodded.

I walked over to Annabeth and whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Never been more ready." Her voice was determined, and if glares could kill, I'm sure hers would.

Suddenly, we heard a small pop, in the woods, and laughter that made my skin crawl.

"Good." I answered, sword up, ready to kick some evil butt.

The whole camp immediately silenced.

From out of the woods came a group of about 20 Death Eaters. Only 20? I was expecting more.

"Well, well, well. Looks like Longbottom was right." Though he didn't sound disappointed about it.

Harry sneered next to me. "Malfoy, there's no way you're getting to Neville, or anyone else here, because you're outnumbered."

Then, I heard the sound of a woman laughing and it sent shivers down my spine. "Wooks like Wittle Potter thinks we came alone." Then she came forward, and somehow I could tell this was the one who had tortured Nevilles parents, and murdered Sirius. I already felt the anger coming on.

I could tell it took all of Harrys discipline not to make a dastardly mistake, though his voice was shaking with anger when he screamed, "Bellatrix Lestrange, I'll kill you if it's the last thing I do, I swear it! You murdered Sirius, you coward!"

Nevilles fists balled. "Not if I get to you first!" His voice was full of anger and terror and sadness.

She laughed that spine shivering laugh. "Longbottom." She smiled evilly. "You're parents were—"

"Don't you dare mention my parents, Bellatrix!" he screamed. He was shaking so bad it seemed like he was having a seizure. Tears poured down his face.

"Oh, but they were so pure, so honest, Neville, like you! That just made it all the more enjoyable, breaking their spirits and crushing their minds and sanity… I bet it was hard for you to learn that your own parents had forgotten about their one and only son—"

"ENOUGH!" Neville screamed. He charged.

She lifted her wand. "Let the battle begin! Crucio!

There was a scream from far away and all Hell broke loose. Greek monsters poured out of the woods, attacking campers left and right.

Neville and Harry took on Lestrange and I figured I should help, but Thalia looked like she need help, and I figured if anyone was going to battle that women, it should be them.

"Thalia!" That distracted both the Death Eater enough so that Thalia could slash him with her sword. Blood started spilling from his side and he cursed doubled over in pain, but he wasn't dead. Through gritted teeth, he pointed his sword at me and screamed "Crucio!

"No!" Thalia screamed. She ran toward me, but it was too late.

The curse had hit me.

Fred's POV (WE MISS YOU!)

This is awesome!

Greek monsters were a lot more fun to fight than the Death Eaters. Especially when they were stupid, like the Minotaur we were fighting, me and my brother.

The Stoll brothers had given us each a sword with Celestial Bronze on it. Those guys were amazing! They thought of the best pranks. (Well, besides us)

Anyways, the Minotaur only knew how to charge in one general direction: Forward

I took off the red jacket I had on. "Hey bull-head, over here!"

He turned, steam coming out of his snout. He sprinted toward me, but I picked up my wand and yelled "tantallegra!" and the Minotaur started dancing around, looking mad and completely confused.

It was hilarious!

Barely able to contain his laughter, George said "Nice one Fred!"

We left the Minotaur to in dancing mode to go battle another one of these amazing creatures

Percy's POV

Pain. Pain worse than I've ever experienced. My whole body felt as though Zeus had struck me with 10 bolts of lightning. Someone was screaming, but I think it might've been me. Thalia was running to me in slow motion with Annabeth. Someone in the distance was screaming my name. The battle didn't matter anymore, if only the pain would go away. Then Thalia got mad at the man who had cursed me. A strike of lightning and I could breathe again!

I sat up, breathing heavily, and everything was up to speed again. Annabth ran to me and Thalia followed right behind. My face felt wet.

Was I… was I crying?

Yes, I was. This is embarrassing.

"Oh my gods Percy are you ok?"

"I thought you were… you were…"

She didn't seem to be able to get the word out, but I told her I was fine and that the camp needed us right now. She didn't look reassured but agreed. "Just be careful, Seaweed Brain, ok?"

"Same to you Wise Girl."

Thalia looked at me. We were behind the fighters and everyone was busy doing something.

"I thought you had died. These guys are strong, Percy. I have no doubt they've already killed some of the campers." She shivered. "You should go help—"

A collect of gasps rang through the groups as we saw zombies rising from the ground.

Thalia and I both looked in horror.

"Nico couldn't have raised that many dead." Thalia commented, face paled.

"Great. We don't even know which ones are on our team. They all look the same!"

Nico's POV

This was about to get 10 times better! I was in a non-fighting zone, concentrating on raising as many of the dead as I possibly could, which I knew wouldn't be many, but they'd still do some serious butt- whipping, no doubt.

Just as I was about to open the cracks in the ground all over the fighting area, I heard and evil laugh behind me, and I could tell it was a Death Eater.

"So, little half-blood, you're going to raise the dead, are you?" I turned to face a man a little taller than me in a black hood. "Well, two can play at that game!"

He laughed maniacally as he rose his wand, pointed it toward the ground, and as soon as a shot of light came out of his wand, I opened the cracks. The dead rose up out of the ground like nothing I've ever seen. People and monsters alike (that would include the Death Eaters) jumped back, some in terror, some in wonderment, and some in shock.

The man laughed. You can't control my dead, just as I can't control yours. I would blast you to bits right now, but I think it'd be fun to watch how the dead solve their issues, assuming they'll never be completely destroyed. Don't you?"

Third Person

The dead were battling each other, and by the Ancient Law of Summons (that whoever summoned the dead was the only one that could control them on earth), Hades could do nothing, just sit at his throne and watch the dead from his Kingdom fight, and worry about his son.

Poseidon was angry. Someone had hurt Percy, but because wizards were involved there was nothing he could do.

In fact, all the gods were mad! The nerve of those wizards, to come fight them on their own territory! But there was nothing anyone could do: a pact made many centuries ago with the wizards. Stupid pacts, they all thought. But they all knew better than to break it, considering what happened last time they broke and oath. Not good. So, it was all up to their children now…

Back at the battle, the dead were battling. They knew who's side they were on, considering Nico and the Death Eater were controlling them in the background. The living weren't going to fight them if they didn't have too.

Annabeth and Thalia were battling a Death Eater, being very careful not to get hit by one of the spells.

Fred and George were having fun battling the various Greek monsters along with the Stoll brothers (I feel bad for the monsters…!)

Ron and Hermione had been battling anyone they possibly could in hopes that this battle would end soon.

Percy, meanwhile, was trying to find Harry, Bellatrix and Neville. He couldn't let anything happen to Harry or Neville and he hadn't seen any sign of them in the past 15 minutes… Bellatrix wasn't someone you wanted to mess with.

Nevilles POV

Harry and I were doing great. We were overpowering her, in fact. It was the greatest feeling I've ever had.

Bellatrix was on the ground, unarmed and there was even a look of true terror on her face. "I don't think Voldemort will be very happy with you, Lestrange, after finding out about this, will he?" I said, almost hysterical. "We beat you." I knew I was anxious. For revenge, for satisfaction, for years of worrying about the same person who'd killed my parents to disappear. After Harry had learned what happened, he knew I should be the one to kill her, even though he wasn't too thrilled: he'd wanted revenge too. So why couldn't I just spit the Killing Curse out? She deserved nothing less!

Lestrange smiled like… like she was daring me. "You have me unarmed, I'm on the ground, I'm defeated. You're parents were cowards, they refused to use an Unforgivable Curse on me, and that led to their demise." She laughed. "Prove you're stronger than them, Neville, prove you aren't merciful—"

Harry interrupted "You don't deserve mercy. Neville, you know that as much as I do!"

I knew he was right; this woman deserved nothing from me but pain! But I hesitated. Would my parents be proud of me if I had used an Unforgivable Curse to kill someone, when I knew they wouldn't ever?

"No!" Harry screamed. In my thoughts, I hadn't noticed that Lestrange had moved to where she could reach her wand. Her laughter rang in my ears.

She gave me a look of pure successes. For her. "I knew it! Your parents were weak and merciful, and you're no better." Then it turned to a look of pure hatred. Luckily I knew what was going to happen a split second before it did. Unluckily, so did Harry. It all happened at the same time. I ducked, Harry ran in front of me, and Bellatrix screamed the Cruciatus Curse.

"Harry!" He was writhing in agonizing pain, but he somehow managed not to scream which amazed me.

Before I could get my wand up, Bellatrix screamed "Locomotor Mortis!" My legs bound together and I fell, my face facing the ground.

Lestrange laughed yet again. I gave her a look that could've melted ice. "I would kill little Potter now, but I have a feeling the Dark Lord wants that job. But the Dark Lord doesn't care about you, now does he Neville?"

I growled. "So you're going to kill me, just like Malfoy wanted?"

A twisted, crazed smile pasted on her face, and I knew she wasn't going to kill me. Yet.

"Oh no Longbottom, I have something much better in mind."

Percy's POV

Uh-oh. I found them, but Harry was writhing in pain. I shivered, no doubt that he had gotten struck by that awful curse. Neville was lying next to Harry, obviously not in pain, but I could tell he was struggling to move his legs.

I took out Riptide and made my way to them as quickly as I could without attracting any monsters or Death Eaters attention. I promised Neville I wouldn't let him die, and remembering my broken promise to Nico, I wasn't gonna let it happen again.

I could hear Bellatrix laughing as I saw Harry rising, clutching his head. Before either of them could react, two ropes shot out of her wand and wrapped themselves around Harry and Neville, allowing her to drag them towards the woods. Harry was too weak to resist and the attempts he did try failed, as they did with Neville.

"NO!" I screamed, barging toward them, Riptide ready to strike. I was 5 feet away when (the ropes aren't attached to the wand) she looked, laughed and pointed her wand at me. Ropes swirled around me, just as they had with Harry and Neville, tightening around my waist. Almost a moment after that, Riptide flew from my hand.

Great. Now I have nothing to defend myself with.

"I must be very popular today! All three of you. I think the Dark Lord will be pleased with my success."

"Let them go. I'm the one Voldemort wants!" Harry said.

"Wrong, Potter." She walked over to me and I gave her a glare that I hoped didn't show how terrified I really was. "Jackson is also wanted, by both the Dark Lord and Kronos, who've formed a temporary alliance, but in the end, we all know who'll prevail."

Neville, Harry and I simultaneously said, "Neither!"

Lestrange just smiled that creepy smile of hers that made my hair stand on its ends. She then tugged the ropes, signaling it was time to walk.

Luckily, I think we were all thinking the same thing, as much as we hated it.

Follow her, see where she's going to take us, then kick some Death Eater butt.

All the fighting seemed to have died down.

Or maybe it was that we were so far away from it.

We were deep in the woods and I wasn't worried about a monster coming out of anywhere as they were all joined in the fighting.

"Where are you taking us?" Neville asked, his voice shaking a little. He tried to reach for his wand, as did Harry, but to no prevail. I had felt Riptide come back, but I didn't want Bellatrix Lestrange to know that: it was our only chance of any surprise attack.

"You'll see any minute now…" Her tone hadn't made me feel any better.

All of a sudden, Harry gasped in pain, clutching his head. Neville had a look of worry on his face. "No... No, he can't be…" Harry stuttered through his ache.

Neville's face dawned on what he was hearing pretty quickly, as his expression was now one of horror.

I started to realize what was going on when Lestrange growled. "Unfortunately, the Dark Lord is not here. He is too feeble to fight yet, but that doesn't mean he isn't near, Potter, probably nearer than you think…"

"But since he couldn't be here, I've come to carry out the deed for him!" an eerily voice said from behind us. I turned around and growled.

"Luke!" I could just barely tell it was him. He looked old and wrinkly, with eyes almost pitch black. The only way I could tell it was him was his hair.

In other words, this wasn't Luke anymore, even if Krono's hasn't taken over him completely yet.

"Here they are, Luke." She said it with scorn. I had a feeling she hated Luke just as much as I did, but for a completely different reason.

He dismissed her and she grudgingly walked away, muttering. "…stupid…only master…Dark Lord…prevail…"

Neville cringed. "I imagined you… younger."

Luke laughed. It was a bit scary, to be honest. I scowled. "What are you doing here, Luke? Shouldn't you be out serving Kronos, or something?"

"Ah, but I am Percy. As you may know, Voldemort and Krono's have… joined forces, for the time being. So now, I serve both equally. And Voldemort, not strong enough to come here himself, has sent me to do his deeds for him."

Harry was still in pain, but I could tell it had subsided for the time being. "Voldemort's a coward, and so is Kronos."

Luke looked at him strangely. "So you're Harry Potter, the wizard they told me about. You have no right to judge my master, Potter."

"But I do, and that couldn't be farther from the truth." Though I knew it was impossible, I had to try. For Annabeths sake, and for Lukes. "Have you looked in a mirror lately, Luke? Kronos is using you like a puppet! Soon you'll be nothing more than a mind slave for a fallen master. Do you know how I know?" I hesitated, glaring at him with all my anger, all my hatred. "Because your plan failed, Luke. Thalia is on our side, and she'll never turn 16. And me? I'll never let you win."

I was breathing heavily, hoping all the force I put into those words would shake Luke. It was silent. Harry and Neville were watching us intently and Luke and I were eye-locked. I wanted so bad to pull away, but I knew if I did, there was no chance and I'd look weak.

It looked like Luke was about to say something, but at that moment Annabeth, Thalia, Ron and Hermione all came bursting through the trees, wands and swords at the ready.

Third person

Annabeth and Thalia lost composure for a second, but soon regained it. They both knew they had to stay strong. "Luke, what are you doing here?" Annabeth tried to sound intimidating, but her voice shook just a tad.

At the sight of the new group, he smiled evilly, showing his ready-to-rot teeth.

Ew.

"Ah, Annabeth, Thalia and Harry's friends. Come to join the party?"

Ron pointed his wand at Luke. "Let them go." Luke laughed, causing everyone in the new group to cringe. "You think I'm scared of a wooden stick?"

"I could kill you right now, if I wanted too." Ron actually looked as if he was about to, but Annabeth said, "no!" Luke and Ron looked at her, a look of twisted confusion on their faces.

"And why not, Annabeth? I thought you wanted Kronos dead. If he's dead—"

"He'll just find someone else to use." She said it with so much certainty. Luke just laughed. "You always were the smart one, Annabeth."

"Now I think it's time I carry out my plan, don't you?" He took out Backbiter from its sheath. "Bellatrix, it's time," he called out. Everyone looked to see Bellatrix Lesrange walk out from behind us.

She released the ropes around Percy, Neville, and Harry. She then noticed the others, right who had come on their own accord.

"Looks like we got more than we bargained for Luke." She smiled. "This'll be fun."