She paced back and forth muttering madly to herself, that wretched goddess had actually hit her. Her! The Queen of Olympus, she would pay for that. The sound of someone approaching had her calming herself down and taking a seat in her throne. Thankfully hers hadn't been on that had been destroyed in the fight her pathetic grandsons had lost.
Speaking of the fools, Deimos stopped in front of her bowing, "Grandmother, father requests an audience with you."
"So?" she asked bored. Deimos looked at her confused.
"I am sorry, I don't understand."
She looked down on him in disgust, "If your father wants to see me he should have sent someone less...disappointing."
He cringed looking away from her, "I know I failed, but I will get her if given another oppurtunity."
She rose and without hesitation slapped him so hard across the face he went sprawling, "Why would I give you another oppurtunity to screw things up?"
"I am sorry, please one more chance and I will prove myself to you," he begged staying where he had landed his face laying directly on the floor.
"Tell your father if he wants to see me he had better find a better messanger," she approached him and placed her slippered foot on the back of his head digging it harder into the ground, "If I see you on Olympus again I will throw you off of this mountain with so much force even Vulcan will sit higher than you." She lifted her foot and sat back on her throne, Deimos scambled to his feet, his face contorted in rage but knowing he didn't have any power turned and stormed out of the room.
Hera sighed, she was surrounded my incompetence every where she turned, if not for her nothing would ever get accomplished. Hey eyes fell on Hestia who had ignored the entire encounter, as for her.
"Hestia release Phobos," she said dangerously. The other goddess continued to ignore her fixated on the flames dancing in front of her. Hera screamed and, using her telekenisis, lifted Athena's throne from where it sat in pieces hurling it directly at Hestia. It slammed into an invisible wall before shattering to the floor. Hera hated that goddess with everything in her, nothing could harm the Goddess of the Hearth and getting Phobos back from her was going to be harder than it should have been.
"What happened here?" a cool voice asked, Hera turned to see Hermes lesiruley leaning against the archeway.
"Go away Trickster, there is nothing for you here," she said turning her back on him. A flap of wings and he was floating in front of her.
"No you may not have anything I want, but...." he let his voice trail off.
"But what you pest?" she asked swatting at him as he darted out of reach.
"I know where it is," he smiled at her, she stopped trying to throttle him and looked at him cautiously, Hermes had a way of fooling even her.
"How could you possibly know where it is?" she asked skeptically.
"Well because I helped to hide it of course."
Hera began pacing, if Hermes knew where Hekate's Blood Ring was she may actually be able to get that witch to learn her place.
"Where is it?" she asked as she spun back to him.
"Now where is the fun in that?" he asked shaking his head.
"How about the fun is I don't rip off your wings while you are flying?" she snarled.
"Nope that's not gonna work and you know it," he flapped his wings flying even higher away from her as though he was going to leave.
"Fine!" she blurted out, "How do I find it?"
"Look where no one else would," he said studying his nails as though she had bored him.
"What kind of riddle is that?" she asked annoyed.
"A one liner," he smiled mischiviously at her, with a flap of his wings he was up and out of the throne room.
"Damn, he was always a nussiance now he has become a problem," she made her way out of the throne room, she had a prisoner to visit.
"Zeus," she said sweetly as she exited her portal and made her way towards a massive cell. No answer came and she stepped a little closer to the cell door, "Zeus I really don't have time to deal with your pouting today I have things to do." Still no answer came, she stepped up to the bars and a flash of lightening was her only warning before her husbands large hands reached through the bars and enveloped her throat squeezing just hard enough to make getting air a challenge. She smiled letting him get a little of his frustration out before she used her magick and threw him against the wall.
"Enough Zeus, tell me where the Blood Stone Ring is," she rubbed her neck knowing he had left a mark.
The large god, stood up to his full hight, his icy blue stare flashed at her, his unkempt hair and long beard making him look like more of a vagabond than a god.
"I wouldn't tell you even if I knew traitor," he spit at her feet. She lifted her hand and slammed him into the wall behind her causing the entire cell to rattle. Normally she never would have been able to throw him around like this but in Tartarus the prisoners where branded and there magick sealed inside them, it only showed how storng he was that he was able to summon his lightening at all.
"Enough games Zeus, you lost your throne to our son just as it was prophecied, now tell me where Hekate's ring is."
"So he is still trying to make her his queen is he?" Zeus asked struggling against her, "It will never come to pass."
She growled and threw him at the wall again, "The Morai have spoken, she will be his queen. Now where is the ring?"
Zeus smiled, "Even if I wanted to tell you, I couldn't. Hekate made sure anyone who knew where it had gone would lose that memory."
"Not everyone, Hermes seems to know where it is."
Zeus barked out a laugh that only infuriated her more and she threw him against either side of his cell like a ragdoll.
"I will have that ring, and she will marry Ares, mark me Zeus," she dropped her magick and he crumpled to the floor.
"I still love you Hera," his voice was weak but it followed her as she turned and made herself march away from him. If he had loved her once she may have felt pity for him, but he never truly loved her and now all she wanted was for him to suffer all the embarassment he had made her suffer. She would find the ring, Ares would marry his queen and take his throne and she would finally get her true revenge on her unfaithful husband.