Her mothers voice seemed to crack as she spoke again, “If I had known you had magic I would have found a way to teach you… but you just seemed so normal compared to everyone… I’m sorry I didn't do better.”
Ena felt a slight tug making her shadowy soul unstable, the form she’d barely gotten rid of again seeming to want to resurface, “I don't blame you, I don't blame dad, I don't blame anyone. I just wish it didn't feel like you walk on eggshells around me.“
There was silence coming from both of them before Ena spoke up again, “It was nice talking to you mother. I'll call again tomorrow, I know I've been distant, I'll try and fix that. I might also go home for a visit later this month.” She didn't wait for her mother to say anything, hanging up and setting the phone on the table beside the torn up piece of paper.
In the hall staring down at her Enaya had her arms crossed, “Not that I care, but-”
“Then don't say anything.” Ena interrupted before the corpse could finish speaking.
“Of course.” Her smile grinned wider, “Will we see the child today? Going to teach him? Is that why you've been calling so many today?”
“We might see him today, if we do I will teach him some basics… show him different people, other mutants with other abilities. And then we’ll see how well he can copy.” She mentioned this as she opened the door to her room, “It's almost time to head to work now, you should get ready.”
Enaya nodded and headed back to the room, talking loud enough for her to hear, “What was yesterday's letter? I know it was Hades, but what for?”
Hearing her pry on the subject, she wondered what Enaya had been off doing instead of seeing things herself through the orb, “A favor.” She summarized, using telepathy instead of yelling, “He needed something done and I did it. He asked about Altivo and you, that's about it.” The link they used for long distances, but one that would remain in their surface thoughts.
She preferred talking like a normal conversation most of the time. But keeping a conversation going with Enaya was both tedious and annoying.
“Did you see anyone else?” Enaya questioned, putting pressure on her question.
“What makes you think that?” Ena asked back, feeling she was prying into something more.
Enaya hummed and continued to change her clothes, “Someones been watching us… I can't tell who. But I feel their glare burning into me… Altivo has also not gotten out of his bed like usual.”
Ena had been too concerned with the call to notice any of that. Yet once Enaya pointed it out she realized last night was much quieter than usual considering the place normally had strays barking at every hour of the day, “I saw Ares last night as well… I called him a dog.”
Corpse snickered, “That sounds accurate.” she knelt down next to Altivo, petting his head urging him to come out, “Maybe that's why the good boy is so still.”
Ena went into the room looking over at her, “Can you take a guess in which direction they might be looking from?”
Enaya pointed in a direction, “I’ll stay with the good boy a little longer before I leave… call if you need help.”
Ena hummed, and moved in the direction. Searching for something out of place. For prying eyes, what she didn't expect was to see a woman calmly sitting and having a cup of coffee. Ena stood behind the woman, seeing the magic emanating from her yet unable to recognize her.
“Have a seat.” The woman said, slowly turning and looking at Ena who had made sure the common people couldn't see her. Gazes were thrown at the woman however, as it appeared she was talking to herself, “I heard you called my son a dog.”
Ena realizing who it was sat down, “Hello Hera-”
“Don’t hello me.” She snapped, “You're not the only reason I'm here today.” she looked down at her cup, taking a sip, “Behind you, the woman with the red sweater.”
Ena turned and saw the woman she referred to talking with another rather young lady, “what about her… slept with Zeus?” Ena taunted her slightly, having heard a lot about her from Hades and his wife.
Hera chuckled, “You make me sound like a jealous bitch… She wrote an article about me, makes me look bad. I’d get rid of her myself but… why don't you do it for me?”
Ena sighed, she knew that Hera's wrath was one she didn't want to see faced towards her. What people said about her be it mortals or not, wasn’t that far fetched from what sat across from her. Turning and walking behind the woman Hera had so kindly mentioned, Ena wrapped her hands around the woman's head before quickly twisting it/ Letting her fall onto the table dead.
Hera smiled slightly, quickly fixing her composure, “Now back to my son. He was guarding a box. Where is it?”
“Hades has it.” Ena told her, standing next to the table still unable to be seen by anyone. Not that they would take much notice of her given the commotion she started.People calling an ambulance and checking the poor girl's vitals.
“Get it for me.” Hera told her having cut straight to the chase before taking another sip of her drink.
“I can't.” Ena stated, moving back on her seat, “If Hades has it he won't make it easy to find like you have.”
Hera glared at her, rolling her eyes and setting her empty cup down, “I know what you can and can't do soul. You will get that box and bring it back to me.”
As much as Ena valued her existence, even if it wasn't much she didn't break loyalty. Hades and Persephone had been her only source of comfort since her death, she wouldnt bite the hands that let her out of the underworld. And while this loyalty might eventually wither, it was certainly never for Hera, “I won't be doing that.” she said, “Don’t take this the wrong way Hera, I fear and respect you, but I won't be picking a fight with Hades.”