Greek Aspect/Roman Aspect

Enyo/ Bellona

Ares/ Mars

Aphrodite/ Venus

Zeus/ Jupiter

Hera/ Juno

Enyalius/ Enyalius

The Thorns of Enyo

Preface: Into Eternity

March 15th 44 B.C.

(Julius Caesar has just been assassinated by senators of the Roman Senate.)

(The Greek Gods now reign as their Roman aspects)

Bellona, known as Enyo to the Greeks, was infuriated with her brother-husband Mars for what was surely the hundredth time that week. Known for their fights, the twin war Gods often fought each other in the Arena to sort out their marital issues. One of those issues being chiefly their faithless marriage.

But to Bellona that issue ran deep as he went to Aphrodite to keep company. It would not bother her nearly so much had she not been with child for the second time. Bellona could not help but view his actions as disrespectful towards her honor. How dare he treat her this way! How dare he lie to her to sleep with Aphrodite! She did not have sex with other while pregnant with his child, why could he not do the same?!

Bellona paced the marble floors of her palace while rubbing her growing stomach, thinking of ways to exact her anger upon him. A sudden knock on the door drew her attention.

"Come in." she called.

Enyalius, her oldest child who was nearly a century old, entered the room with his sword strapped to his hip. "Hello, Mother." he bent down from his 6"5" height to kiss her cheek.

"My son," she kissed his forehead and pulled him over to sit with her.

"How was you quest? Were you successful in slaying Charybdis? She could surely not stand against a God..." she trailed off, giving him time to answer.

"I was, Mother. I followed your advice to the letter."

"Have you spoken to Juno as I asked?"

"Yes, she said that she would indeed aid you in giving birth."

"Thank you, my son. I must now speak to your father." Bellona departed from her palace following her words.

Bellona released her hounds to track his scent and followed it to Aphrodite's Palace. Of course. Bellona summoned her shield and threw it at the door, causing the door to fall in on itself.

"Ares, you blubbering fool!" she screamed into the palace.

She followed the sound of moans to another set of doors. She threw the doors open with a wave of her hand and threw a spear at Ares, who was without a shirt.

"How dare you enter my palace uninvited?!" A naked Aphrodite screeched.

"Excuse me, did anyone ask for you, no? Then shut your trap, whore." Bellona told her with ease. "I came to speak to my husband."

"If you're husband wanted you he wouldn't come to me,"Aphrodite voiced, but Bellona ignored her.

"What do you want, wife?" Ares asked, running his fingers through his blonde curls.

"I came to speak to you."

"What are you waiting for? Speak." he commanded.

"I will, when your whore so graciously leaves the room."

"Very well, Aphrodite will you give us some time alone?"

She pouted but left the room. "There, she's gone, what do you want."

"I am due to give birth soon and I would like it if you would avoid your...mistress till the child is born."

"No." he shook his head.

"And why the hell not?" Bellona growled.

"Why should I? Everyone knows about Aphrodite and I anyway."

"Because it matters to me, and that should be enough!" Bellona yelled in frustration.

Ares came closer to her and cradled her face in his hands. "You know she means nothing to me, if she did I would simply divorce you and marry her. But I always go back to you because I love you."

"Then why do you always go to her?"she asked quietly.

"This has never bothered you before, so why does it now?" Ares sighed.

"Because I'm pregnant dammit and it should matter!"

Bellona sighed, "But I guess it doesn't... I think I'm trying to convince myself more than you."

He pulled her into his arms and held her close, "I love you, Bellona. Never forget that."

LINEBREAKKKKKKK!

That was the last time Bellona saw her husband for thousand of years. That night Ares, the God of War disappeared and was never seen again, till ,that is, A vampire called the God of War gained the attention of the Gods.