Enyo pulled her hair out of it's braid and felt the grey wings attached to her skull flutter, bringing a whoosh of air through the stray strands of hair.

Stepping into the hallway, she heard Jasper welcome his guests and escort them into the clean living room.

Enyo debated reassimilating herself into Bella, but quickly decided against it. Her grandson would know it was her immediately and she had no reason to hide from him or his mate.

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

Jasper glimpsed up the stairs to look for Enyo, but could not spot her as he led Peter and Charlotte into the other room. As they sat he tuned into her heartbeat and though much more steady then when in her human host, there was more space between the beats.

"How's it been, fucker?" Peter asked as he grinned at Jasper.

Jasper ran a hand over his face but smiled back.

"You know that human I was telling you about?"

"Sure, the one Fuckward's dating."

"Turn's out she not so human, after all." he told Peter, gauging his reactions.

"What is she then? If not human? She can't be a vampire, or else you'd notice that." Charlotte questioned.

Jasper grumbled out the answer under his breath and Peter lept out of his seat to find the goddess.

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

Peter ran down the halls of the Cullen house and followed the strong heartbeat till he found her.

"Grandmother?" his voice was small and Enyo turned around and looked at her immortal grandson.

"Peter, how are you child?" she asked, walking up to him and wrapping her arms around him. Which was hard to do as he was as tall as Jasper.

"Bend down, Peter, I refuse to be the only short one in this relationship."

He bent down and she kissed his cheek before hugging the child of her son.

Enyo pulled back a moment later and smiled up at him. "Now where's this mate of yours? I wish to meet her."

Peter stood stock still before blinking and offering her his arm, which Enyo took, "Such good manners, you get that from us, you know. Father knows Enyalius only respects me enough to be well-mannered."

"Why are you here, Gran? How did you meet the Cullens, Gods, you don't even tolerate pascifists." he asked her, still shocked she had been galavanting off and on the Earth without him.

"Oh, I was looking for your grandfather. He's quite hard to find you know. Turn's out he's been mortal for a time and then turned into a vampire."

Peter grimaced.

"Please tell me it's not Fuckward."

Enyo glared at him and he cringed, "Sorry, Gran. No cursing, got it."

"We'll let that pass, as I do quite like that name for him." she snorted, "I love it, in fact."

"Well?" he asked.

"Of course he's not your grandfather, he's much to... Well he's a pussy, to be honest."

"How have you not frightened him off, yet?" his brows furrowed and Enyo laughed.

"I am capable of being civilized if your uncle is any evidence."

"Yeah, and are you ever going to explain how you managed to have a demigod when your already eternally pregnant..." he trailed off.

"That's the thing you choose to bite your tongue about for over a century? Peter, all you have to do is ask." she sighed, "And the answer is I chose to have a brain child, much akin to my sister, Pallas', birth."

Peter nodded, "What ever happened to Jack? He never was caught was he?"

"No he wasn't. We figured out that he had been cursed by your mother's ancestor, Mania. He went insane and ran off the roof of a tall building. I believe his body still remains buried in London."

She was silent as they descended the stairs and arrived in the other room, where the others had been listening.

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

Charlotte and Jasper stood up as they saw Peter and Enyo step into the room. Jasper's eyes scanned her features and then Peter's and it was clear they were related.

He had the same bone structure, and in death he had her eyes.

My eyes...

Ares rattled his chains and spoke up for the first time in hours.

Our eyes...

Ares growled harshly and Jasper let his control slip for a moment, and that was all it took.

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

As Enyo was about to release Peter's arm, she heard a strange sound come from Jasper and they both made eye contact.

Jasper's gold eyes began to give way to a more sinister, war-like crimson and his features began to shift. Bones breaking and reforming underneath marble skin.

Peter glanced at his maker and pulled Enyo behind him as he saw Jasper's eyes change. He was not prepared to see the man's face shift beneath his skin however, and began to try and grab him.

Seconds later, he was thrown through a wall. Charlotte rushed Jasper and was hastily thrown into Peter and they both fell back to the floor.

The man, no, being appeared a moment later, hovering over Enyo.

"Your taking too long," he told her and she glared up at him.

"I'm trying not to make it as painful as you apparently want it to be." she snapped.

"Where is Enyalius, wife? I wished to see him." he said, glaring right back at her.

"Well, you just threw his son through a wall, so I'm sure he wishes to see you as well."

Peter and Charlotte slowly came up behind Ares and grabbed him simultaneously. They pulled him back and he simply laughed at them.

"You cannot defeat me, silly vampires. I am a God!" he bellowed, throwing them out the window and into the forest that surrounded the home.

Enyo sighed and faced Ares. "You shouldn't hurt them, they're only trying to help, misguided as that is."

"Where are my powers? WHERE IS MY SPEAR? WHERE IS MY SHIELD? WHERE IS MY ARMOR?!" He yelled, his rage building.

She screamed right back. "How the fuck am I supposed to know? You probably left them with one of your many whores? Maybe Aprhodite, maybe Alice? Or who knows maybe you found a new one to fuck when no one was looking!" she sneered.

He appeared next to her in a flash and silently glared down at her.

Enyo just smiled sweetly in response.

His features slowly stopped shifting and settled on Jasper's again. The crimson red was washed from his gaze as was the malice in his glare.

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

Jasper blinked his eyes as he regained control and glanced around the room. Shit. Esme was going to kill him.

He finally drew his gaze to Enyo and her eyes looked... depressed. Or maybe just exhausted.

She had golden blood dripping from her shoulder from where glass had cut through her skin. Amazingly, she still looked as radiant as before, like she was in her element.

Then she collapsed.