Mountain ranges, Northern Scanra…
Isa pulled her fur coat around her curved figure more tightly. The subzero temperatures didn't bother her, she just didn't want anyone to see her shaking as she sat on her throne; the Dragons would be bringing Luca back any minute. It had taken weeks to find out where Mother Goddess had hidden him but Isa would soon be back in her lovers arms again. The smile that was on her face vanished as son as she saw Orson enter the room with a look of sadness engrained into his face. Her heart fell and, though it felt like daggers had been blunged into her chest, she asked is a steady voice.
"What news do you bring to The Immortal Goddess Orson?"
"Goddess Isa, the Dragons have news of your blessed God Luca. They return to say that… that the other Gods and Goddesses have deceived you. They did not turn him to stone. Luca has been reclaimed by the earth." Orson hung his head while all around a great wailing went up among the immortals. Their cries of pain and grief helped harden Isa's heart to her own ache. The anger bubbled up inside her until she could no long hold it down. Rage flooded every part of her being; boil the blood in her veins and shattering what little mercy she had left. She rose from her throne and drew her sword.
"Enough of this." Isa commanded sternly. Everyone fell silent. "We are immortals! We don't just sit around weeping for the dead; Leave that to the pathetic mortals! I don't want tears, I want revenge!" She swung the heavy metal blade into the air as a chorus of snarls, growls and shrieks echoed through the icy palace. Isa smiled cruelly.
As her warriors moved into action Isa summoned Pietas and Amor to her private chambers.
"I need you two to do something for me." She sighed, sinking wearily into a chair. The Coldfangs shuffled closer, keen to be of service to their Goddess. "I need you to accompany me to the Chaos Realm." Amor and Pietas traded sideways glances.
"Goddess! You're sister is many things but I doubt she had anything to do with the Immortal God's death. She would have nothing to gain from it and everything to loose." Pietas said earnestly. Isa chuckled and patted his snout.
"Yes, if there's one thing you can count on with Uusoae it is her selfishness. Don't be alarmed, I don't want to kill her I just want to talk to her. But even I am not reckless enough to enter the Chaos Realm alone."
"Then we will go with you." Amor bowed to her mistress.
"I'm coming too!" Caritas exclaimed, scrabbling into the room.
"Caritas you are too young; Uusoae would eat you for breakfast!" Isa snapped.
"But if you don't take me then the other will worry. They will think you don't trust them to see to your plans and are leaving me behind to keep and eye on them. But if all three of us go with you then they will not question what you are doing. The other Coldfangs with tell them that you are merely leaving to mourn privately for a time while they prepare."
"He has a point." Pietas muttered
"Annoyingly so," the Goddess sighed, "Fine! You can come but I want you to stay close to me. Now could you all please see that our guest is ready to go as well?"
The Coldfangs bowed and left Isa by herself.
Isa allowed herself to cry once she could no long here their pounding footsteps in the hall outside. So Luca was gone; the Luca that she knew anyway. She tried to comfort herself with the knowledge that he had been reborn somewhere perhaps better than here but it was no use. Her brothers and sisters would pay for what they did; even if she had to turn every one of their precious mortals against them Isa would make them pay.