Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
The sharp sudden shriek of a phone had Fredrick pausing, his eyes flying from the one that rested on the table in confusion until he realised it was the other phone that always sat in the draw in Oliver’s study. The phone that they’ve had since they were invented, only upgraded when the old one got outdated and permanently charged.
It was the phone Charles gave them.
“Charles?” He answered worried, they’ve never had the need to call him or vice versa. Not really needing to talk to their coven brother since the death if their leader.
“Fredrik, is Oliver with you?” Charles asked gruffly over the line, but something else seems to linger in his tone and it had Fredrik instantly on edge.
“No, Oliver is currently at work, what’s happened?”
A slow drawn out sigh echoed through the line. “You and Oliver need to relocate to Forks Washington, Seattle or Port Angeles pronto.”
Annoyance bubbled in Fredrik’s chest. “We’ve made a life here in Wyoming, Charles. We can’t just pack up and move to where you tell us, you’re not our leader.”
“I am not the one ordering you to Fredrik.” Charles snapped. “I got a call from our Mistress, she has asked for you and Oliver to be close to her brother. A war is coming and his adoptive coven is in the centre of it.”
“Enyo is dead.” The words were a bitter taste on his tongue.
“No, she is not.” It was said slow, hesitant and Fredrik felt his chest clench and breath hitch.
“What…” Fredrik managed to choke out, his legs giving out from him and sending him back into the chair.
“I’ve known for a long time that Enyo lived still, she was looking for all of us. I spoke to her a while back and told her where you and Oliver were; she must have seen you and left you to your peaceful life like she did for her brother.” Charles explained.
Fredrik felt the confusion and anger burn and bubble up. “How long have you known?”
“I’ve known since you gave me the letter.” It was said steadily. “She told me her plans when I saw her last and the reasons why. Look Fredrik, I know you have a life there but… Enyo called and she trusts us to watch her back.”
A deep sigh. “I know, we owe her too much. I’ll speak to Oliver tonight and when we decide I’ll call. Do you know when everything is to happen?”
“No, but the situation must be worsening for Enyo to call me and let everyone know that she’s no longer dead.” Charles explained with a growl. “I’m in the same town as the Major and his adoptive coven mate has married a human, she knows the truth of our existence and if that’s the case…”
“The Italian Kings know.” He hissed out roughly, dragging his fingers through his hair. “Is it just them?”
“No but I don’t know what else it is. I have to go, call me when you have figured out the details.” He explained.
“I will Dolos.” Fredrik teased, smirking at Charles’s growl at the name. “Goodbye.”
Author Note: Okay so Fredrik is – Phobos ‘Fear’ and Oliver is Deimos – ‘Dread’. Phobos and Deimos are the ‘children’ of Ares but i made them Enyo’s ‘Children’. Charlie is Dolos is the spirit of trickery and guile. He is also a master at cunning deception, craftiness, and treachery. It works with his gift.