Queen of the Dark

Chapter 10

Hades walked into the throne room with a wide smirk. At his side was Blaise and behind him were his Elites. Pollux and Castor to his right and Aphrodite and Ares to his left.

"I apologize for our tardiness," Hades drawled, drawing the attention of the inner circle to him. "Someone thought it would be funny to hold us up." He shot a pointed glare at the twins.

Pollux and Castor simply smiled innocently and sat in their spots at the conjured conference table, soon followed by Aphrodite and Ares. Blaise stood slightly behind Hades's throne as he sat down.

"So, what are we discussing?" Hades asked.

"Fenrir was just giving his report," Tom informed him.

"I see. Well, carry on, then."

The Alpha cleared his throat nervously, causing Hades to quietly chuckle. He had gained a reputation among the Death Eaters that made most afraid of him. It was hilarious, because he had never physically harmed any of them. He just had a sharp tongue and he didn't hesitate to tell anyone exactly what he thought of them. It probably didn't help that his training was so intense.

"As I was saying, my lord, my pack has been excelling in their training and are awaiting further instructions. We have not turned anyone recently, as per your request, and they are growing restless at the lack of action."

"Your pack," Hades said, rolling his eyes, "needs to calm down. If you ever want the prejudice against all werewolves, and creatures in general, to ease up, you all need to stop behaving like such idiots. Every time you attack a child or an innocent, you only add to the stigma. I can understand wanting to fight and be useful, but if you get all the neutral creatures killed, we'll hardly be accomplishing our goals. So, tell them all to grow the hell up and start applying self-restraint."

Fenrir winced at the harsh truth. "Yes, Queen Hades."

Tom smirked. "Fenrir, your pack is now to be focused on recruiting other creatures. Specifically, I want you to communicate with lone wolves and invite them to your pack. Explain to them the benefit of being in a pack and our agendas."

"Yes, my lord."

"My king, if I may, Pollux and Castor have a proposal," Hades said sweetly in the voice he knew always got Tom to agree.

Tom nodded absently. "Of course, my queen."

"As you all know—" Pollux began.

"We dabble in inventing. Recently, we found—" Castor continued.

"A way to incorporate muggle technology with magic!"

"Really?" Tom asked, looking interested. "How impressive. How do you believe this to be of use?"

"Simple," Pollux said with a smirk. "It's something the Order of Burning Chickens wouldn't suspect."

Castor nodded vigorously. "They believe that we consider all muggles and muggle-made things to be below us. If we were to use our technology—"

"They would have no defenses! Muggle recording devices are what we're thinking—"

"But, we've also been playing around with some muggle explosives. Very fun things, those."

"I see. Well then, I approve of your plans," Tom said, sounding smug at the thought of getting one over on the Order. "Take whatever funding you need for your experiments."

The twins cheered, causing Hades to smile fondly.

"May I?" Ares said softly to Tom, receiving another nod. He stood as the twins sat and began his own proposal. "I suggest we start bringing down Dumbledore's reputation."