Once Calipsia reached the hall, she brushed aside her cloak and steeled herself to become the cold, vicious creature she would have to be in order to get her love back. Then she walked down the hall, boots clacking, and threw open the doors once again. The gods inside all flinched, and Aphrodite was visibly cowering.

"Well?" Calipsia gathered her purple smoke around her, voice echoing through the hall.

They all looked at each other, all eyes coming to look at Zeus. Calipsia leveled her piercing gaze at him.

"Zeus," Calipsia smiled a cruel smile at him, "Well? Where is the boy?" 

Zeus gulped, Adam's apple bobbing "We cannot return him Calipsia...He is among the millions in Hades."

She cocked her head, turning to look at Hades, "And you, the lord of the Underworld, cannot find one of your own?"

Hades looked down "No...he has vanished."

Calipsia looked around at the Council, face devoid of emotion. "What am I to do, with such a lot of...," she threw her arms out, thunder sounding, lightning flashing, smoke and shadows filling the halls, "FOOLS?!"

Then she walked calmly to Hera, who was cowering, holding on to Zeus for all he was worth. She stood in front of her, smiling at Zeus.

"I think I'll start with you." She blew purple smoke towards Hera, all the while watching Zeus, who sat frozen. Hera inhaled the smoke, and fell back into her chair, coughing and shaking her head.

"What did you do to her?!" Zeus cried out, reaching to grab her. 

Calipsia's smile grew sickly sweet, "Nothing physical...I just reversed the love spell from Aphrodite."

Zeus looked at Calipsia, horrified, "What have you done...she'll loathe me!" He cradled his wife, who was waking up. Upon seeing him, she shoved him away and started hissing in rapid Greek at him. 

Calipsia then turned to Aphrodite, who was begging and pleading for her two loves. She conjured up the two white lights from before, holding them in her hands.

"Please...please...I'll do anything," Aphrodite whispered through her tears, voice barely audible.

"The only reason I'm not killing them," Calipsia smiled wanly, "Is not for your snivelling." She looked around at them all, stalking to the middle of the hall, "The reason I'm sparing these souls, why I will never kill again, is because of a promise. A promise to my beloved who--thanks to a certain few of you--you all will never have the honor of meeting. But make no mistake, Aphrodite will be punished." She turned to the goddess, and her smile went cold and cruel. Holding up the hand with the lights, she touched each of them, infusing the lights with a pale, smoky blue.

"What I have done is erased any and ALL memories from these two of you Aphrodite. They will not remember anything about you. Nor will they be able to, for a spell infused with the river Lethe can only be undone by one thing: forgiveness. My forgiveness. Something you will never get." With that, Calipsia blew the two lights to Aphrodite, where they winked out above her. Aphrodite fell to the floor, face pale and blank with pain.

"Let this be a warning to you all," Calipsia continued softly, letting a small touch of pain and misery grace her voice, "That you should never mess with an innocent soul, another's true soulmate. For if you do," Calipsia's eyes went black, and roiling purple and black flames sprung up around the hall, "I will make sure that you never forget it." Then she stormed from the hall, sweeping her cloak around her and disappearing into the mist.