Being a child of the god of War and the goddess of Beauty and Love was complicated. You were even more complicated as a child and a godling. Your powers hadnt even revealed themselves yet which made your parents even more concerned but still, they loved you.

Ares was a bit on the 'tough love' side, he was cold and distance but he still cared and Aphrodite just spoiled you rotten and made sure you were dating all of the right people- even though she turned most of them into doves.

Aphrodite had already sat you down by the times Ares came along, it had been one hundred years and your abilities were nowhere to be found because- well, you kept them hidden for no real reason. They didnt know what you were capable of, what you had been doing for the past decades if doing anything at all.

"Sweetie, are you 100% sure you havent developed any kind of powers?" Aphrodite asked, taking a gentle approach to the matter.

Ares on the other hand? eh, not so much. He was a bit fed up.

"There is no way you haven't gotten your powers yet. You're hiding them from us- quit being a coward and just tell us what you can do for Zeus' sake!" Ares started off by talking in a normal tone but then he just yelled, his boots clanking against the marble floor as he got up in a slightly more aggressive tone than he had intended. But he didnt soften, he just stood there, glaring at you through his helmet, looking as frustrated as ever. Aphrodite nudged him, clearing her throat before pulling him back down to his seat. Now both gods were now staring at you, waiting for your response.