The True God of War

By: Arwingmaster23

Chapter 1.

Kratos threw the next blade into the rocky wall and paused. His breath was running short. He glanced downwards and saw the same thing he had seen for years, black. He looked back up. "Athena! Why have you betrayed me! I could not allow the power of hope to give life to the gods! The gods have never helped their children or their servants!" Once more he got only silence.

He leaned back, sucked in all the air he could, and roared. "Athena! Answer me!" He leaned his head back against the cold rock and sighed. He raised his head and began to climb again. "Do I deserve such slander, Kratos?" The Ghost of Sparta turned to the speaker's voice. Floating behind him was the goddess of love herself, Aphrodite. "Do I, the only god who helped you through your torment on Olympus deserve to be slandered by my dearest lover?"

Kratos closed his eyes. "You are the only one who truly cared for me, Aphrodite." The goddess moved closer and carressed his cheek. "Dearest Kratos, if you so desire it, I shall be the vessel for your revenge upon Athena and Zeus." Kratos looked up. "You would give birth to a god slayer?" Aphrodite smiled. "For one night I can transport you to my bed chamber. There we shall begin your final act of revenge." Kratos looked downwards into the pit, it would be nice to see a change in scenery. "If it brings the destruction of Olympus, make it so." Aphrodite smiled seductively. "Then let us go Kratos."

Aprodite snapped her fingers and they were instantlyin her bed chamber. The Ghost of Sparta collapsed onto the floor. "Oh no Spartan." Aphrodite said. "You must at least have some energy to get to the bed." Kratos struggled to get to his feet and balanced on a window railing. When he gazed out, he saw an unimaginable site. A wide city with lights everywhere he saw, and moving objects making loud blaring noises. "What is this? What is this world? This is not Mount Olympus!" Aphrodite walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Much has changed since your time Ghost of Sparta." It has nearly been 2000 thousand years since you slayed the gods." Kratos moved from the windows and sat on the edge of Aphrodite's bed.

Kratos rested his chin in his hands. "2000 years. I climbed out of that damn pit for 2000 years! And yet I have gotten nowhere!" Aphrodite sat next to him and griped his shoulders. "No, you are near the edge of Tartarus, Kratos. That is why I have chosen now to bear your child my love. Together you two can conquer the world of gods and mortals ."

"While I climb out of Tartarus, my child would do exatly what?" Aphrodite climbed to the head of her bed and presented herself. "He, or she, would train like a Spartan warrior. Aclompish impossible tasks that even the heros of Olympus had trouble to acoumplish."

Kratos bowed his head for a moment. "My revenge ends soon Athena. Prepare for your demise." And with that he crawled onto the rest of the bed.