James Deuce

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A new revised story of the one you have read I jucied up the ending a lot more tell me what you thought....

The Stone Of Athens has a mighty history about it, blood has been shed to find the stone. Yet there is one man that will risk it all to have the power of the Gods. He will risk his families health to gain supreme power. His story will go down in history for a time to come. This is how Kratos story unfolds…..

A baby grows into a boy, a boy becomes a man, a man becomes a hero, a hero becomes a legend. This is what Kratos grew up to believe, He wanted to add one more word to that fraise “A Legend becomes a God”. Kratos grew up in Athens as a boy, the god Ares took his mother and father away from him, so young Kratos traveled to Sparta, a city known for its fighting strength, to become a warrior to some day over through the mighty God Of War Ares. Kratos lived with a man with a grey long beard and a glass eye. Kratos made money by helping make blades for war, so he came accustomed to how to hold them and fight with them. Kratos had a friend named Hemethis, which also loved fighting. They spared together and told each other rumors on new upcoming wars and who will be getting drafted into the war. They never really knew they just liked to talk about war. Yet truth be hold, soon it would be Kratos’s greatest nightmare.

Ten years later, Kratos and Hemethis got drafted to fight in the war, It was Sparta versus Athens, Kratos was more than ready to finally get a chance to be in a war.
“Hey are you ready for tonight” asked Kratos,
“Yes I’ve been ready for 24 years for this day.” said Hemethis.
“indeed, this is going to be a war for the ages, hey I’ve caught wind of the stone of Athens, have you heard of it by any chance.?” Said Kratos in an under loomed voice.
“Indeed I have, I’ve even been told if you poses it, you will have the power of a God” said Hermethis in a sarcastic voice.
“ Its true, and when we invade Athens I will be the one to uphold it, nothing will stand in my way.” Said Kratos in a voice that seemed passionate about the matter.
“ Ha, your going to try and find it….that’s a laugh, good luck because I am not going to help you, Iv heard rumors that there are minatars guarding it, its your own death wish.” Said Hemethis.
“Who said I needed your help finding it, I’m ten times the warrior you will ever be, I will see you out in Athens….you better not stand in my way.” said Kratos
“Kratos what has come over….” Before he could finish Kratos jumped on him and said “ Listen, don’t ask another question or this knife in my hand will go through your throat, Got it?”
“Ya got it.” Said Hemethis, he sounded shaken by the ordeal.
“ Good.” that was the last word before the war….

It was noon when the Spartan army reached the gates of Athens. The air smelt of fear by the little ones who were only about 15. The General of the Spartan army raised his mighty fine tipped sword and said;
“ Are you ready men! This is the day of glory. I will not lie to you, a lot of you will fall, but be well informed that we will fight in your name.” Kratos saw a a warrior who was shaking. So he decided to give him something else to think about, He took out his sword and stabbed him in the ankle with the tip of the blade and then Kartos whispered in his ear
“This is just a minor taste of the pain you will endure, so if your shaking, you will never last in the battle field.” said Kratos. The blood was gushing out of the ankle of the boy, he fell to the ground quivering with the fact that he may die right there, even before the war started.
“ 1 down 2,000 more to go.” Whispered Kratos under his breath.
“The time has come to enter the gates and conquer the city!” said the general
The Spartans entered the city for the bloody war to come.

Kratos’s main goal was to find the stone temple, his aim was to not kill people yet. He just wanted the stone so he could challenge Ares the God of War. There was a little stream in the city of Athens, Kratos cupped his hands together, scooped up the water and splashed it upon his face. He did just that but then he noticed that the water was no longer clear, but it had red in it, Kratos looked up to were the little stream started, It was the boy he stabbed when they were waiting behind the gates.
“Stupid boy.” Said Kratos. Kratos was walking slicing open anyone who got in his way. Blood splashed up onto his face but he didn’t mind he was in a trance of finding the stone. He reached the point were his house was, were he used to live, It brought back memories of the past, when he was playing with stones and when he had a family before Ares took hold of them.
“I have no time for past memories I just want revenge on what Ares did.” Said Kratos. He had to doge the fighting that was in place to find the stone that he was looking for. He reached the south end of Athens where the temple was, there was also fighting there. He spotted Hemethis, he was facing 2 of Athens soldiers, Hemethis took a glance at Kratos and seemed he wanted help, Kratos knew what was inside the temple. He thought to himself
“I could help my friend and go into the temple with back up support, or I could watch him get grounded were he stands for my amusement.” He decided to help his long time friend. Kratos took his blade and took one strike to the Athens warrior and his head was rolling down the hill. Kratos did the same with the other one.
“Are you coming with me or not?” Asked Kratos.
“No, I stand strong in what I said before, I will not go.” Said Hemethis.
“You are weak, that’s the reason you will not go, if you want to become a true warrior you have to go outside your boundary’s.” said Kratos.
“Give me your sword, I may need two in the temple.” demanded Kratos.
“No there is a war going on I need it for my own protection.” said Hemethis.
“ Wrong answer, if you wont help me then you shall not help anyone. Good bye my friend.” Said Kratos in a cool breath. Kratos took one swoop of his dagger and ripped it in the little of what was exposed of Hemethis’s neck. Hemethis fell flat down in the pool of his own blood. Kratos took the second sword and walked slowly into the temple.

The temple was dark and had a smell of distain to it. It smelled of war and blood. The temple was a narrow one way walk. It had a box at the end and was surly the stone. Karatos walked as if he was already a god up to the box. He opened it. But before he could look inside it there was 2 figures in the wall that started bulging out, it was infact the minatars that Hemethis was talking about, Kratos took both of his blades and put each in a hand. He ran up to a minatar and thrusted it in the leg of it. It didn’t do much, only weakened it a little. The second Minatar took one swipe and Kratos and he flew back into a wall. He got up and charged again but to no avail, he was only a human, the Minatars were beasts. He knew he had to look in the box and take the stone. Indeed the stone was there, It was a green square shaped stone with little words on it, to small to read at the time. He picked it up and…..nothing happened, he felt the same. The minitars didn’t know what to do, they didn’t do there job, they have been there for over 1,000 years and no one has ever acquired it. Suddenly an aura of gold outlined Kratos’s body. He was a god. He knew it, he went up to the minatars, they took one swipe at him and he didn’t fall back, the wounds and the scars on Kratos healed. He was truly a God. He took his blades and threw them both at the minitars, both the swords went into the heads of the minatars.
The time had come to face the god Ares The God Of War.

Kratos stepped out of the temple and the sky was red, thick black clouds overhung the city. Dead bodys were all over the place, the walls of Athens were broken down and disfigured, The air smelled of blood and horror. Ares was standing out side the temple.
“Finally I get to dethrone you and get revenge on what you stole away from me.” Said Kratos in an angry voice.
“You don’t want to avenge your family, You just want power you want to rule the world.” said Ares.
“ Well, you may be right, does it matter though. Really does it? I will dethrone you right now as for I am a god just like you. Kratos said in hatred. The two locked up there swords and blood was shed. Ares had the first blow, he tore into Kratos’s back,blood was slowly dripping down the back of Kratos, He was on the ground trembling. Kratos had to get up and fight if he wanted to live. Kratos shoved the sword into the arm of Ares, Ares arm almost looked like two red snakes running down the side. Both blades of each warrior were colored red, dripping down to the tip, running to the ground. Kratos then took his blade and layed it on the ground and said
“I give up”
“Ha I see that I win, Ares turned his back, and Kratos made his move, and took his blade and stabbed Ares though the sternum and surly piercing the heart, Ares eys opened widly as though he saw a ghost, maybe he did, maybe he was seeing himself. Ares looked back and fell to his knees, Kratos took the blade out slowly to add to the pain, the blood was gushing out of the chest of Ares, there was a pool of blood on the ground. Ares started bleeding from the mouth, his teeth were stained in the color of red. Kratos then took the two swords he had and stuck them in both eye sockets, blood streamed down the face of Ares, it looked like he was crying, but not in tears but of blood, he was wering the crimson mask, blood filled his face as though someone splashed a bucket of red paint on his face. The deed was done, Kratos is the new God Of War.

Kratos walked through the battle field, nearly everyone was dead, it seemed as though there was a sea of dead body’s. Kratos continued to walk, he saw the captain of the Sparta army,
“ So I see you have lived.” Said Kratos in a cocky voice.
“ Yes, yes I have, we lost a lot of men, this has been a big blow to Spartans army, but we have won the fight.” Said the general.
“ Indeed we have, but the fight isn’t over for you.” Chuckled Kratos.
“ What do you mean? Are there more enemies in the battle field?” Asked the General.
“ Yes there is…ME!” Screamed Kratos. And with one quick swing of the blade he went low and cut of the generals legs.
“ I will let you try to crawl out of the battle field, your not worth my blades strength, nor are you worth my time.” Said Kratos.
“Why, why are you doing this?” Asked the General.
“Are you that naïve, you’re a fool, with you gone I will be able to take over Sparta myself.” Screamed Kratos. The General was already dead, blood was everywhere.
Kratos fell down to his knees and Said “Somebody get me through this nightmare,

I can't control myself, so what if you can see, the darkest side of me, no one will ever

change this animal I have become.” Kratos said, hammering his fists to the ground.

“ This isn’t the real me, I’m not like this!” Screamed Kratos. Kratos dug the but of

the blade in the ground so that the tip was standing. Kratos put his hands out wide and

said
“ I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Said Kratos calmly. He closed his eyes and

fell upon his blade.

Kratos had died in the battle field, He wouldn’t want it any other way, dieing upon

His own blade.


He will truly be a legend and its own. The man to kill a god. He truly fulfilled his
words “ A baby grows into a boy, a boy becomes a man, a man becomes a hero, a hero

becomes a legend, a legend becomes a God.