A/N: Okay guys this is my first fanfiction so please go easy on me, over the years i have written a lot of stories but this is the first i have decided to actually put online. To get a few things clear I do not own PJO however i do own all the characters that are shown in the story. Another point to make to those of you who have played the second God of war the first chapter will seem very familiar, yes i took the setting, dialogue etc but i do no own any of it, it all respectively belongs to capcom and one last thing Cratos is actually in greek mythology so there are no copyright issues here :)

A/N: This isn't a double post, i just updated the chapters with the changes that pinfeather had proposed :)

Chapter 1

Return to a bloody past

Fires raged across the streets of Rhodes, the air was filled with voices of screaming women and children. The stench of blood filled the air; bodies were piling up limbs were scattered around as if they never belong to a body. The Spartan army lead by Cratos was headed for the citadel where the last flank of the Rhodes army withstood.

One by one Cratos sentenced them to death, his eyes gleaming with joy and his blades flying through the air cutting down anything in their path. Now only a handful of soldiers remained, each one of them holding on for dear life hoping that the gods take mercy on them and send a blessing.

As he walked forward two soldiers broke rank to try and make a run however they were too slow, in a split second two swords impaled them through the chest. The bodies fell to the floor with a THUMP there was still life in their eyes but slowly they dimmed until the swords were pulled out.

They looked terrifying, both blades were drenched in blood, there was an eerie orange glow being give off the blades now, they were both connected by blood splattered chains which were wrapped around his arms.

He looked like the bringer of death himself, as he raised his swords to decapitate the last remaining soldier an eagle flew past.

Cratos froze and clenched his stomach as if he had just been hit by something; he fell to his knees as if he begged for forgiveness. However that was not the case, he looked at the eagle which by now had flown to the Colossus of Rhodes in anger.

The eagle landed on the shoulder of the giant colossus, there was a huge rumbling sound emitting from the earth itself as if it were trying to say something and then it all stopped.

A giant arm rose into the smoky sky and smashed down in front of Cratos, the giant was alive its eyes shone with blue thunder as the colossus freed itself from the harbour the Spartan army fled in fear.

Even with their leader's encouragement only a few were courageous enough to stand ground, with agonising speed it crossed the crossed harbour to make its way to the citadel.

Buildings crumbled to dust, lifeless bodies were trampled creating a river of blood which slowly made its way to the ocean. Cratos went to the highest building to confront the colossus, just as he made it to the highest point the colossus made to the building.

Ask the giant rested his hand on the building, Cratos began ruthlessly attacking it at first the giant didn't notice but after a few seconds it realised that it was being attacked.

As it swung its arm to knock him off balance he jumped on to it and began running towards its face, as he reached the shoulder the giant pulled back its arm causing Cratos to lose balance.

However he used his blade to dig into the giants shoulder and lunge to its face, he forcefully opened the eyelid and stabbed it with both swords. The energy released was tremendous, a bolt of lightning shot out of the eye hitting both Cratos and the buildings nearby however Cratos survived the blast but was thrown across the city near the harbour.

As he slowly got up electricity surged through him, at first he only managed to get to his knees then upon trying again he got to his feet. Anger flashed in his eyes, as he turned around a giant arm swung to hit him he easily jumped over it and began attacking again.

It wasn't long before the giant made another mistake, it hit the ground beside him and Cratos quickly ran up its arm dodging the other hand to jump up at its face.

Blood red swords dug deep into the bronze aided by the weight of Cratos a large cut formed on one side and just as the colossus went to hit him he jumped to the other side to do the same.

As Cratos jumped down the giant arm tried to swat him whilst he was in the air but it missed, and hit a water wheel, as the arm was about to raise again Cratos grabbed it to shove it into the water wheel.
Once again he ran up the arm to attack the face, he jumped just as the arm hit the elbow and he management to throw the sword so it dug in just below the eye.

The creature stumbled back as the sword cut through its cheek making a cross on one side; swinging the sword on the other side he did the same.
Another surge of energy blasted Cratos across the city; he hit the ground with a very loud THUMP if it had been anyone else they would have been dead but not him.

As he got up he heard a voice calling him, at first Cratos didn't believe he heard correctly so he listened again.

"Here Cratos use this, channel your power into this sword it should be strong enough to kill him."

As he said the last word a sword dropped from the sky into the centre of the room, Cratos warily walked towards it as he put his hand on the hilt the colossus showed up again.

This time round the left hand was broken, electricity was sparking immediately Cratos took out his swords and ran to attack when it slammed down the hand causing a shockwave, Cratos was thrown back a bit but he regained his footing to continue running at the skyscraper of a monster.

He kept attacking until it let go of the ledge then he ran back to the sword, there was a golden light emitting from Cratos which was now entering the sword and just as the light got brighter colossus grabbed hold of the ledge.

There was another flash of light just as the big arm slammed into the ground in front of Cratos, due to the fact that Cratos was holding the sword he stayed in one place if it wasn't for that he would have been thrown against the wall.

The light got so bright that the bronze man actually covered its eyes, as the light began to dim a new weapon was in the hands of Cratos the sword which has been planted into the ground was now his. It was glowing fierce blue, with one hand Cratos threw the sword at the colossus which at this point was still covering its eyes the sword hit it straight in the chest.

The colossus howled as if it felt the pain, it stumbled back in surprise slowly it looked up at Cratos with eyes filled with hatred but Cratos knew nothing of it, he simply ran to continue his assault.

As Cratos approached the colossus blocked the injured part of it with the good arm and began attacking with the other but to no avail, Cratos was dodging everything the monster threw at him it was as if knowing that the monster had its end near filled Cratos with strength.

After a few blows the hand move away revealing the sword stuck in its chest, he jumped for it and pulled it out to stab it again. This time it had done the trick the light in the eyes was fading looking triumphant Cratos jumped back on to the platform.

"Is that all you have? Is that all that the mighty Olympus can summon against me?"

As Cratos walked away the colossus behind him began to crumble but it did not go down without a fight with its last bit of strength it grabbed hold of the platform so that a part of it would end up there. The head broke off its shoulders and fell on to the platform with a Thump that echoed throughout Rhodes and at the same time a very painful scream was let out as well.

The head had landed on Cratos, with the lower half of his body crushed under the weight of the giant head he cursed painfully as he tried to move toward the sword which held all his power.
He painfully inched toward it when a shadow passed over him, looking to the right he saw a very old man looking down at him grimly. As far as old men go he didn't quite fit the bill, he was very muscular, his eyes were full of light nothing apart from the colour of his hair and beard made it seem like he was old.

"So Cratos it has come to this, it's a shame to see you like this you were a splendid warrior choosing you to replace Ares was not a bad idea."
"Why are you here?"

I was just in the neighbourhood and I thought I should drop by see how you campaign was doing.

"Ha" Cratos said spitting out some blood "you gods were never on my side I was never welcome on Olympus but now the king of the gods has come down to see how my campaign was doing what a joke."

The old man smiled a little and turned to walk towards the sword that Cratos has dropped.

"Okay you're right I wouldn't be here without a reason, to tell you the truth I didn't like the idea of you and your little army causing trouble for all the cities in Greece." "It's been a very long time my son there is no point in carrying this on its madness."

"There is nothing else which quenches my thirst even the nectar pales in comparison to this."

"Things like this do not add to your pride Cratos I understand that your past has been very dramatic as it were but that does not give you the right to go around slaying mortals."

"What are you going to do about it?"

"Something that I should have done some time ago, I hope you can forgive me."

He picked up the sword from the ground and walked around to Cratos, by now Cratos has turned himself around so that he faced him.

"Before I do this I will give you a final chance to redeem yourself, all you have to do is serve me forever."
"I serve no one."
Sigh "I guess you have left me with no choice, the path you chose is your own undoing."

Holding the sword high above Cratos the old man drove it into his abdomen, Cratos coughed out more blood but there was still life in his eyes.

"The choices of the gods don't give that much of an incentive I guess they are as useless as the gods themselves."

The expression on the old man's face changed; the face which had been smiling a second ago was now full of rage. He pushed the blade further into Cratos making him cough up more blood.

"All you know shall perish for your sacrilege, your dream about ruling Olympus ends here as does the cycle."

He pulled out the sword and walked towards the edge of the platform, the city which had once been bustling with life was now overshadowed by death, in parts of the city Spartan and Rhode warriors alike still fought.

The old man sighed sadly and swung the sword over him, immediately all the fighting stopped one by one all the warriors dropped to the floor. The sound of weapons dropping sounded all over Rhodes, the battle was finally over and surprisingly this time round neither side was victorious.

"You will pay for this, mark my words what has happened here will happen again and where I am now you will lay."

The old man studied him as he slowly died taking in to account what he said, his brows arched in worry as if he could tell what might happen. As he sat down there to watch the sun go down in the distance another voice was calling out to him faint at first but it gradually grew louder.

A/N: all right guys hope you liked the first chapter now please review, no flames please and the quicker you review the quicker you get the second chapter :D