Hello peoples! This is my first story! Be honest if you love or hate it. I know it's sort of overused, but hey I want to put my own spin on it. Constructive criticism is HIGHLY appreciated! YAY!

Ch. 1

Running. Always running, always tired. Fear. Always afraid, always looking over her shoulder. Her mission was to protect her child at any cost, make sure he will be safe. The gods were chasing her, coming to kill her son. Only because he was his spawn, his son, and a demigod to boot. She had been running for weeks, trying to get to a stream, a lake, something. His father would protect him, she knew, or she hoped. He had to know of this child.

She heard the war god bellowing, trying to get to her. He was slower than most gods, she knew, but fast enough.

"Give me the boy!" Ares said, "He will get a trial to see whose spawn he is, and if he isn't Poseidon's brat, or swears eternal loyalty, he will be treated well. But if you keep running, all he will get is cold, hard steel!"

Ares did not like this, this killing of women and children, this, well, butchering. But he was commanded to try to get the child to Olympus, or kill him if not. He could not disobey a direct command from Zeus, his king and his father.

He finally got close enough and tackled her. The baby went flying into the air, towards the unforgiving stone and hard dirt while head first.

"NO!" The woman screamed as she watched her only child fly in the air,"NOOOO!"

Then something strange happened. The ground started to move and, was that water, starting to come out from below? Then the water shot towards the child, wrapping him up as if hugging him as he softly landed in a puddle that had formed.

"Why", Ares muttered, "Why Poseidon's, why not Dionysus, or Athena, or even Apollo or Hermes? Why Poseidon, you fool, you must have known the child would be hunted."

He sighed, "Well, all he can hope for now is the oath, though he might prefer death in comparison."

Thunder rumbled in the background as Ares said this. He ignored it as he checked on the seemingly unconscious woman. He flipped her over and checked her pulse. It was weak but he could feel it beating still. "Thank the gods", He said.

Ares walked over to the child, who seemed paralyzed with fear. The child looked about five or six.

The boy seemed to shake himself out of the trance. He stuttered and said, "Who are you and why are you hurting us, chasing us?"

Ares grimaced and regretted volunteering for this mission while saying, "I am a god and you are a forbidden child."

Ares pulled out a sword and approached the child. The woman woke up then and screamed at the sight of the large man coming towards her child. That surprised the war god. She got up on her feet and charged the god, not thinking of her bad balance and wobbly legs from being knocked unconscious.

"Get away from him Ares!" she screamed at the god, surprising him more from identifying him.

However surprised the god was, his instincts kicked in and he stabbed at the woman. As she fell, his sword got stuck in her stomach and fell along with her.

Ares then stood and watched her falling, mortally wounded, wondering how he could have killed a mortal, a woman, an innocent. She wasn't a warrior, or even a man. She was just a mother trying to defend her son from… from a monster. He then moved to catch her, but she fell anyway. She then started to mutter a prayer to another god. When she was done she looked at him, pain and sadness clouding her eyes.

She then said, "Do it, and be forever in guilt, but save my child and be redeemed."

Ares said, "I cannot, I am oath bound."

She nodded as she saw the sadness in his eyes. Ares then finished her off, quickly and as painless as possible. And he watched as life slowly faded from her body. He knelt and placed two drachmas on her eyes and muttered a prayer for her to go through the lines of the underworld quickly, and to send her to Elysium, which she surely deserved.

He heard sobbing from her leg and saw the child. Ares stared at the grieving soul, his eyes flickering from sadness for the boy to guilt, the guilt of killing his mother to anger, anger at Zeus for making him do this. Ares wasn't the blood thirsty monster everyone expected. He was the god of war, but not the god of needless death. He tried only to kill when necessary, but was forced to serve Zeus as his superior in family and government. Zeus had made Ares kill so many people, innocent people, and children! He was done being assassin for his father.

Ares stood staring at the child for some time, who had fallen asleep from crying, most definitely trying to make this all just a bad dream. He pitied the child, the mother, Poseidon, but most of all himself. He pitied what he had become. He wasn't feared, or even respected on Olympus. He had become a joke. And he would fix that. Starting with Aphrodite. She was just lusting for him. She didn't like or love him.

He then felt something return to him, like something was always missing. He changed then, into a more serious, more powerful god. He accepted his domains, all of them, not just war.

"When did he become so weak" He thought.

After WW2 he realized. He became a brat and an idiot, a fool. He killed innocents, women, and children. He came to Aphrodite, which was a mistake. Disgracing the name and domains he owned.

His other aspect Mars had stayed a True God of War, and the romans loved him, revered him as much as Zeus. Mars was just as strong as one of the Big Three, and he was now too.

He then swore on the Styx that he would never kill an innocent at another's command unless forced in the matter. He also decided to give the boy another chance at living. He would keep his oath, and, with luck, the child would live.

He walked to the child and put his hand on the boy's head. His hand glowed red, before the boy fell peacefully asleep again. Ares knew this wasn't justice. He could not kill the poor child.

Ares then flashed away, at peace in his mind, knowing that whatever deity came could not help but save the child.

Only seconds later, another deity flashed in and gasped.

Floor 600, Empire State Building, Olympus

As soon as Ares got to the Olympus throne room, Aphrodite got off of her throne and hugged him.

"Get off of me you stupid slut", Ares said.

Aphrodite was confused. She said, "Ares, what's wrong honey?"

"Go, before you get spitted on my pike for cheating on your husband," Ares said.

Now Aphrodite was even more confused. She hated her ugly husband Hephaestus, and Ares must have known that.

"Ares you are the one who usually is with me, you're my boyfriend", she smiled, thinking him jesting, "Remember?"

"I was, but I have remembered who I am, what I am, and not am I only the god of war, but also of civil order, and the stupid biker I had become had forgotten that.

Aphrodite knew he was rejecting her and went to kiss him and use her power of seduction on him.

"No!" Ares yelled and threw her to her husband. Aphrodite gaped and then realized she held on to Hephaestus's arm to stop her from falling. She shrieked and flashed to her throne while getting an extra-large hand sanitizer bottle.

The gods were stunned. They hadn't seen Ares like this since the Second World War. He seemed much more confident and dangerous. His aura had also flared up too. Even Athena seemed lost for words.

Ares walked up to Hephaestus's throne and pulled out the scarves and lipsticks and things that Aphrodite forgets at his palace.

"I believe these are yours," He said to a gaping Hephaestus. He then kneeled. The forge god just sat in his throne, maybe even more surprised than all of the other Olympians.

Ares pulled his sword out and said," I, Ares, God of warfare, Battle lust, Civil Order, and Manly Courage swear on the river Styx, my sword and my domains, to never touch Hephaestus's wife Aphrodite in any sexual or adultric manner again of my own will."

Thunder boomed and all of the gods cringed because it was louder than usual.

Ares then got up, saluted Hephaestus, who was grinning like a fool, and walked to the center of the room.

All the Olympians knew he had changed. But when they heard his next words they knew what happened.

"My name is Ares. Many of you think me stupid, or weak, and I know you talk about me behind my back. But today I became who I am meant to be. I am no biker, I am no fool, I am no plaything, and I am no mortal to do anything you ask. I am Ares and…"

"I am the true God of War"

Who should find the boy eh ehm (Percy) eh ehm. Do you like it? Hopefully. I love constructive criticism. And that's a wrap for my first chapter on Fanfiction. YAY!