Hello everyone! So, before anyone gets mad at me, I know I've been slacking on writing and I know I've been off the radar a while. Somethings have been happening and my internet access is limited to put it mildly. But, I'm making an effort to get some writing done. Also, I've been going over the reviews for the story and I've realized that some of you are right. I fell into several traps and cliches with this story and I've decided to rework it. The new version shall take place somewhere in RWBY: season 4. I hope you all will like the new version and I hope to have new chapters up soon. Again, I don't know why I feel like I need to explain why this is rated M but, this is rated M because of graphic violence, as one would expect from GOW, and maybe some lemons later on. Also, I do NOT own "God of War" or "RWBY".
GOD OF WAR: Remnant
Chapter 1
Mount Olympus, Zeus' throne room.
Kratos pulls back his blades and rolls to avoid another of Zeus' blasts of lightning. As he comes back onto his feet he charges the elderly God again, twirling his flaming blades so that he can bring them down on his pathetic father. Despite his powerful appearance, and being the king of the Olympian Gods, Zeus is no different than the other Gods Kratos has killed already: weak and self-absorbed. Even his grandfather, Kronos, had been a more difficult challenge than the so called, almighty Zeus.
Zeus raises his arms and blocks the scorching blades with his golden vambraces, grunting from the effort to keep himself upright as he son bears down with his Blades of Exile. Already the God is bruised and bloody, having been stabbed, cut, and blasted by his son. He knew long ago that Kratos was worthy to be the God of War, but he now he knows that Kratos has the power to do what Ares would have never been able to: destroy him and all of Olympus.
"Give this up, Zeus! Your time has come. I have already killed the other Gods of Olympus, only you remain!" Kratos roars as he thrusts his knee into Zeus' stomach, causing the old God to cough up blood. Just before Kratos can bring his blades around again, Zeus flashes himself to the other side of the throne room. As he reappears he glances around the once pristine room that he ruled the world from, now laid to ruin, littered with rubble and fragments of the weapons Kratos had acquired along his mission to destroy him. The once beautiful statues and tapestries that decorated the marble and gold room were nothing but shredded pieces, just like his family. And they were not the only ones; because the deaths of the other Gods, the world has crumbled back into chaos, the forces of nature running rampant without the Gods to keep them leashed. Everything Kratos touches turns to ash, just like the ashes of his family that now stain the Spartan's skin. Zeus looks at his son now, the monster that once served him and the Gods. The conquer of Death and Time. Zeus glares at his son, now knowing what he must do.
"Coward! Face me you bastard! Face your demise!" Kratos yells, the flames that surround his blades flashing brighter. Zeus conjures up the remainder of his power, his hands becoming enveloped in lighting.
"It is time to end this, my son. Your journey has come to an end!" Zeus says, his eyes beginning to glow has his powers swell.
"You honestly believe you can defeat me?! Look around you, father! I have killed Gods and Titans alike. I have thrown back the hands of Death, broken the walls of Time, and brought Olympus down around you!" Kratos roars as he steps towards Zeus, slowly, his golden eyes burning with the raw hatred that has filled him for so long. Zeus focus' all his remaining power into his right hand, the overflowing energy causing lightning to strike out around him. Kratos brings up his Golden Fleece, ready to block and return any attack that Zeus may strike him with, but is confused when Zeus turns and releases the attack at the crumbling wall behind him. As the blast strikes the wall, a ring of blue lightning spreads out from the contact point, leaving behind it a vortex of blue light and darkness.
"You are right, Kratos. Time and even Death have not been enough to hold you, I will admit that. But I am the King of Olympus! And I shall not be defeated by any mortal, especially not one that shares my blood!" Zeus states in the unwavering tone of the King of the Gods. Kratos lets out another beastly roar as he charges at his father again, ready to take the God's head. Just as Kratos comes into range he brings his first blade around, aiming for Zeus' throat. Zeus steps in and grabs Kratos by the wrist before the blade can reach him and takes Kratos by the throat with his other hand. Using his last ounce of strength and the momentum from Kratos' charge, he lifts Kratos up and over him, sending the demigod flying toward the portal he had opened.
Kratos curses in outrage as he flies through the air, but does not accept it; he will never accept anything the Gods throw at him until they are all dead. Twisting in midair, Kratos throws both his blades back towards his father. The fatigue finally hitting the weakened God, Zeus cannot stop the attack as both of the burning blades pierce his body. He cries out as the blades jerk and hook into his flesh as Kratos his pulled into the vacuum of the portal. Kratos grasps onto the chains of his blades as the portal tries to pull him into its maw, the swirling vortex gapping like the mouth of Charybdis.
"Hear me, Zeus! This portal will not take me! I will not stop, I will not falter, I will not rest until you are dead!" Kratos roars as Zeus holds onto the blades, trying not to be pulled in after his son. Zeus raises his hand and calls out to the portal with his mind.
"Forgive me, my son, for you shall never find rest." Zeus whispers as he closes his fist, causing the portal to close, the clipped chains of Kratos' blades clattering to the floor.
Remnant, Unknown forest.
Kratos slowly opens his eyes and is blinded by the rays of light that peak through the tree cover. He slowly pushes himself up into a sitting position, his body aching in multiple places. He looks down at his body which is covered with wounds from his battle with Zeus, but he notices new wounds as well. He also notices that he is covered with small twigs and leaves; looking up, he sees where there are several broken branches in the tree directly above him. I fell, he thinks to himself. Ignoring the pain all over his body, he pushes himself up to his feet and takes in his surroundings: a small clearing surrounded by nothing but woods and greenery, but that is not what confuses him. He looks up to where the sun is peaking through the branches of the forest trees.
After he killed the God Helios, the sun had disappeared behind an eternal storm, yet here it shines again. "Where did you send me, Zeus?" Kratos growls aloud. It is obvious that he is no longer in Greece, possibly not even in his own world being that it was laid to ruin with the death of the Gods. "Come Zeus! Face me! I grow tired of your pathetic games!" Kratos yells, hoping to excite the God's anger. However, his taunt is answer by something moving through the brush behind him.
Kratos turns to face the threat, a massive, black creature rushing toward him; its large, trunk like limbs flailing wildly. Kratos rolls to avoid its attack and reaches over his shoulder for his blades, only to find them gone. He then glances down to his feet where the chains of his blades hang with a few feet slithering along the ground. He growls as he turns to face his attacker, not caring whether he has weapons or not.
The creature confuses Kratos as it turns to face him. Kratos stares at the strange creature; reminding him of a wolf, the beast stands on two legs like a man, growling and baring its teeth. Kratos had faced monsters like this, half human and half beast, but none of them seemed to have armor that protruded from their bodies like this one, and none of them had the same, burning eyes that this creature has. The eyes do not glow with fire or magic, but malice, as if the beast has come for revenge against Kratos for some unknown betrayal.
The beast lets off a roar as it charges him again, running on all fours. Kratos rushes forward as well, ducks down, and tackles the creature. Using all his strength, Kratos carries the flailing beast backwards and throws it to the ground before jumping on top of it. The creature howls in anger as it swipes its claws back and forth in protest but Kratos gives no mercy as he straddles the beast and begins to rain blow after blow on the creature's chest. After several blows, Kratos hears the satisfying sound of bones breaking and his hands become coated in blood. Kratos slams his fist down again and again till, to his surprise, his fist sinks into the creature's body. Jumping back in surprise, he watches as the carcass begins to disintegrate, leaving nothing behind except the blood from Kratos' attacks. Kratos scowls in confusion before he hears it: more growling.
He turns to find more creatures, just like the first, coming out from the brush. Three more wolf-beasts, and a fourth one; only this one is much larger and reminds him of a bear. Just like the wolves, this new creature also has bone-like armor, along with large bone-spines that protrude from the creature's back. The wolves are the first to attack him, swinging their large claws and lunging to bite him. Kratos doesn't miss a step as he swings one of his chains around to bat one of them away, the beast howling in pain as the chain bloodies its maw and breaks some of its teeth. The other two attack in unison and Kratos docks their attack before closing in on them. Grabbing the closest of the wolves he swings the beast around and swings it into its companion, knocking them both to the ground. He rushes toward them before they can regain their footing and lays one of them down with his fist. Before it can recover, he grabs hold of the creature's head and twists it with all his strength till he hears a loud CRACK and the creature goes limp. Just as he lets the creature's body fall to the ground, he feels the massive paw of the bear slam into his back, the force lifting him off his feet and sending him several feet across the clearing.
Kratos hits the dirt ground hard but doesn't hesitate before he rolls with the force and lands back on his feet. He feels the burning pain in his back, no doubt laid open by the creature's large claws, but he does not think twice about it. Zeus and the other Gods had sent plenty of terrifying beasts to kill him and these new creatures will die the same way the others had: in pieces. Kratos lets out a blood thirst roar as he charges at the bear-creature, his clipped chains swinging at his sides. The bear roars at it lumbers forward to attack him as well. As the creature swings its mace-like paws to attack him, Kratos latches on to the creature's arm and uses all his strength to flip the beast onto its back, the beast roaring as the bone-spines on its back are snapped by its weight. A shiver goes up Kratos' spine and turns to meet the remaining wolves as the lunge for him. He drives his fist into the first creature's lower jaw in a fierce uppercut and then slams the other wolf away with his other fist. He then swings one of his chains and wraps it around the first wolf's throat, pulls the beast in close and lifts it over his head. He turns to see the bear has rolled back on to its feet and slams the wolf down onto the bears now jagged spines, knocking the bear back down to the ground as the wolf gives a painful howl before disintegrating on the bear's spines.
Not giving the bear any time to recover Kratos leaps on to the bears back, using the wolf's semi-decayed body to avoid the spines. As the creature pushes itself up again, Kratos jumps and brings his fist down on the back of the creature's armor-less neck. The creature lets out another roar as it falls to the ground again and immediately tries to push itself back up. Without hesitation, Kratos kicks on of the bears paws and knocks it back to the ground as he seizes the massive head with both arms and starts to pull upward. The beast tries to resist, jerking and flailing as Kratos continues to pulls at the beast's head. Kratos soon hears the familiar sound of flesh straining before the creature's head begins to rip away from its body. Kratos' arms become soaked in the creature's blood as the creature's head comes free from its body and he lets off a roar of triumph before slamming the severed head on the disintegrating carcass.
The remaining wolf charges at Kratos again, its gaping jaws showing several broken teeth as blood drips from its mouth. Kratos swings one of his chains upward and smacks the creature's head upward before swinging the other to incircle the creature's throat. Growling in anger, he pulls the creature towards him before laying into the creature's face with his fist. He continues to jerk the creature toward him, punches it away, and then jerks it toward him again multiple times, spraying himself with blood every time he hits the creature. Finally, he jerks the creature down to where it falls at his feet. He places his foot on the creature's bloody, crumbled maw as he takes hold of the coiled chain and jerks upward with a roar of victory, ripping the chain through the creature's flesh and bone.
"Feel the wrath of the God of War!" Kratos yells to the skies, his adrenaline rushing through his veins, but his victory is short lived when his vision becomes clouded. He looks around in a daze before he realizes that he's falling to the ground. He catches himself on his hands and knees, not sure as to why he feels so weak, only that he feels exhausted and a chill as set into his skin. He hears a faint rustling of leaves and he looks in its direction to see a new figure step into the clearing, a person dressed in red. He tries to push himself back to his feet but only manages to push himself onto his knees before he falls onto his back. The last thing he sees is the sunlight shining through the trees before everything fades to black.
