A/N This is the first GOD OF WAR fanfic and I hope it's somewhat enjoyable as well as somewhat comedic. Though it is a crossover with multiple other universes, I felt it was appropriate because of Kratos changing fate and altering reality as we know it. I hope you enjoy this fanfic. While I do not own Kratos or GOD OF WAR or any of the other associated franchises soon to be listed, Kratos' story has touched my very soul...right before the S.O.B. ripped it out of me!
GOD OF WAR: FATES' DECREE
"Zeus! I bring the destruction of Olympus!!" Gaia continued her ascent to the heavens, Commander Kratos upon her back, guiding the Titans to their destiny. He held the Blade of Olympus high into the air, a symbol of his impending victory. Then, without warning, the skies broke above Olympus. Lightning flared about the moutain top, unphasing the Titans' climb but causing Kratos to shudder. "What is the meaning of this," he roared as Gaia continued up. Suddenly, a large hole erupted into the sky and began to fire lightning down at them. Kratos dogded some of the bolts as they struck at him, seemingly aiming for him with every bolt. He holstered the Blade of Olympus onto his back and swung from tree to tree. The Titans and even the Gods were struck by the bolts, but nothing had occurred. Kratos leapt into the air and was suddenly met with a blast. He screamed as the blast shocked his very body, causing his vains to swell and his body to shrink some as it felt as though he was being squashed by a large hammer. His eyes bulged and his fingers contorted. The lightning bolt retracted, pulling Kratos high into the void, the Blad of Olympus falling from it's holster. And so, The God of War passed into oblivion and was never seen again.
But that was not the end of Kratos' journey. No, there was more to his story...
He plunged through the darkness, falling continously into the blackness. His body was numb and his eyes sealed shut by unknown injuries. His dreams and nightmares over the years of his life flooded his mind. He saw himself slaughter his family, bringing the stinging pain of emotion to himself once more. He saw his defeat of Aries and the death of the God of War. Pride came to him, but also the anger and hatred of the Gods' for not taking away his nightmares. He swung his Blades of Athena out at the nothingness as he plummeted on. He saw the Sisters of Fate. He saw himself end their existences with his very blades. Then in his head, he heard Clotho's voice..."It is through my threads that all life is born. You must not tamper with destiny Kratos. You will destroy everything." Did he just do that? In his quest for vengeance, did he destroy the very fabric of reality? His eyes fired open and he saw nothing. Suddenly the void opened and he plunged into white light. Falling through the air of a bright and shining sky, Kratos fell and fell and fell. He saw nothing but the on coming blueness of what looked likt the ocean. He holds his arms up across his face as he crashed into the crystal clear blue water of the Atlantic Ocean.
The water consumed him and he was out of breath. He slowly kicked and fought his way to the surface and poked his head out of the water. He breathed in the clean ocean air. "Where in Zeus' name am I," he asked himself aloud looking in every direction. Then he spotted something in the distance. Kratos squinted his eyes. "It's a ship," he spoke softly and began to swim towards it. As he neared, he heard some voices call out to others and soon a line was cast over the boat. He grasped the line and climbed aboard. On the ship, a bunch of gritty looking men, all wearing what looked like rags of clothing and stank something awful stood before him. Kratos pondered where they were from, since their clothing was different than his. "Who do you call captain of this ship," Kratos demanded. "That would be I," a nonchalant voice called from behind the Ghost of Sparta. He turned and beheld the queerest of sights. A man storde up to him wearing a raggedy overcoat and a funny hat. His hair was braided and hanging down and he walked with a weird gesture. "I am Captain Jack Sparrow and it is I should be wondering, whom you might be."