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"My vengeance ends now," Kratos said as he glared daggers at Athena.

"You would strike me down? Again?" Athena looked on in horror as Kratos gripped the hilt of the all-powerful Blade of Olympus and hoisted it up over his right shoulder. "How could you?!"

With a growl, Kratos charged the weapon and swung it toward Athena, but to the Goddess' surprise, he purposely missed her and angled the blade toward himself! She held out her hand in disbelief and shock as the Spartan plunged the blade deep into his torso. "You... You fool! What have you done?"

Kratos hunched over the weapon for a moment then was lifted into the air by an unseen force. A bright pillar of light shot from his body and into the sky. "No," Athena shouted angrily. There was an explosion and soon after the entire darkened sky lit up with light. pecks of light began slowly drifting down around them like snow as Kratos descended to the ground where he fell to his knees.

"That was meant for me," an enraged Athena shouted, referring to the power of Hope that Kratos had just released to their ruined world. "They will not know what to do with it." Becoming even angrier at the Spartan's lack of a response, she floated toward him and gripped his head. She yanked it back and looked him in the eyes before gripping the Olympus Blade. "You disappoint me, Spartan," Athena said as Kratos grunted in both pain and defiance. With one smooth motion, the Goddess removed the blade from Kratos and tossed it aside.

Athena turned her back on the God of War who stumbled on his knees while his gaping wound bled profusely, painting the area around him in crimson red! He chuckled as he slowly crumbled onto his back; his breath began to grow more ragged and faint as his life began to dim. There were no words. No regrets. He had finally forgiven himself for what he had done and in doing so had finally found peace. It was the end he had been looking for. Finally, the Ghost of Sparta could lay to rest. Or so he thought.

Something inside Kratos began shouting at him to get up. That it wasn't yet over. This wasn't how he was supposed to die. His eyes slowly opened and his body began to move, all seemingly on their own. But why? He was ready to finally accept his end. What was causing him to keep living? Hadn't he been through enough already? All he wanted was to finally rest! But, was that what he really wanted? His mind weakly whispered yes but his body, no, his very being shouted no! He pulled himself up and back to his feet. His opened wound, which had begun healing to his surprise, still bled a great deal and left a crimson trail as he started to stumble forward. His legs shakingly move on their own accord as they carried his beaten bloodied body toward the edge of the cliff he was on. He reached down and weakly grabbed the chains of his Blades of Chaos as he stumbled by and dragged them along. It took a bit to reach, but eventually, Kratos found himself peering over the edge of the cliff down into the raging waters below.

A flashback of the time where he had once attempted to take his own life this very same way ran through his mind. Was this how it was to end? To plunge himself into the endless depths of the ocean so that the monsters who resided there could feast on his flesh? Whatever, it didn't matter to him. All he wanted was peace. So, with no hesitation, he closed his eyes and stepped off the cliff's edge. As he plummeted toward the raging murky waters below a blindingly bright light filled his darkened vision and he felt his body become lighter than a feather. It was now like he was floating instead of falling and even with his eyes closed, his vision was still filled with the blinding bright light though now it was starting to dim down.

His once sealed eyes slowly began to open and Kratos, much older now, found himself on another cliff overlooking an ocean with a dimly lit orange sun sinking behind it. He sighed deeply, not remembering the last time he had that memory when he felt a small tug on his hand. He looked down to see a small, dark redhead girl with silver-colored eyes looking up into his hazel brown ones. "What is it Mikros." His voice was deeper and sounded older than before.

"Daddy, are you alright," she asked in a small voice.

Kratos gave a small chuckle and nodded. "Yes, I am fine. Just a distant memory is all." He looks down in front of him and sees a headstone that ready 'Summer Rose'. " Have you paid your respects?"

The young girl nodded and looked down at the grave. "Do you think mommy is watching over us now?"

Kratos sighed and said, "I'm not sure Ruby. But, if that is what gives you strength, then believe in it." The young girl nodded and gave a little sniffle as she wiped a tear from her eye. "Come now, no more crying. Its time we returned home. I don't trust that Uncle of yours alone with your sister. Gods only know what kind of trouble they're getting in."

The young girl reached up and took her father's hand as he turned and led her away from the grave. The setting sun fully sank below the ocean which allowed an infinite amount of bright shining stars to take its place.

(11 years later)

Kratos entered through the double doors that led to the Vale Police Department and headed down the hallway as he had been instructed to do. He had gotten a message from the department about his 15-year-old daughter, Ruby, being held there. From what he had heard, she had stopped a robbery but was also in a small bit of trouble. He came upon a metal door that led into an interrogation room and heard a familiar voice speaking. With a grunt, he opened the door and stepped through to find Ruby sitting in a chair and the blonde secretary of Beacon Academy's headmaster, Glynda, giving her a talking to. When they noticed him, Glynda became silent like a mouse and Ruby tried her best to sink into the chair.

"What happened," Kratos asked though with the weight of his voice it sounded more of a demand.

Ruby gave a sheepish smile and nervously waved at her father. "Uhh, hi dad. I bet you're wondering what happened."

"That was the question I asked."

"Err, ummm, well you see there was this robbery and I may have kinda..."

"She destroyed the shop window, got into a street fight which led to numerous injuries, and then gave a reckless chase after Roman Torchwick."

Kratos gave his daughter a disapproving look which caused the girl to hang her head low. "While I understand and approve of your wanting to help others, you still have much to learn Mikros." He beckoned for her to come along and sais, "We're going home."

But, as Kratos turned to leave, the door opened and in walked the headmaster of Beacon Academy, Ozpin. "Leaving already Kratos?"

"Ozpin. How did I guess you'd be here."

"It's nice to see you again. I trust you are doing well," Ozpin asked before taking a sip of his coffee.

"As well as one could be."

Ozpin chuckled in response before turning his attention in Ruby. "And this must be your daughter, Ms. Ruby Rose."

"H...hi," Ruby waved nervously.

"You remind me so much of your mother."

"Why are you here," Kratos asked.

"Ah, a very good question which will be answered with another question." He turned his attention to Ruby and asked, "Ms. Rose, do you know who I am?"

Ruby looked up at her father and when she didn't see him stop her answering she said, "You're Ozpin. The headmaster of Beacon Academy."

"A pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise," Ruby responded with a smile.

"Let me ask you something, if I may?" Ozpin looked at Kratos for approval. The former God of War grunted and crossed his arms. Taking it as a sign to 'go-ahead' Ozpin asked, "Do you wish to become a Huntress?"

An excited gleam flared up in Ruby's eyes as she said, "More than anything! I've always dreamed of becoming a Huntress ever since I was a little girl!"

Ozpin chuckled and asked, "Well, what would you say if I told you that I wanted you to come to my school?"

Ruby eeped with excitement. She was practically floating through the air as sparkles gleamed around her body. "Oh, that would be wonderful! I'd say..."

"Absolutely not," Kratos interrupted.

"Huh?" The sudden rejection from her father dissipated the sparkles and gleam from Ruby. "But, dad, why not?"

"Because I am not looking to give away both of my children to a dying cause." Kratos learned of the Huntsmen and their fight against the Grimm shortly after arriving on Remnant and could immediately see that the Huntsmen were failing. So why didn't he help? Because he felt that it wasn't his fight. On top of that, he wasn't that much of a fighter anymore. Sure he trained his daughters how to defend themselves and encouraged them to get stronger so that they wouldn't be helpless if he wasn't around. But, other than that, he gave up on fighting shortly after arriving on Remnant. He even stored his Blades of Chaos somewhere hidden out of sight, out of mind.

Ozpin sighed and looked at Glynda. "Ms. Goodwitch, would you and Ms. Rose give us a minute?"

"Of course Professor. Come along Ruby," Glynda beckoned for the young girl to follow her.

Ruby looks at her father first before following behind the older woman. When the door shuts, she says, "It's not fair. Yang gets to go to Beacon Academy. Why can't I?"

"Well, you are much younger than your sister. She also graduated from Signal Academy and got accepted like everyone else." Ruby sighed and leaned against the wall. The older woman was, of course, right after all. Besides, now that she thought about it, would it be a good idea for her to go to a school where she knew no one? Where everyone was older and more experienced than her? She would be leaving all her friends behind if she went to Beacon.

When the door closed Ozpin sighed and said, "I understand your concern, Kratos. I do. But..."

"You understand nothing so do not act as you do."

"I understand more than you think," Ozpin said under his breath. He cleared his throat and continued. "You and I both know the potential that Ruby has to become a great Huntress as does Yang."

"I know of their potential. But, Ruby is far too naive and Yang lacks discipline. Both of which are dangerous traits to have on the battlefield."

"And I agree wholeheartedly."

"Then you will agree when I say that Ruby is not ready." With that Kratos walked past Ozpin and grabbed the door handle.

"And that is where you come in."

Kratos stopped and turned his head toward Ozpin. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I wanted to offer a second proposition. You come to Beacon, with Ruby, and help train the new Hunters."

"I no longer fight."

"I'm not asking you to. All I'm asking is for you to teach them to defend themselves. Nothing more."

"And what makes you think I want to train a bunch of unorganized, undisciplined, brats?"

Ozpin gave a small chuckle and placed a hand on the former God's shoulder. "Because whether we like it or not, Kratos, those brats are our future. We won't be around forever you and I. Someday, our generation of Huntsman will be gone and this new generation will be the ones to take up the mantle. They, I feel, will be the ones who put an end to the Grimm and save our world. All they need is a little push in the right direction.

With that, Ozpin removed his hand and walked past Kratos to open the door but stopped when Kratos asked, "When do we leave?"

Ozpin turned his head and flashed a small victorious grin before saying, "I'll send you the details." He opened the door and walked out of the room. "Have a good evening Ms. Rose, and do stay out of trouble. Ms. Goodwitch, let us be off."

"At once Professor. Good night Ruby. Kratos." The woman turned and quickly followed behind Ozpin without another word.

Ruby looked up at her father and asked, "So, what did you two talk about?"

Kratos gave a small grunt in response. He knew he had fallen into Ozpin's plan like a fly to a spider's web. But, he wasn't dumb. He knew Ozpin was keeping secrets of his own, he couldn't judge him for that of course and knew he wanted Ruby at his school for a reason. But why, Kratos didn't know. He was certain of one thing though. The Headmaster was right. He wouldn't be around forever and didn't want his daughters to rely too heavily on his strength. He had always encouraged them to grow stronger so that they may one day not need him anymore. He looked down at his daughter and said, "Pack your things Mikros. You are going to Beacon."

Alright, this concludes the first chapter for God of War: Remnant. Let me know what you think and hope you enjoyed.