Summary of the latest chapters: It had been over a month since Max and Maliyah last seen each other. Zeus became obsessed with Kratos because of his fear for him. Because of this, he has refused to let Maliyah out of his seight and off of Mt. Olypmus. He knew what she had in store for Kratos but that's not for a couple of chapters or 'chappies' as Day-Of-The-Dead-TattooGal would say haha. Athena had told Kratos to save Maliyah and now they're walking in the humid rainy jungle. READ ONN!

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Lillykins (^_^)

My face continued to be stuck in disbelief. Now I could prove that I wasn't crazy.

" Wait, wait, wait! I know who you are! You're Lord Kratos!"

" You know of me?"

" Yes! Im not crazy! My father Maximillian keeps your spear and shield at his house in Sparta! He protects it like they're his children."

" I know who you speak of."

" You noticed my tattoos? You're not the only 'marked' on around here...or so they say. How did you know to find me?"

" It was foretold by the deceased Goddess, Athena."

" Oh. That cursid palace...ooohhh! Im so glad Im out(stretches arms out in relief)!"

" We must leave this place."

" Well, he-he, we're not gonna stay in a tree, are we?" I laughed. He grabbed hold of a vine and looked down.

" Climb on to me." I did so and he put me in between his legs as we slowly descended down. We soon reached the ground.

" I just want to thank you for saving me back there."

" Our journey is far from over, Maliyah." As I was walking ahead I felt him just...staring at me again.

" You know, its very impolite to stare."

" I..."

" Its okay. Im use to it. Lets not listen to the air. Tell me about yourself."

" I do not think you would like to know anything about me. If it is necessary, you will find out when the time comes."

" Fine. I'll start. You already know my name. Im italian and african. My mom is african and my dad is italian-"

" What do your markings stand for?"

" The one on my shoulder stands for purity and the one on my foot stands for...beauty, I guess. That's why Im so dark...compared to everyone else." He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and I looked back.

" I remember back when I was younger that everyone would ask me what I was and I hated that. And I was always like 'does it matter?' you know?"

" It does not matter what you are, many people over estimate themselves including the petty gods."

" Hey, not all of them are...well Im not."

" I do not find that hard to believe."

" Thats good. I have just one question for you: why do you seek to destroy Olympus?" We then stopped walking.

" Fine. I will tell you. I had faithfully served the Gods for ten years for one price: to release me from my torment and nightmares. They betrayed and lied to me. They took my wife, child, and brother away. Zeus cursed my mother to transform into a beast that I had destroy myself. When I thought that they would finally take the nightmares and visions away, they placed upon me one final task: to kill Ares, the first God of War. When I had succeeded, they forgave my sins but never relieved me of my pain and mysery, driving me into madness. The gods of Olympus abandoned me. Athena then gave me the throne and I became the new God of War. I grew to hate them. Zeus tricked me into putting all of my godly powers into the Blade of Olympus and planned to kill me. That is when he betrayed me and he must pay for it by his death."

I felt so bad for him. How could they do that to someone? He might not have the purist soul, but no one deserves that. I was starting to see a side of the gods that I thought I would never see.

" Well...what if someone else released you and you've completed your task...what would you do then?" That question stopped our walking and he looked at me.

" That is question that lies in the wind." He continued to walk ahead of me. We soon arrived to a cozy spot that was filled with soft grass to camp out. It had a great view of the moon.

" We shall rest here."

" I gotta warn you. I am a wild sleeper and I snore a little bit. If you feel an arm or leg on you just flick it somewhere..." He raised an eyebrow at me and said nothing. I had noticed the moon brought out the color of his eyes. I sat down on a rock, put my knees to my chest and slightly rocked back and forth. A soft breeze blew in my hair and swayed the grass. He sat on the grass and I got off the rock to sit next to him and we stared at the moon together. He was always frowning.

" You have beautiful eyes and a handsome face...just wanted to let you know." I smiled. He looked at me and his face calmed down a little bit. I laid back to go to sleep and the moon only gave his silver shadow more shine. I drifted into a deep sleep.