Chapter 3.
(3 hours later; A mile off the cost of the Nemian Island)
Ikelik rolled on his bed. More dreams, they had been coming more and more these days. He saw a small camp in a valley, he was standing next to his father, Kratos, as he killed a dragon and took the Golden Fleece from a tree, him slaughtering people weilding ancient greek bronze weapons.
More images flashed through that he was barely able to make out, then, he saw it. The Blade of Olympus. "Hear me, Spartan." a grisly old voise said. "Only through my help will you be able to find the Blade of Olympus." Ikelik walked up to the sword and grabbed it's hilt. "Only with the help of a Titan, will you succeed against Zeus." He turned to see a old woman made completly out of dirt and earth. "Gaia." he said. "I helped Kratos, your father, long ago Spartan. And only with my help, will you be able to achieve your goal." Anger flashed in Ikelic.
"It is because of you, crone, that my father nearly died on the assault on Olympus!" The Titan of Earth lashed back. "Foolish mortal! If wasn't for me your father would have died when the Spartan army perished at Rhodes!" "You are just like Ares!" Ikelik hissed. "You made my father your servant and then betrayed him in the end. You used my father the same way you did Zeus. Used his hatred to lash out on his father. That is why you were imprisoned, and then later killed by the God of War!"
"Silence!" Gaia yelled. "It seems that you are even more thick skulled then your father. I tried to help you boy, but be warned that you have made an enemy out of the Titans." Ikelik drew his blades. "Enough of this madness." he said, and cut the image of Gaia into clumps of dirt. "Watch your step, Spartan. I shall have my sons teach you a lesson of gratitude towards your elders." Ikelik grimaced. "Spare me the theatrics Gaia. My quest shall not be denied by the likes of you."
Ikelik opened his eyes and sat up on his bed. Gaia wouldn't stop him. Gods or Titans, it didn't matter. He and his father would kill all that did not serve The God of War. He put his armor on and strapped the Blades of Fate to his back. he opened the doors of the hold and walked up onto the deck. The ghosts scrambled over the deck untangling sails and preparing arms.
The island of the Nemeian Lion drew closer. He instructed the ghosts to close the sails and prepare a boat to got to shore. Ikelik jumped into the boat and rowed to shore. After about 10 minutes, he reached the shore and looked into the jungle. He heard a roar over the wind, and it wasn't the wind itself. He walked up from the beach and into the jungle.
He swatted at flies and cut branches in his way. He had been walking for about 3 hours when he heard a branch snap. 'The lion?' he thought. Instead, a girl with pale blond hair jumped from the trees and fired 3 arrows at him. He rolled out of the way and threw one his blades at her legs. The chain wrapped around her feet and he threw her into a tree.
Her back slammed into the tree and stunned her for a while. When she looked up, Ikelik was running and jumped into her. The force of them colliding split the tree in half, they landed with Ikelik on top of her holding a blade above her neck. "So Gaia has decided to kill me now rather than later." he said. The girl looked confused. "I know nothing of Gaia. It is you who has come to kill me! The camp has decided I am to dangerous to live!" Ikelik backed off a bit. "Camp? What camp?" The girl took her chance and kicked him off her and pressed a knife to his throat.
"Do not play dumb with me. It would just be like the camp to send an assassin to kill me!" Ikelik rolled her off him and flipped backwards and recalled the blades to his hands. The girl held her knife in a combat stance. "I have come this far for the Nemian Lion's fur. I do not know of a camp of any sorts." he said. The girl slowly lowered her knife. "You are not from Camp Half-Blood?" she asked. Ikelik put the Blades of Fate in their resting place and held out his hands.
"I was raised on Mt. Olympus by my mother Aphrodite." The girl dropped to her knees. "Please forgive my sire. I did not mean to harm a god." Ikeik shook his head nervously. "I'm not a god either. I am the son of the goddess Aphrodite and a demi-god son of Zeus." The girl rose. "Forgive me, son of Aphrodite. I have been trapped on this island for years. Always weary of the wildlife, always afraid of Camp Half-Blood finaly sending someone to kill me. A life of loneliness is not meant for one so young."
Ikelik crossed the space between them a few steps. "I am sorry for startling you. May I ask your name?" the girl turned to hima nd picked up her bow. "I am Jessica, forsaken daughter of Apollo." 'A daughter of Apollo, an outcast?' he thought. "Jessica, if I may pry." he said following her into the jungle. "What happened for you to be banished by this Camp Half-Blood?" Jessica looked back at him and focussed on her way. "I discovered an ancient scroll in the atic of the big house, the camps main biulding.
"It turned out to be a journal written by Athena. It potrayed a Spartan warrior who at one time held the throne of God of War. The gods later betrayed him, stripped him of his title and powers. He sought rightful revenge. And was then betrayed by his allies, and the goddess he once trusted; Athena herself."
Ikelik recognized it as his father's story. "Kratos, God of War." he said. "Hmm?" Jessica asked. "I am the son of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and Kratos, the true God of War." Jessica turned. "Really? You are actually the son of the God of War?" Ikelik nodded. "I was born to help my father over throw and destroy the gods of Olympus. I was born to be a god slayer."
Jessica stopped and turned. "You really are the son of the God of War. Those blades are similiar to the ones described by Athena. When I discovered that the gods had betrayed Kratos, I was angry at the campers, the camp directors, and the Ares children. For my betrayl and reading a forbidden scroll. I was banished in the Sea of Monsters, abanded by my friends, my family, and my father himself."
Ikelik followed her in farther into the jungle. It lead to a cut it off in the forest leading into 2 directions. "The Nemian Lion's hunting grounds are just ahead. Watch your back though, the Nemian Lion is a tough one to kill." Jessica turned right and walked down another seperate path.
"You won't come with me?" he asked. Jessica turned, a sad expression on her face. "I never finished my training. If I went up against the Nemian Lion as I am, I might get killed." Ikelik held out his hand. "But you would have the help of the War God's son." Jessica seemed to weigh the options in her mind. She then took his hand. "Alright, I'll help you. But I want off this damned island." Ikelik shook her hand. "Deal."