Upon leaving Tyr's temple and the Huldra Shop, Kratos and his now two children, Atreus and Calliope, were returning back to their cabin as they took the door to the realm between realms. They walked in silence for about five seconds before Atreus decided to break the ice.

"So...now that we know that Calliope can fight, does this mean we will have to start training her alongside me?"

"Perhaps." Kratos answered. "But it will be difficult. The snow has made it harder for us to find any proper game."

Atreus replied "True, but we can start off small. We don't have to leave the Wild Woods for her to hunt. And we don't have to worry about too many monsters, since the Draugr can't seem to survive in the blizzard for so long ."

"Aye. Fimbulwinter keeps all enemies such as those bloody Draugr from spawning." Mimir decided to join the conversation. "But there are still Hel-Walkers, and even Reavers. And I'm not so sure the lass is ready to fight those foes."

"Well, if we have to face any of those today, we'll protect her. Right, Father?"

"Hmm...Yes." In some way, Kratos was proud of his son to proclaim that he would protect Calliope, and he wanted to do much the same, now that she was somehow back.

Calliope herself was unable to pick up anything her newfound brother and aged father were talking about, still being unfamiliar with the language, and only picking a few specks of words. Atreus did attempt to teach her a few things, and she did accidently pick up a swear word from the short blue guy she believe the name of was "Rock" and his brother "Cinder", but she wasn't picking it up fast enough. She still had no idea how she's alive once more, or how she got here, but she will have to learn to adapt. This wasn't Sparta, let alone Greece, that much as clear. But as long as Calliope had her father again, and a new brother, she will see to it that she grew strong enough to make the old spartan in her father proud.

"Πατέρα, τι θα κάνουμε μετά; Αλήθεια θα με εκπαιδεύσουμε; (Father, what shall we do next? Are we actually going to train me?)" Calliope spoke in her native tongue. Atreus listened carefully, interested to learn about the language of his father's homeland. He only ever heard him say a few words growing up, and according to his mother, it took him a while to fully adapt to the language they spoke here.

Then Kratos spoke "Πρώτα θα επιστρέψουμε στο σπίτι και θα φροντίσουμε να σας φέρουμε μεγαλύτερη θέση. Και μετά, θα δούμε. (First we shall return home and see to getting you more situated. And then, we shall see.)"

"Hey, Father." said Atreus. "Do you mind if I take another look at your own journal when we get back? I'd love to see more of what you drew in your time."

"Hmm...Very well. And if you wish to learn greek, to better communicate with your sister, you need only ask."

"Awesome." Atreus silently said to himself and he turned to Calliope, giving her a smile. "We might be able to fully understand each other soon, Cal."

...The girl still barely got any of that, but Atreus' smile made her feel warm, and that nickname did not slip past her mind. "Cal." She thought to herself, she liked it. Maybe she would think of a nickname for her brother... "Tre'." She thought to herself.

Soon enough, they exited the Realm Between Realms and found themselves back in front of the cabin, where Kratos walks towards the door, opening it before gesturing his two children inside. Walking in himself, he watches as Atreus and Calliope sit on the boy's bed.

"So, Calliope learned to fight from her mother." The boy said with his sister nodding, catching a little what he said about her fighting. "And you said that she still had a lot to learn?"

"No doubt her mother taught her only the basics of self-defense, along with a few of her own techniques that would stagger normal enemies." Kratos said, bringing out his old book and hands it to Atreus, who wasted no time looking through page to page. "Now, it is up to me to see her training through."

Atreus continue to look through the book as he said "Well, if she's gonna be staying with us, maybe we could...make more space? Get her her own bed?"

Kratos took a moment to think about it and said "...Perhaps." Before turning towards his daughter "Καλλιόπη, θα προτιμούσες να στρώσουμε άλλο κρεβάτι; Μόνο για σένα, Μικρή Μούσα; (Calliope, would you prefer we made another bed? Just for you, Little Muse?)"

Calliope then takes her moment to ponder, looking around the cabin, seeing the only other bed belonged to her brother. "Θα το ήθελα, πατέρα. Αλλά δεν με πειράζει να κοιμάμαι δίπλα σου. Με κάνει να νιώθω ασφάλεια. (I would like it, father. But I don't mind sleeping beside you. It makes me feel safe.)

"Hmph." Kratos caresses his daughter's hair. "Αν πρόκειται να μεγαλώσεις, θα πρέπει να έχεις τον δικό σου χώρο. Θα κάνουμε χώρο για εσάς. (If you're going to grow up, you should have your own space. We will make room for you.) And then he turns to Atreus, who peaks up from the book. "We will have rebuild part of the house in order for their be more space for her."

"Sounds good." Atreus agreed, finish up on Kratos' old journal. "Your drawings are really nice, father."

"Each one carries a vivid memory." The old warrior picked up the chisel shard, gathering essentials for anything they needed today. But when he stopped at the blades hanging by the wall, him staring at them caught the attention of the children, especially Calliope, who recognized the weapons. When her father first returned him with them, upon hearing that he was now in service of the God of War, Ares, she thought it an honor for her father to be his champion, yet her mother seemed livid, as she never took to her father's crusade, waging war against neighboring kingdoms when he was made general, saying that is was so that the Glory of Sparta would be known to all, but Lysandra believed otherwise, that Kratos only ever fought for himself. After that, the relationship between her parents was complicated at best. Her father was barely ever home, for what seemed like a year in Ares' service, and Calliope missed the comfort her home was once filled with. But when the day her life was taken by her father's hand was a day she would never forget, especially when it came to weapons that ended her life. To see them again made a shiver run up her spine.

Kratos could sense the discomfort of his daughter by the sight of the blades, so he decided reopening the hatch beneath the floor once more and almost immediately tuck the blades back into their place.

"You're hiding them again?" Atreus asks. "Why?"

Kratos replied "For Calliope's sake. She is...afraid of them." And that is when Atreus took notice of his sister, who had just huddled up close to him. To him, the blades were...something almost incredible to see in action, but he could see the bitterness in his father's eyes whenever he simply looked at them. He'd yet to understand the bitter history those weapons carried, along with the one they're bound to. "...Atreus, you will lead in our hunt today. Show your sister how we survive around here."

"Yes, sir." Standing up from up from his bed, Atreus gestures to Calliope to come along with them. Wanting to take her mind off the memory of the blades, Calliope got up and ran towards her brother. "Come on! We're gonna start hunting!"

"...H-Hun...ting?" Calliope was still trying to learn the language.

"Ναί. Ο αδερφός σου θα δείξει πώς να κυνηγά. (Yes. Your brother will show how to hunt.)"

And with that, the girl gave a nod as Kratos lead them out of the cabin. Atreus took lead from there on out, running ahead of his father and onto the path while Calliope was standing by her father. "Μείνε με τον αδερφό σου, Καλλιόπη. Θα χρειαστεί να δείτε. (Stay with your brother, Calliope. You will need to see.)"

"Αχ. Ναι, πατέρα. (Ah. Yes, Father.)" She replied before running to catch up with Atreus. She heard the boy say "We usually hunt for deer. They used everywhere around the woods. Now, they're a little harder to find because of the snowfall." And yet, she could still barely get any other that. Calliope followed her brother through the snow, and Kratos could see that there going through the same path they had taken before the start of the journey to spread Faye's ashes. A fitting start, he believes, and hopefully one not most disturbed.

"Look here, Cal. Deer tracks." Atreus points to the ground and his sister sees the tracks deep in the snow. "Heading towards the Old Temple, from the looks of it. Huh, it's almost coincidental." He gestures Calliope to keep following him. Kratos followed in silence, evaluating Atreus' abilities to lead the hunt and teach his sister. He sees how the boy has Calliope follow him through the simplest of actions and gestures. It was a start, but not enough for teamwork if his daughter was to fight alongside him and her brother. It was still conflicting, teaching his daughter to survive. Spartan woman were not usually meant for the battlefield, only to care for their homes and the young. Lysandra had displayed some skills in combat, but Kratos would never had thought she'd train Calliope, a child who was often ill, behind his back.

Calliope's illnesses, while he had managed to cure it the first time around, was unsure how to deal with the new sickness the second time around. Could it have been like Atreus? Hiding the truth about his true lineage and nature? Or was it something else entirely? Never the less, Kratos admitted to himself that his daughter did not seem to look ill now, which was a great relief, but for how long would that last?

"Brother, you're falling behind." Mimir spoke, snapping Kratos back to reality and made the old man run towards his children, who were way ahead of him. "Still thinking about your little lass, are ya?"

"Calliope's condition. I can barely remember a time when she was off her bed." Kratos explained. "When she wasn't paling, coughing, seeming to be at death's door. To see her now, full of life and keeping up with Atreus...I am unsure to feel about this."

"You have her again. Remember that and you'll do fine by both of them. You've already began to spend some time, having fun instead of the usual routine. It's never to late to have a family together."

Though silent, Kratos did agree with Mimir. He would not fail her again and would truly cherish whatever time he had left with her, determined to make it last as well. It was then that he made it to the Old Temple, Atreus and Calliope waiting for him at the entrance.

"What took you?" Atreus asked, with Calliope saying "Το περιμέναμε, Father (We had been waiting, Father.)"

Kratos said nothing as he opened the stone doors of the temple once more. Calliope was expected a grand hall of some sorts, but instead for whatever was here collapsed a long time ago. Across the big gap was a deer, which she quickly pointed to.

"Αυτό ψάχνουμε αδερφέ; (Is that what we're looking for, brother?)" She asked, to which Atreus replied "Yep. That's the deer. Come on, we'll need to get it closer." And that's when she saw her brother jump over the gap that lead downstairs. Though hesitant at first, Calliope looked at her father, who gave her a nod before she went ahead and jumped herself, landing on their other side successfully. She continued follow Atreus while Kratos continued to observe how the boy was leading.

"Father and I came down here about a year ago." Atreus said to Calliope as they walked down the stairs. "Ended up fighting a troll and-"

"Losing your temper." Kratos interrupted, ruining the mood for his son."

"Yeah."

"Έρχεσαι εδώ πριν για hunting? (You come down here before for hunting?)"

Atreus replied "Yeah, we've been here hunting once before. My Mother told me never to come here, but Father said otherwise. It was dangerous, but it's all clear up...I hope."

"Should be fine." Mimir said. "An old place as this isn't the exactly the best place to hide through Fimbulwinter."

Following his brother down the path he and their father went down some time ago, Calliope treaded carefully through the snow, a little worried as she tried to interpret what he was saying. It was still slow going, but she did catch a bit of the world "danger". Luckily, her father was there to calm her down.

"Δεν χρειάζεται να ανησυχείς, μικρή μούσα. Δεν θα πάμε μακριά. (You need not worry, little muse. We will not tread far.)" Kratos says to her daughter as they head uphill. There, on the cliffside did Atreus spot the deer and both his Father and Sister stood by as the boy took out his bow and arrow.

"Watch...and learn, Cal." He said with confidence as he aimed the bow steadily, stretched its string back and with concentration, loosed the arrow. Calliope watched carefully, yet her eyes widened as she saw her brother's arrow land directly into the animal's hide. She did not know whether to be amazed or simply shocked by how good Atreus seemed to be with his weapon. "Come on!" She heard her brother said as he jumped down from the edge. She seemed hesitant at how far high they were, but Kratos gave her shoulder a pat before he jumped down himself. He then gestured to her with open arms, saying that he will catch her. And with a little bit of a step back, Calliope takes one big jump and finds herself being caught in her father's arms.

"Καλά έκανες Καλλιόπη. (You were doing well, Calliope.)" He said to her as he puts her down. But then the child asked "Είναι ακόμα ζωντανό το ζώο; (Is the animal still alive?)" To which they both look and head over to Atreus, who was standing over the wounded animal. The arrow had drawn blood, but the deer was still breathing as Calliope looked sad for the creature.

"Huh. This feels almost nostalgic." Atreus said before turning to his sister. "Why don't...you finish the job, Calliope?"

Though the girl seemed confused, Kratos clarified for her saying "Σας ευχόμαστε να τελειώσετε τη δουλειά. (We wish for you to finish the job.)" And that is when she was wide eyed. Though she had some rough training in the past, Calliope never really spilled blood. She was hesitant, but she didn't want her father to keep her looking at her, constantly worried for her well being. Taking out her new knife, she looked into it's metal, seeing her reflection about the flat surface. A face of determination reflected upon the blade as she clutched the handle tightly and stepped forward. Holding the knife in a reverse grip, she hovers the knife over the dying deer, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. But even as it was inches away, she halted and could feel her hands shaking...that is until another pair of hands wrapped around hers, seeing that they belonged to Atreus, and another big hand on top of theirs, belonging to their Kratos. Looking at the both her father and brother willing to help her, Calliope felt calmed as she faced the animal again and allowed her knife to sink into its flesh, hearing some gasps from the deer before it drew its last breath.

This was her first kill. Sure, her brother did most of the work, but the beasts' blood stained the knife as she began to slowly pull it out. Calliope had only ever been trained to defend herself, but to actually take a life is something she didn't know what to feel about, especially since she was still a kid, even as much as she wanted to prove herself. Seeing his sister looking sadly at her own knife, Atreus places his hand on Calliope's shoulder.

"It never feels easy the same time, Cal." He said to her with a reassuring expression, one that made Calliope feel better. "You had done very good, Lass." Mimir also commented.

And though he could never express it as much, Kratos felt proud of his children. Proud of his son for having matured, leading them throughout the hunt and showing his sister the way, and proud of his daughter for showing that she was stronger than he once thought. Though, she has much to learn, being much like Atreus, if not lesser, than when they started on the path, she has potential. And Kratos will see to it that she reaches it fully, despite the worsening conditions of Fimbulwinter, he will not fail her again, as he then place his own hand on her other shoulder.

"Calliope..." He began to say. "...Τώρα, είσαι έτοιμος. (...Now, you are ready.)" And that made Calliope smile as the three of them shared this moment together..

So, yeah. I decided to take over on this story "Chains of the Past", where Kratos' daughter, Calliope returns from the dead and arrives in Midgard. The original was made by Horrorlovergirl and can be found here: s/12964995/1/Chains-of-the-Past

And I have absolutely NO IDEA how I'm going to continue this one, I just wanted to see it continued in general. I am picking up where the first one left off, as "It is Greek Tradition for a story to unfold in a single time and place, uninterrupted." I'm gonna try my best with that. I can tell you right now, what I have planned, most of this story is going to take place in Midgard, due to Realm Travel being blocked off by Odin in the game during the events in Fimbulwinter. I will introduce the Raiders later and other types of enemies, and of course, Freya. And I will have chapters that mostly involve Atreus and Calliope bonding and working together.

Other than that, I'm not sure what will happen next. If you can help by giving me some ideas, that would be much appreciated.

A few ideas? What exactly should Kratos, Atreus and Calliope do next? What kind of main weapon should Calliope have? Should I bring back anybody else from the old games? Should I bring back...Deimos? If anybody has any ideas that can help me with this, feel free to leave a review about them, or message me on PM.

I really want to continue on this one, and I hope you do to.

- Light.