A legendary Greek warrior and feared servant of the Gods of Olympus, Kratos was once a mighty Spartan warrior who quickly rose to prominence because of his rage, brutality and skill, eventually becoming a legendary general at an early age. Ambitious, Kratos sought to bring the glory of Sparta to all of Greece- but when he was confronted by the Barbarian King and his hordes, Kratos was overwhelmed. Just before death, Kratos called out to the God of War, Ares, to save him. Ares answered, binding the deadly Blades of Chaos to his arms and making Kratos his servant, but giving him the power to push back the Barbarians and turn the tide.
He continued to serve Ares bidding, until the God tricked him into slaughtering his own wife and daughter, believing that he would create the ultimate warrior in Kratos if he no longer had anything to live for. The Oracle bound the ashes of his fallen family to his skin, making him appear solid white- The Ghost of Sparta.
Vowing revenge on Ares, Kratos abandoned the God of War, taking up the cause of the rest of Olympus on a long, many year journey to obtain forgiveness for his sins, to gain vengeance against the God who betrayed him and to finally relieve himself of the nightmares.
Hours away from the infamous city of Kirkwall, six large ships speedily leap above wave after wave towards the City of Chains. As the massive war machines cross the Waking Sea with urgency, each bears two flags. The first, the spear and shield- the symbol of the elite Sparta, flowing proudly in the ocean's winds. The second standard varies with each ship- a silver owl, a turquoise horse, a black goat, a pure white lion, a bronze snake, and, leading the armada, a golden eagle. These Spartan armies were not just fighting for conquest, glory and honor- this was a divine act.
And on the flagship bearing the standard of Zeus, king of the gods, stood Kratos; the Ghost of Sparta and God of War. He left his quarters- and the two beautiful women that had kept him occupied for the long journey- to approach an ancient mirror. A flash of magic filled the mirror, and the neutral face of Athena appeared.
"What is troubling you, Kratos?"
The Spartan grunted, cracking his neck before answering. "Why does Zeus command an army to strike a city so far from Greece?"
Kratos cut her off immediately. "Your king, Athena."
The goddess sighed, clearly wishing to discuss that at another time. "This city- this continent- worships a different deity than us. Zeus states that he sees this "Maker" as a threat to Olympus, but it is quite clear it is jealousy that motivates him, not fear."
And yet Kratos seemed unmoved. "Why does this concern me, then? Surely Zeus could strike them down on his own." He asked, growing frustrated.
"Because the Spartans worship you, Kratos- perhaps even more than Zeus, and certainly more than Ares. He would never admit it, but Zeus needs your support for their's."
At that, Kratos allowed himself a small smile. "This is true."
Athena smiled warmly at her pupil, and both stopped as they heard orders being bellowed above deck. "Indeed- but the battle almost begins. Go now, Kratos, and prepare yourself."
With that, Athena disappeared, leaving Kratos alone once again.
In the Hawke mansion of Hightown, three people sat casually around a table playing cards. One, the dwarf merchant Varric Tethras, smirked as he triumphantly played the winning hand. His two companions, his best friend Hawke and his lover Isabella, groaned as the storyteller collected his winnings. "You really need to learn how to play cards, Chuckles. Or least how to cheat like Rivaini over here."
"Forgive me for trusting you to play fair, Varric. Besides, Isabella didn't che-she definitely cheated what am I saying?"
Isabella laughed, viewing her hand as she sipped from her wine glass. "Deary, I'm a pirate and Varric is a member of the Merchant's Guild. I would have to end things right here if you expected something else."
"It would be that easy to get rid of you, huh?"
The three laughed, but a pounding on the door interrupted them. Hawke stood up to open it, only for Aveline, Captain of the City Guard. She had her sword and shield equipped already, and Hawke's once friendly grin slipped a tad while his eyes expressed genuine concern.
"What's wrong, Aveline? Meredith and Orisno arguing about the wine fountain in the tower again? It was just a small birthday gift for-"
"Kirkwall is being invaded, Hawke."
Hawke's grin quickly disappeared entirely, with Varric and Isabella already grabbing their weapons. He immediately equipped the Hawke's Key and walked outside. The sky was black, with gigantic fiery boulders and ballista bolts landing around them. "Who is it? Qunari, Tevinter?"
Aveline shrugged as she led them outside. "I'm afraid I don't know who these people are, Hawke. They've already taken the Circle Tower and Lowtown. They're pushing through Darktown as we speak."
"Merrill's leading the evacuation up to Hightown right now. Anders is covering the retreat with the remaining mages while Fenris is assisting the Templars with Carver."
Hawke began sprinting down, Isabella and Varric beginning to follow him. He quickly turned around and ordered them to stop. "Stay here and help Aveline prepare the defenses at the Chantry. I'll be back in time for tea, don't worry."
The two rogues looked at each other uneasily, but did as told and walked with Aveline. Hawke looked towards the burning city of Kirkwall, and a righteous anger overtook him. Wiping a smear of blood across his face for good luck, Hawke ventured down to halt the invaders of his home.
Kratos bellowed to his troopos as the phalanx pushed forward against the City Guard. His Spartan's long spears made short work of the initial City Guard, who came ill-equipped to take on the tight formation during the hasty defense. As they began the retreat across Darktown, Kratos quickly led the charge into individual combat.
Yelling viciously, Kratos took his Blades and swung them in an arc, decapitating several Guards with the initial slash. He quickly launched himself forward and thrust both Blades into the chest of another. Turning around, he easily rolled out of the way as a Guard chucked a javelin at him. Before he could unsheath his short sword, Kratos used the Eye of Atlantis.
The beam of lighting burned through the Guard's chest, leaving a scorched hole where his stomach once was. Watching himself get surrounded by a dozen City Guards, Kratos cast Horn of Boreas, freezing all of the foes in place. He finished them off with Poseidon's Rage, the lightning and tremors shattering them all into tiny fragments of ice, flesh, and bone.
"Challenge someone worthy of your skill, mage."
Kratos looked over as a tattooed warrior glowing blue appeared, swinging his sword with unexpected speed and precision. Only barely blocking it in time, Kratos headbutted Fenris before flipping backwards to avoid a sweep below his legs.
"YOU DARE!" Kratos bellowed, swinging his Blades at a surprised elf as he charged forward. The warrior only barely managed to sidestep Kratos' dash, swinging his sword but overextending. Kratos easily ducked beneath the strike and slammed his shoulder into the warrior's chest, launching him into a market stall. Fenris quickly stood up, and Kratos snarled like a rabid dog at the resilient foe.
"Prepare to die, mongrel."
Fenris merely continued his scowl and raised his greatsword. "Give it your best, invader."
"Anders, are you okay?"
Hawke jogged up to his friend Anders, who kept a weary eye for trouble. His eyes showed the slight shade of blue when Justice was about to be unleashed, and Hawke looked where he was glanced. The Champion quickly raised his staff as Anders activated Pancea.
Two mages were swiftly cut down by a phalanx of Spartans, who peppered them with javelins. The shield wall stood firm as the individual warriors charged, swords in hand. Hawke cast Tempest, causing bolts of lightning to strike those unfortunate enough to get caught in the radius. He followed it up with activating Blood Magic, allowing the dark magic to envelop his body and mind.
With a brief look of pain, Hawke cast Blood Slave over one of the Spartans, who quickly rammed his spear into two of his companions. The warrior unsheated his xiphos and started to dual his former friends. Hawke quickly deactivated the spell, and watched Anders give into Vengeance.
"Can you handle the retreat, Anders? Watch the refugees, and get to the Chantry with the others."
Three more Spartans surrounded the two mages, and Hawke smirked. He cast Stonefist at one, sending him hurtling back and reducing his chest into a blood pulp underneath his armor. One charged with his sword, but Hawke parried the blow and shoved the bladed end of his staff into his foe's chest. Anders cast Winter's Grasp on the last Spartan, and Hawke finished him off with Stonefist again.
"Are you sure, Hawke? Do you at least have a plan?"
Hawke shrugged as he sprinted towards the bulk of combat. "Of course not, but when has that ever stopped us?"
In the thick of the docks of Darktown, the two armies of Spartans and Kirkwall dualed viciously with each other. The Spartan phalanxes held firm against the defenders, but the mages were able to break through them enough times for the Templars to break the ranks and engage in individual combat.
And in the apex of the brutal melee were Kratos and Fenris, the latter covered in cuts, bruises, and blood. The Ghost of Sparta, meanwhile, had almost no mark of injury upon him. He took his Blades and flung them into the spines of two Templars, killing them instantly, before tossing them into an exhausted Fenris.
Hawke charged into the fray at that moment, launching bolts of energy at Spartans while trying to find enough groups to cast his larger spells. He took the Hawke's Key and conjured an electrical surge of energy, slashing with the bladed end into the side of a Spartan. The Kirkwall guard finished him off with a quick hack, and gestured over to another skirmish.
Hawke looked over to see his rival Fenris, bloodied and defeated. The elf charged a final time, thrusting his great sword at a shirtless white warrior. Kratos leaped over the blade and thrust both Blades into Fenris' shoulders. The elf staggered, and Hawke quickly cast Heal to his ally.
Sensing his foe's energy returning, Kratos quickly summoned Efreet upon his weakened foe. The large fire demon rose with a roar, before slamming his fist down into a ring of fire. Fenris looked in horror as the fiery blast enveloped his entire body, reducing his head to a pile of char and scorching his entire body.
Hawke watched in horror as Fenris' headless body fell down with a thud, vaporizing into dust on impact with the ground. Although the two disagreed on almost everything, they'd also been comrades-in-arms for almost a decade now.
"Is that the best this pathetic city has to offer? I will burn it to the ground just for wasting my time!"
"You'll have to get past me first. You could also pay a toll, but your bill's already rather high." Hawke replied, launching a bolt of lightning from his staff. Kratos raised the Sun Shield, sending the projectile back towards Hawke. The mage dodged the blast, letting it slam into a Spartan behind him. Smirking, Hawke twirled his staff and glared at Kratos.
"So which is it? Because you're going to pay either way."
Kratos snarled and hefted his Blades. He replied only with a gutteral roar, before charging at the defiant mage.
Meanwhile, the Spartan armies had all but taken the entirety of Darktown. Carver and Anders remained at the barricades being hastily erected to hold back the Spartans, several City Guard having formed a shield wall of their own. The Templar hefted his greatsword and Anders twirled his staff as the Spartans emerged. He cast Haste, and Carver sprung forward.
The knight cleaved his way through Spartans, slicing and hacking his away through them with ease. One manged to pierce Carver's sweeping attacks, his spear thrust into his thigh. Letting out a cry of pain, Carver yanked his attacker towards him and thrust his greatsword into him. Anders cast Heal, and the Templar slowly fell back as the Spartans advanced.
"Fall back, Carver. Take the Guard with you, and set up the defenses at Hightown."
"I won't leave you here to die!" Carver said, only for the mage to shove him back. His eyes glowed a bright, fiery blue, and Justice took over completely. "Now."
Turning around, Anders cast Firestorm, meteors of flame showering the ever-growing wave of bronze-clad warriors. Feeling his stamina draining, Anders started to fire bolts of magical energy at his foes. Each blast struck down a Spartan, but for every one dead two more took his place. Soon, Anders found himself surrounded.
Casting Mind Blast, the mage swung his staff in a circular motion, using a surge of spiritual energy to enhance his staff and keep the Spartans away.
"You shall take no more innocent lives!" Justice yelled in defiance, unaware of the Greek archers that had arrived. Anders screamed in pain as a volley of arrows pierced his body, and he fell to his knees. Attempting to heal himself, his spell was interrupted as two more Spartans attempted to finish him off.
He deflected one with the body of his staff, but the other thrust his spear cleanly through Anders' chest. Gasping for breath, Anders died as the Spartans viciously lifted the mage's corpse to the bloodthirsty cheers of his fellow men.
He planted the spear into the ground, letting the body slide down it with a sickening squelch as they advanced upon Kirkwall.
"You are strong, mortal. I shall end you quickly."
Kratos lashed out with his Blades again, grappling them around Hawke's staff. The mage simply pulled Kratos forward, taking the lower end and knocking Kratos on his back. The Champion took the bladed end of his staff and thrust it down at Kratos, who flipped backwards to avoid it. He attempted to charge in once more, but Hawke quickly cast Cone of Cold. Icy pillars sprang from the ground, one piercing the demigod's shoulder.
"I try my hardest. A routine jog every morning followed by a breakfast of five dozen eggs. It's quite helpful."
The mage then tried to cast Blood Slave, attempting to take control of his opponent's mind. Kratos coughed up blood, convulsed slightly, but let out a bestial roar and charged once more. The Spartan used Charon's Wrath, sending icy shards and tongues of fire back at Hawke. Feeling his skin cut in several places, Hawke quickly cast Heal, knitting his wounds.
"Strange, that usually works." Hawke mused, firing a bolt of lightning at Kratos. Unable to raised his Sun Shield in time, Kratos slowed slightly at the tingling of electricity that had hit him. Hawke quickly followed up with Fireball, stepping backwards to avoid the recoil.
Kratos managed to block it with the Sun Shield, sending the blast off target into a house. Summoning a lightning bolt of his own, Kratos tossed Zeus' Fury at Hawke in retaliation. The bolt hit the mage dead on, who was sent flying backwards from the impact. Hawke, tired but determined, stood to engage Kratos once again.
An arrow swiftly flew past him, however, hitting Kratos directly in the shoulder. Hawke turned to see Aveline, Sebastian, and Merrill arriving to help. Aveline quickly positioned herself in front of Hawke.
"The Guard has rallied, and the last of the refugees made it thanks to Anders' sacrifice."
"Anders' sacrifice? People don't usually say that unless...oh Maker."
Sebastian interrupted their conversation as he loosed another arrow. "Get back to Hightown- they'll need you there. We can handle him."
Hawke looked unsurely as Aveline charged, her shield easily blocking the flurry of attacks from Kratos' Blades. Nodding, Hawke sprinted back to reinforce Hightown. Merrill and Sebastian looked back as Kratos grabbed Aveline's shield and tossed her into a wall.
Varric and Carver looked uneasily at each other as they awaited with the Kirkwall City Guard. The warriors stood firm, hearing the war cries of the advancing Spartans. They'd barely been able to repel the initial wave, but both armies were rallied and prepared.
"Y'know, Junior, this is usually the part where the two rivals come to respect each other. One, the witty archer, and the other a blunt but well-meaning warrior."
"You're not going to confess your undying love for me now, are you Varric?"
The dwarf scoffed, pulling the lever of his beloved Bianca as he saw the Sparta phalanx emerge. "Nothing of the sort, Car-"
The battle began with a volley of ballista bolts, shattering the Kirkwall Guard's shield wall. One of the stray bolts slammed into Carver's skull, destroying most of the young warrior's face upon impact. The remaining bits of flesh still attached to his skull were sent flying back as the momentum of the projectile ripped his entire head off of his body.
Varric looked in horror at the headless corpse of his friend's brother, but swallowed it with a deep scowl. He turned to see Isabella emerge with a gasp on her face, before drawing her knives and disappearing in a cloud of smoke.
Taking a vantage point over most of the marketplace, Varric sighed as he watched the vicious skirmish begin all over agian.
"And although I walk through the trenches of death, I despair not, for the Maker guides me with a steady hand..."
Sebastian continued to mutter a prayer under his breath as he loosed another arrow at Kratos. Aveline shrugged herself off once again as the Spartan gave a vicious yell. He raised the Sun Shield once more, rebounding the arrow back to Sebastian. The projectile pierced his thigh, and the prince grunted as he tugged it out.
"Oh, that doesn't look very healthy." Merrill helpfully stated, before casting Spirit Bolt at Kratos. Instead of deflecting it again, Kratos took the Blades of Chaos and entangled Aveline's legs, flinging her in front of him to take the attack for him. The bolt shocked the guard, and she fell once more with a thud.
"I"m sorry, Aveline. I didn't mean-"
"I know Merrill, just take him down!" She ordered, quickly raising her shield to block another slash from Kratos' Blades. The Dalish mage quickly cast Wrath of the Elvhen, causing Kratos to fall to his knees as he convulsed from the blood magic. Coughing, he cast Army of Hades, summoning two souls to attack Merrill and Sebastian. Before he could stand, Aveline slammed her shield into his face, sending him reeling backwards and out of the area.
She charged forward, intent on finishing him off. As she thrust her sword over, however, Kratos managed to muster the energy to duck beneath the blow and thrust both Blades into her stomach. As she gasped for air and coughed up blood, Kratos looked with intense anger into her eyes as he yanked them both out.
"Not...like...this...Wes..." Aveline then fell with a thud, her eyes glossed over.
Merrill and Sebastian, meanwhile, had just defeated both of the demons Kratos summoned. Looking over, they shared a glance of horror as Kratos flung himself forward. He kicked Sebastian down first, tearing into him with his Blades. He twirled them in a circle several times, cutting and hacking the man's body into bloody ribbons of flesh.
Merrill cast Ensnare, causing Kratos to become enrooted in the ground. He tried yanking himself out of the ground, but was met with several blasts of fire from Merrill. She fought back the tears as she kept casting bolts of magic, battering away at Kratos.
Kratos raised the Sun Shield. The bolts of fire immediately were sent back to Merrill, who's abrupt shift in concentration let the snares loose Kratos. The Spartan snarled and lunged forward. He sent both Blades in a downward arc, but Merrill hastily raised her staff in defense. The Blades' chains became wrapped around the staff, but Kratos simply pushed towards the elf.
Grasping her head and yelling with intense fury, Kratos brutally yanked her head sideways, snapping her neck instantly. He began to take deep breaths, calming himself just enough to gather his surroundings. Looking towards the direction his army had marched towards, Kratos sheathed the Blades of Chaos and walked, leaving the bodies of Aveline, Merrill, Fenris, and Sebastian in his wake.
The streets of Hightown were covered in bodies, debris, and weapons as the Kirkwall Guard slowly started to crumble. Only two dozen or so remained, while the Spartan army seemed almost endless in comparison. Forming a crescent wall, the Guard remained steadfast as the Spartans tried to breach their defenses.
Hawke looked in mild amusement as he emerged from a side street, with a clear flanking position. Twirling his staff, he whistled at the bloodthirsty Spartans.
"Looking for little old me?"
The Greeks looked over, and began to reroute some of their forces to deal with the mage. He simply cast Walking Bomb on one of them, and followed up with Winter's Grasp. The frozen, tainted Spartan shattered as Varric shot a volley of arrows into him. With a brief, pained yell, the Spartan exploded, shards of ice and magical energy showering the Spartans.
Revitalized by the sight of the city's Champion, the Guard lashed out with short sword and shield, hacking down the distracted and wounded wave. They briefly disengaged as Hawke finished off the soldiers sent to take him. Sprinting to Varric, Hawke took a position behind the Kirkwall Guard's shield wall.
"Boy am I glad to see you, Chuckles. Those walking bronze bells almost had us a couple of times. Of course, I had everything under control."
"I'm sure you did, Varric. Just like you did with the expedition, and the mansion, and in the Fade. Need I go on?" Hawke began healing the Guard's, casting the magical spell as often as he could. "Speaking of disappointing brothers, where is Carver?"
The dwarf's smiled disappeared instantly, replaced with the look of a bearer of bad news. Hawke's own grin disappeared, and tears started to swell. "Don't tell me, Varric. Tell me he's at the Chantry, recovering from tripping over a rock or falling down the stairs."
"I'm sorry, Hawke."
Hawke dropped his staff. Carver, as much of an ass as he was, was still his family. His only family, with exception to that drunk uncle. His mourning was interrupted, and worsened, when he heard a familiar gutteral roar.
"Where is this city's Champion?"
Kratos proudly marched at the head of his Spartan army, covered in the blood of Kirkwall's finest. His Blades hung loosely in his hands, and he halted as he watched the final defenses of Kirkwall fortify the path to the city's temple.
"Where is the mage who was worthy of challenging the God of War? Bring him forth, so I can cut him down like his weak friends."
Kratos lashed out with his Blades, taunting the Guard to break as the Blades showered them in sparks. He continued, scraping the front of their shields and sending flicks of fire in front of them. "WHERE IS THE CHAMPION OF KIRKWALL!"
Haawke emerged from the crowd of Kirkwall's soldiers, his grief replaced by an intense and unbridled fury. All semblance of humor and wit was gone, replaced with a rage almost equaling the Ghost of Sparta's.
"I'm right here, you monster. Every single one of you bastards is going to pay for this!"
With that final threat, Hawke thrust his staff into his body. The Spartan soldiers uneasily tightened their shield wall, while even Kratos raised his eyebrow in discomfort. Hawke grunted in pain, but smiled a cruel snarl as he yanked the staff back out. He felt the powerful, ancient flow of blood magic tingling in his body, and his eyes glistened a dark red as he glared at Kratos.
"You. Die. Now."
At that moment, Isabella and several Dalish rogues emerged from the shadows. Her knives danced as she and the dwarves cut through the Spartan files. With a yell, Hawke sprinted, gesturing for the Guard to join him. Varric fired a volley of arrows as the Kirkwall Guards charged.
Kratos coordinated the Spartan phalanx to divide itself, focusing the brunt of his forces on Kirkwall's guards. "You ten, with me!" He yelled, grabbing an elf that lunged at him and slamming him onto his knee. The sheer force of blow snapped the elf's back, and she lay limp as he tossed her aside. Unsheathing his swords, Kratos tossed one of them as a challenge to Isabella.
"This is for Carver, precious." She replied, twirling her knives and throwing a Miasmic flask at him. He caught it and threw it at a group of Kirkwall Guards, and the two warriors lunged at each other.
Meanwhile, Hawke cast Hemorrhage over the Spartan phalanx. Most immediately fell to their knees, screaming as their blood started to boil and bust. Some even collapsed there, dead before they touched the ground, while others had blood flowing out their noses, eyes, and ears. Others simply exploded on the spot, their blood moving so unnaturally that the pressure turned them inside out.
Isabella leaped over another swing from Kratos' Blades as the Dalish and Spartans clashed. She rolled underneath an overhead swing, slashing upward as she stood. Her dagger managed to cut Kratos' chest, who responded by pulling a Blade black and swinging it in a circle.
Those strong enough to stand were met with Hawke's bloodthirsty rage. He cast Firestorm, with meteors raining fiery destruction onto the phalanx. Spartans screamed in agony as they were scorched, covered in the blood of their comrades or their combusted ashes. By the time the Firestorm and Hemorrhage had ended, every single Spartan lay dead or dying, left either scorched to the skeleton or flesh cut in a variety of places.
For final emphasis, Hawke cast Pull of the Abyss. The pile of Spartan corpses slammed together violently, collapsing into a single pile of burnt and boiled flesh.
The Kirkwall Guard and Varric looked with total shock at their Champion, realizing just how powerful and brutal the mage was. Hawke unsteadily coughed up blood, leaning on his staff for support.
Isabella slid underneath her attacker, rising and turning around to face her attacker. Parrying another blow, she victoriously threw one of her knives at Kratos. The weapon embedded itself in his chest, and he stumbled back in surprise.
"That's what I thought." Isabella taunted, and threw her other knife at his skull to finish him off.
Kratos' feint worked, and he raised the Sun Shield to repel the knife back. The magic sent the knife spinning back at Isabella, who's surprised reaction was froze as the knife firmly planted itself in her neck.
Hawke looked in surprise, and an inhuman yelp of pain escaped his throat as she fell down. Before he could cast Heal, Kratos grabbed Isabella by the leg and threw her to his remaining Spartans. They quickly raised their spears, impaling Isabella. Hawke fell to his knees as Isabella's corpse fell with an unceremmonial thump.
Kratos yanked Isabella's other knife out of his chest and dropped it. He looked at the mournful Hawke, and spit at him. "I see you and this girl were close. Do not weep, for you shall join her soon."
The Spartans and Guards stopped the skirmish to see what happened next. Every soldier slowly went relaxed, eagerly awaiting to see what happened next. Varric gently gripped Bianca, nervously waiting for something to happen. "C'mon Hawke...don't give up now."
As if he heard Varric, Kratos started to scream in agony as Hawke cast Horror. Visions of his wife and child filled his head, while an image of a razed Sparta entered his mind. Hawke stood up and launched a bolt of electricity at the Spartan. He was sent flying back still screaming.
Kratos' vision blurred as a collage of terrible visions entered his head; himself clutching a strange girl in his arms, Zeus standing victoriously over his dead body.
"Are you feeling it? The pain, the agony of all your sins?" Hawke asked mercilessly as he approached Kratos. He took the blunt end of his staff and swung it at Kratos. The weapon smashed into Kratos' jaw, sending teeth flying as he fell.
"Tell me- can you even stand it? Don't you just want to die?"
Kratos' eyes filled with a mix of rage and fear, but the final vision showed itself. Kratos held a dying Athena in his arms, but her words suddenly renewed his rage. "Do not despair, Kratos. Finish this."
"I'd say Maker have mercy on your soul, but I doubt He'll have any." Hawke remarked, raising the blade of his staff victoriously.
But with the Rage of the Gods flowing through his body, Kratos roared and parried it. Much to Hawke's surprise, Kratos caught the staff and yanked it out of his hands. Hawke looked in shock as Kratos snapped the Hawke's Key in half, tossing the two pieces of wood aside.
Hawke quickly cast Mind Blast, but the demigod shrugged it aside with ease. He grabbed Hawke and slammed his fist into the Champion's face. Hawke cast Heal, only for Kratos to take out a Blade and thrust it into his chest. The mage screamed, feeling his life slip away. He saw the spirits from the Fade gesturing for him to join them, and he knew he wouldn't have a choice.
The Kirkwall Guard dropped their weapons in complete shock and surrender, the Spartans cheered in victory. Varric looked in absolute horror, clutching Bianca in pain.
Even as he died, Hawke felt a strange sense of peace. "It can't end...I was supposed to die in old age. Little kids, dogs...lots of dogs..." He chuckled at his last joke.
"You may go to Elysium, mortal- you fought bravely." Kratos half-assured the dying mage.
With that final remark, Kratos thrust his two hands into the cavity cut open by his Blades. Channeling the last of the Rage bestowed upon him by the gods, Kratos ripped Hawke's body in half. Being showered in blood of the Champion of Kirkwall, Kratos tossed both pieces of the mangled corpse aside.
The Ghost of Sparta stood, bathed in glory, as the Champion of Kirkwall- and with him, the will of the conquered city- lay destroyed in front of him, broken and thoroughly defeated.
Kratos sipped out of his chalice in his improvised chambers. According to his new bard, this had been the residence of the mage who'd fought him. Much to Varric's surprise, Kratos kept the estate in order, disturbing nothing but the dining table and the bedroom.
"Has Athena sent any word, dward?" Kratos asked, and Varric stepped forth. In place of his well-tailored duster and Bianca upon his back, Varric wore the simple loincloth of a servant and had his arms in chains.
"Afraid not, your godliness. Your troops are waiting outside, however. Might wanna give 'em a pep-talk; conquering a city tends to be exhausting."
He nodded his head in absentminded agreement. Kratos remained seated, and Varric took the gesture. The dwarf walked away in quiet, seething anger- leaving Kratos to think on his victory alone.
This battle was unimaginably close. While Hawke had a vast array of options in terms of pure magical prowess, he lacked the strength, determination, and mindless brutality Kratos brought to the fight. The Ghost of Sparta's magical durability, aided by the ever useful Sun Shield and a vast array of destructive spells, combined with his training and discipline to overwhelm the Champion of Kirkwall in a hard-fought but clear cut victory.
Battle vs. Dovahkiin (by BeastMan14)Edit
The Dragonborn pulled himself up to the top of the massive building on this ghastly giants back. The sorcerer had promised him thousands in gold of he could go through that portal, climb to the top of Cronus, and bring back Pandora's box. "It seemed like a good idea then..." The Dragonborn grumbled under his breath as he picked up his sword and opened the doors at the top.
Kratos had done it. He had reached the top of the Temple of Fate and fought his way through everything Ares had sent after him. Now, he would use the power within the box to kill Ares for Athena and Zeus, and he could finally forget what he has done and sleep well for the first time in years. Suddenly, the door swung open and a figure in black armor stepped through. "Who are you?" Kratos asked. "I am the Dragonborn of Skyrim and I demand that box!" The Dragonborn shouted in response. Kratos roared in anger,"The box is mine! No one shall take it so long as I need it!" Then drew the Blades of Chaos and swung with all his might at The Dragonborn.
The Blades crashed into the Daedric Armor and pulled the Dragonborn forward. He crashed into the ground hard and staggered out of the way just as Kratos foot slammed down where his head was a second ago. "Fus Ro Dah!" The Dragonborn shouted as Kratos flew backward. He drew his sword and shield and charged at the momentarily stunned Kratos, bringing his sword down just as Kratos sidestepped and planted his foot into The Dragonborn's chest.
Kratos swapped weapons, pulling the Blade of Artemis out and charging forward, bringing it down onto the Banded Iron shield, cracking it into two. The Dragonborn smashed a piece of the shield into Kratos face before he discarded it completely and switched to Wuuthrad. "You were foolish to stand against me." Kratos says as The Dragonborn put himself into to a defensive position. "You haven't seen me at my toughest yet." He grinned, then charged forward.
The Dragonborn slammed Wuuthrad with all his might into Kratos side, stabbing him in the ribcage. Kratos fell to his knees in pain for a second, and the Dragonborn raised the blade above his head to finish off Kratos when Kratos threw a lightning bolt out of nowhere, the force of it sending the Daedric Armors helmet flying off and shattering the armor in several places.
"You are pathetic, for the gods stand in my side!" Kratos shouted as The Dragonborn weakly threw a fireball at him, with Kratos sidestepping and bringing out the Head of Medusa. As he slowly turned to stone, the Dragonborn shed a tear. Skyrim was doomed all because of his arrogance. "You...must...stop...Alduin." He managed to get it before the stone set in on him forever. Kratos said,"I care not for this Alduin." and destroyed the stone statue. He looked back to Pandoras Box, and clutching his side, walked over to claim its power.
It is believed Kratos won due to his far better weaponry and ability to take a greater pounding then The Dragonborn could dish out.
Battle vs. Lobo (by BeastMan14 and Goddess of Despair)Edit
In a seedy bar at the edge of some-far off galaxy, the Main Man himself indulges in a drink and a good ol' fashioned cigar. Suddenly, the bartender shook, as though extremely cold, when out of nowhere, there was a bight blue flash and the bartender's eyes glowed blue, and he let out in a booming voice,"Are you the one known as Lobo?" Lobo stood up and drew his Uzi. "What's it to ya?" He asked as the bartender simply said,"If you are truly as great as a hunter as you say you are, I need your assistance. There is a powerful man, one who bears a threat to me. His name is Kratos, and I would like you to slay him once and for all." Lobo raised an eyebrow,"Yeah, yeah. What about the pay? The Main Man don't work free for no bastich." The bartender grinned, "An entire mountain of gold. As much treasure as the eye can see." Lobo grinned, then threw down his cigar. "Now yer talkin my language." He turned to go to his hog when a group of aliens stood in the way. "What makes you think we don't want that pay?" Their leader said. Lobo drew his machete, and chuckled. "It's fragging time." Was all he said before he went to work in taking care of the competition.
Arrows sore through the air, coated in flames as the fly towards their target. Suddenly, lighting strikes down each arrow, flames instantly extinguish. "You cannot defeat me, Kratos!" Zeus booms as he slashes the Blade of Olympus across Kratos chest, sending him tumbling back. The bow is dropped and Kratos yanks the the Blade of Olympus away from Zeus. Angered at the length of his fight with Kratos, Zeus summons all his power, and blasts several lighting bolts at Kratos. Kratos began to charge, blocking each jolt with the blade of Olympus. He jummps into the air and slashes horizontally at Zeus, grazing the god's shoulder and sending him tumbling to the ground. Kratos turned and prepares to charge once more, but halts when the two become seperated by a flash of blue light. Kratos stares curiously into the light as a figure appears on top of an iron horse of some sort. Skin gray and covered in black tattoos, Kratos was puzzled by this figure. "Who are you?" Kratos roared. "The Main Man." Lobo said, them began his attack.
Lobo charged forward, his arm drawn back. Kratos shouted,"You cannot hope to defeat me!" seconds before the punch sent him tumbling backward. "Zattafactnow?" Lobo said as Kratos recovered and swung the Blades of Exile, pulling Lobo in and stabbing him in the chest repeatedly before throwing him aside. "That all ya got?" Lobo asked as he regenerated his wounds and pulled out his Uzi's, opening fire with Kratos just barely managing to block the shots with the Golden Fleece. Scowling, Kratos lunged forward and equipped the Nemean Cestus. He shot out the chained balls and sweeps Lobo's feet straight out from under him. "How bout some of this, bastich!" Lobo said as he tossed a frag grenade at Kratos feet. "What is this?" Was all Kratos said before the grenade detonated, throwing him back...and over the side of Mount Olympus. Opening Icarus Wings, Kratos began to glide to a safe landing when Lobo shouted,"Oh no ya don't!" And tackled him, sending him back off the mountain.
Kratos let out a cry as he and Lobo tumbled off the mountain, flying towards the ground at high speeds. With a crash, the two collide into a temple with Kratos hitting it first. Lobo picks himself up off of Kratos. "Not so tough no are ya, ya fragger." He chuckled as he drew his machete to cut off Kratos head for Zeus. "I am not dead yet!" Kratos boomed as he activate the Rage of Sparta. "Son of a bastich." Lobo mumbled as a horde of Spartans charged him, lead by Kratos with the blade of Olympus.
Kratos charged alongside his spartan comrades yelling "FEEL THE WRATH OF THE GHOST OF SPARTA!" Lobo tossed a grenade towards Kratos but it was cut in half, each half flying over different areas of Kratos' shoulders. Lobo quickly turned and slashed the head of a nearby spartan, then turning to try and parry the Blade of Olympus, but the machete snapped under the power of the sword. Kratos quickly raised the blade and sliced overhead. Lobo dodged and slammed his hook chain into Kratos' back. Kratos ignored the pain and tore the hook out and then thrusted the Blade of Olympus into Lobo. He then kicked the bounty hunter back and watched the wounds heal within moments. Lobo stood up "For a god, you're a real pansy. Even Supes could put up a better fight than this." and lifted part of his broken machete...
"Ya know you ain't much of god to me right?" said Lobo which enraged Kratos. Kratos enraged charged with the blade of Olympus and slashed overhead. Lobo side stepped and slashed part of Kratos' chest with his machete. Kratos turned and swung his sword diagnally, but Lobo ducked under it and stabbbed him in the gut. Lobo kicked the blade and Kratos back. Kratos tore out the blade and looked up as Lobo punched into the wound and then kicked Kratos back. Kratos felt the wound and tore out a grenade. He examined it momentarily until BOOM! Kratos body fell, his torso several feet away from his body....
Lobo picked up the rest of Kratos body and prepared to bring it to Zeus, when he heard an inexplicable cough from Kratos bodyless head and torso. "The...gods...*cough*...will simply betray you. Know that...." Kratos dying words were cut short by Lobo shooting him a dozen times in the head. "Sorry bub, but I had a deal, and the Main Man always delivers." Lobo said, then began the climb up to Mount Olympus. At the top, Zeus says,"I thank you. As promised, your reward." He gestured to a measly pile of gold the size of an anthill. "I never said what type of mountain." Zeus laughed in Lobo's face as he scowled and said,"You call this a paycheck?" With one fell swoop, he pulls out another machete and decpaitates Zeus. In a foul mood, Lobo mounted his hog and drove back through the portal.
Kratos was a tough oppenent, but he ultimately didn't have the weapons necessary to fully defeat Lobo to the point where he wouldn't stop attacking. Lobo brought the more advanced weapons and pure brute power necessary to win it.
Battle vs. Galen Marek (by Death'sapprentice77)Edit
The Rogue Shadow lands on the surface of Earth, Greece to be exact, Starkiller steps out of the ship and the ship takes off. A flaming arrow whizzes past the sith's head and he turns to see Kratos holding Apollo's Bow, ready to let off another shot. Preparing himself Starkiller ignites his lightsaber and deflects the arrow shot at him and dodges another. He leaps up high in the air landing right next to Kratos and slashes the bow right in half.
Kratos, draws his Blades of Exile and begins swing them wildly. Starkiller back flips but he retains a small cut on his arm. Kratos hurls a blade straight at him but the sith dodges it Kratos throws another but this time Starkiller throws his light saber and servers the chain and the blade falls to the floor also dealing a small cut to Kratos's face. Enraged Kratos charges him with the single blade with an over head smash which is dodged and slashed again. Kratos then unsheathes the blade of olympus and slashes at Starkiller who blocks it but is surprised it hasn't been cut in two. The two begin exchanging blows neither retaining damage. Then, they lock their blades and get into a struggle Starkiller uses force push and sends the god-slayer slamming into a rock and disarming him. Starkiller leaps near him in an attempt to finish him but Kratos reveals the head of Helios which dazes the sith assassin and Kratos grabs and throws the boy He takes up the Blade of Olympus ready to end the boy's life but Starkiller still has one trick up his sleeve.
Kratos, closed in on Starkiller ready for the kill and suddenly Kratos was hit by a burst of force lightning. Kratos let out a scream of pain and fell to the floor and within minutes Starkiller had fried the God-slayer to death with his force lightning. Making sure his opponent was truly dead he stabbed Kratos a couple times with his lightsaber. The assassin went over to the blade of olympus and picked it up to take to his master, as proof of his victory. Starkiller pulled out his Comlink, and said, "Juno, I'm done here."
Battle vs. Link (by Appelmonkey)Edit
Kratos walks onto the top of the Tower of Rememberance, and watches as a girl gets thrown flaming across the platform. He sees Nightmare, with two swords sticking in the ground to either side. Nightmare swings the Iron Paddle around, and charges Kratos.
He swings the blade in a wide arc, which Kratos ducks under. He rolls back and brings out the Bow of Apollo. The flaming arrows bounce off of the demon’s armor, and Kratos is forced to dodge again. He unleashes Poseidon’s Rage, knocking the Iron Paddle out of Nightmare’s hands. Kratos then drives Nightmare back using his Blades of Exile, which still do not penetrate the armor. Nightmare then grabs the more metallic of the two swords; one of the forms of Soul Edge. Nightmare then presses forward. Metal rings on metal, as the warriors duel their way back and forth across the circular platform. Kratos decides to go for a more unorthodox tactic: he wraps the chains of his Blades of Exile around Soul Edge, trapping it. He then disarms Nightmare, but the move leaves him open. Nightmare then grabs Kratos with his three-clawed hand, lifting him off the ground. He squeezes the warrior, and throws him halfway across the arena. Walking over to the remaining incarnation of Soul Edge, he pulls it out of the ground and sees Kratos pulling out the Blade of Olympus and unleashing the Rage of Sparta. The two warriors fight, a blade that killed gods combating one that eats souls.
Nightmare then disengages, and punches Kratos with his claw. He then delivers a brutal uppercut, launching the warrior into the air. He then stabs the ground with his sword, creating a red sphere of energy that captures the falling Kratos. He drains his opponent’s soul, killing him.
Battle vs. Gandalf (by Greenberet69)Edit
On Olympus Kratos stands at the top and watches as the rest of the world burns in agony as he has completed his revenge and killed all of the Gods of Olympus and killed Zeus in revenge for his betrayal.
you must be the Ghost of Sparta Kratos." A strange voice says
os looks behind him to see a old man in white robes.
I am Kratos who are you old man and where did you come from?" Kratos replies
name is Gandalf I come from a land many miles away from yours across the sea." Gandalf says
have brought pain and evil into this world for what you have done Ghost of Sparta." Gandalf says
"How do you know who I am?" Kratos asks
"I was told by a friend of mine who knows the Gods of Olympus." Gandalf says
must pay for what you have done Kratos." Gandalf says
ould like to see you try old man the mighty God's of Olympus and many more have tried to kill me and none not even the all powerful Zeus could stop me and I have had my vengence so if you think you can stop me you are WRONG!" Kratos says
os drops his Blades of Athena to the ground and swings his right Blade at Gandalf. But Gandalf raises his Shield of Istari and blocks the strike and strikes back by firing a ball of fire at Kratos who quickly dodges the ball of fire.
I see you will not go down so easily." Gandalf says
ONE CAN STOP ME NOW!" Kratos yells and charges at Gandalf.
Kratos draws Typhon's Bane Bow and fires at Gandalf who raises the Shield of Istari again and the arrows bounce off the shield. Gandalf directs his Magical Kinesis at the Bow and is able to disarm it from Kratos and tosses it over the edge of the cliff. Kratos retaliates by charging at Gandalf again and swings his Blades at Gandalf who ducks under them and charges at Kratos and the two engage in combat. Kratos takes a swing at Gandalf but Gandalf blocks the strike with his sword Glamdring and hits Kratos in the head with his Staff. Kratos stumbles back and stomps his feet on the ground using the magic of Atlas Quake to throw Gandalf off balance and makes Gandalf fall to the ground. Kratos charges at Gandalf again but Gandalf grabs his staff and casts Destructive Blast blasting Kratos back and lands on his back. Both warriors get up and Kratos takes out the Head of Euryale but Gandalf quickly faces away from the head and Kratos starts moving towards him. Gandalf casts the Blinding Light spell and causes Kratos to shield his eyes from the bright light giving Gandalf time to raise his sword in the air and casts the Sword of Power spell out from his sword and blasts Kratos back making Kraots loose the head of Euryale. Kratos gets up to see Gandalf charging towards him but Kratos casts Cronos's rage at Gandalf who gets electrified and falls down. Kratos moves towards Gandalf and is about to finish him off when Gandalf once again costs the Blinding Light spell casuing Kratos to stumble back which gives Gandalf time to get up and casts a Lighting Strike at Kratos who is hit directly and yells in pain. Kratos falls down in pain but still manages enough strength to get up and swing his chains at Gandalf who blocks them using his Sword and Staff. Gandalf gets the chance and as Kratos swings down his right armed blade Gandalf casts the Sword of Power and uses the chain to electrify Kratos. Gandalf gets the chance and quickly charges at Kratos. Kratos is able to recover fast and swings his left blade at Gandalf but Gandalf dodges the strike and drives Glamdring into Kratos's chest. Kratos starts coughing up blood and falls down coughing up more blood.
"Your time on this world ends here Ghost of Sparta." Gandalf says
"No this cannot be...how can this be happening...I am invincible." Kratos says
"You thought wrong Ghost of Sparta." Gandalf says and starts to walk away but Kratos gets up and swings his Blades of Athena at Gandalf who raises the Shield of Istari and blocks the stikes. He then turns around, raises his staff and plunges it into the ground. All around Kratos the ground begins to crack all around him and the ground gives away and Kratos falls from Olympus to the fire below. Gandalf retracts his staff from the ground and walks away.
While Kratos dominated up in close range with his Blades of Athena having the reach compared to Glamdring and Gandalf's staff Gandalf dominated with his better Magical powers that covered both Offensive and Defensive capabilities.
Battle vs. Durza (by Seventh ARB)Edit
No battle written
Battle recieved no detailed votes, hard to find out exactly why Kratos won.
Shao Kahn walked through the Greek city, destroying all of the population. But suddenly, a mysterious figure knocked him to the ground. Shao Kahn looked up. "Who are You?!" The figure walked closer and revealed himself. "I am Kratos, the Ghost of Sparta! And you shall fall!"
Kratos punched Shao Kahn in the face, and then headbutted him and knocked him to the floor. As Kratos prepared to strike again, Shao Kahn kicked him back and then grabbed him by the neck, lifting him in the air and throwing him to the ground. Kratos tried to get up, but Shao Kahn pushed him back. Kratos brought out the Nemean Cestus. Shao Kahn ran at Kratos, but using the Nemean Cestus, Kratos punched him in the face sending him falling back. Shao Kahn got up, but Kratos, using the Nemean Cestus, punched him in the gut and then in the face again. Shao Kahn suddenly brought out the Wraith Hammer. As Kratos charged at Shao Kahn using the Boots of Hermes, Shao Kahn struck him down with the Wraith Hammer. The Nemean Cestus fell off Kratos' fists. Kratos brought out the Blades of Exile and with the chain, pulled the Wraith Hammer out of Shao Kahn's hand. Kratos brought out the Bow of Apollo and shot dozens of Fire Arrows at Shao Kahn. Shao Kahn used a Shield to reflect the shots back at Kratos. Kratos fell down. Shao Kahn then teleported behind Kratos and struck him with an energy weapon. Kratos didn't die but was hurt. Shao Kahn then blasted Kratos with a Fire Ball. Shao Kahn decided to end the fight by stealing Kratos' Soul. Kratos, however, resisted. "You have a powerful soul" Kratos said. "So why don't I rip it out of you?!" Kratos took out the Claws of Hades and struck Shao Kahn with them. Shao Kahn was strong enough to resist, but he fell back. Kratos struck Shao Kahn with the Claws of Hades again. Then, Kratos brought out the Sword of Olympus. Once Shao Kahn got to his feet, Kratos impaled him with the Sword of Olympus. Shao Kahn dropped to the ground, dead and Kratos yelled in victory.
Whilst Shao Kahn had far more powers and abilities, Kratos' Godly Weapons were too much for him. Not only was Kratos strong enough to protect his soul, but he was able to withstand many of Shao Kahn's attacks.
Battle vs. Wonder Woman (by Godkombat21)Edit
Daina emerged from her chambers looking over her island paradise as the many inhabitants lived out their lives. She smiled at her paradise satisfied at the life of a princess. suddenly the clear beutiful sky turned dark and stormy. The air filled with winds as all the amazons began to return to their huts. Suddenly a large flash of lightning landed in the middle of the island. Then an inteses scream filled the air. As the flash disppersed Wonder Woman was suprised at what she saw. A large muscular man, with pale white skin and red markings. Diana's eyes widened she recognized this warrior, from many centuries ago. The man finaly stood up obviously dazed by what happened. He shook his head and looked around, surrounded by Amazons with spears armed and ready. He looks around and soon he sees Diana land in front of him. "Kratos" she says the least bit pleased to see him. "Diana" he responds. "I thought I defeated you years ago, why are you here on my island." "Things have changed since last time Diana, the gods no longer shackle me, the sisters no longer control my strings, AND YOU WILL NOT SEE THE END OF THIS DAY!" Kratos yells drawing his blades. The Amazons arch their weapons but Diana calls them off. "Stand down Amazons, I will take care of this intruder." The Amazons dismiss but before Wonder Woman can draw her weapons she is punched violently in the face. The punch sends her flying into a nearby statue. "By the gods." she says as she wipes the blood from her face. Normally she could withstand a punch from someone like Kratos, but this felt as though she had been punched by Bizzaro. Kratos lunges forward preparing another punch, but Wonder Woman quickly evades it by jumping over Kratos. Kratos turns but is immediatly punch twice and then kicked a good distance away. He gets up as Wonder Woman approaches. "Submit." She urges. But suddenly she is struck in the chest by one of the blades of exile and Kratos pulls her towards him. He then punches her with the nemean cestus sending her flying again.
Diana coughs up blood, that blow did more damage then she wanted to admit but she kept her footing. She then sees the other cestus appear on Kratos' other hand. Kratos lunges foward, but even in her condition, Wonder Woman easily avoided Kratos' wild swings. "Feel the wrath of the gods Kratos!" Suddenly a blast of lightning shoots out of her gauntlets making contact with Kratos. Kratos yells in pain as the electricity surges through his nerves. But the spartan quickly dispersses the lightning with a large shockwave from the nemean cestus. The shock wave sends Diana flying a short distance, but she reclaims her balance. She then sees kratos jump in front of her with two large purple hooks in hand. He flings them at her. Diana deflects one with her guantlet, but the other strikes her in the chest. Kratos begins to tug, trying to forcefully rip out Diana's soul. Diana summons her strength and eventually pulls her soul back in, flinging Kratos back. He gets up and pulls out the bow of appollo. He fires multiple arrows but they bounce harmlessly off of Diana's bracelets. Kratos then charges an arrow up and fires it. Although Diana blocks it, the impact sends a small shockwave through the are sending both Kratos and Wonder Woman back. Diana gets up dazed, but not badly injured. She then grabs a nearby sheild and spear to arm herself for Kratos' next assult. She moves slowly, knowing Kratos could attack from any direction. Suddenly a three blue, hooked blades are flung towards her, but Diana deflects them with her sheild. The blades retract as they reveal Kratos' location. "There you are." She says to herself as she flings foward. As Kratos prepares another swing, Diana takles him, rapidly punching him in mid air, before kicking him through a stone statue. Kratos shakes it off and looks up just in time to dodge Wonder Woman's spear. Kratos Swings the Nemisis whip again but misses when Diana sidesteps it. Kratos swings the weapon once more, and this time Diana dodges it and grabs the chains, attached to the blades. But suddenly the chain began to shock her with a massive electric current, forcing her to let go of the weapon. While she was still dazed, Kratos took the oppurtinity to slash at Wonder Woman, giving her a small jolt of electricity with every cut. Finally Diana managed to regain her balance and managed to block the nemesis whip with her sheild. But Kratos hooked the blades on her sheild and managed to yank the sheild out of her hand. Diana tried to retaliate with a punch when suddenly Kratos used the golden fleece to absorb the blow and he returned it with a punch, twice as strong as the one Diana nearly struck him with, sending her flying back a massive distance. Diana struggled to stand, nearly exausted when she saw Kratos lunge at her with a massive blue blade in hand. She struggled to avoid his strike but managed to sidestep a few wild swings. Kratos then struck her with the hilt of the blade, knocking her over. Kratos tried to bring the blade down on her, but Diana managed to block the blade with her gauntlets. However Kratos continued to press the blade closer and closer to Wonder Woman, as she was getting weaker and weaker. Kratos then lifted the blade ready to bring it down with even more force. Diana barley managed to roll out of the way. She struggled up and soon flung her lasso on Kratos, and was lucky enough to entangle Kratos. She swung him around, sending him crashing through a few statues and even huts. But Kratos only got angry and soon grabbed the rope and tugged hard on it, sending Wonder Woman flying towards him. He then punched her with almost all his strength, sending her flying through a few huts. Wonder Woman looked up, her vision blurring as she saw Kratos approaching her. He looked down at his weapons and then tossed them aside (preferring to finish her off with his bare hands). "Don't do this Kratos." Diana pled. "You have no idea the damage you could cause to this world." "Let it suffer." Kratos snapped. "If you kill me Kratos, the Justice League will surely take you down." Wonder Woman said with a hint of anger in her voice. "Then they will fall as well." "The world needs the Justice League, without them this world will dye." "Then prepare for your death Diana." Kratos then grabbed Wonder woman by the hair and headbutted her violently. He then kicked her in the face while she was on the ground. He then grabbed her again slaming her had into the stone of the paths. Wonder Woman then spotted her weapons in her blurring vision and tried desperetly to crawl to them. Kratos dragged her back by the her leg, and then stomped hard on her spine, nearly shattering it. Then she went limp. Kratos looked over his defeated foe and then walked off. As he walked of Diana struggled but reached at a communicator on her belt and turned it on. "Help......need.......help." She coughed out before loosing conciesness.
Superman arrives at the island noticing the ruins of most of it. "Diana I came as soon as I could.....no!" he finds her limp body in the rubble. He lifts her up in disbelief. "It can't be." He says sadly. But to his suprise Wonder Woman opens her eyes. "Get me.....help." she says before passing out. Superman reached at his communicator. "Watchtower, this is Superman two for transport NOW!"
Kratos stumbles around, still confused about his surroundings when he suddenly he found himself in a strange temple. "Welcome my champion." A strange voice rings out. "I am the goddess, Circe."
Battle vs. Spawn (Al Simmons) (by Edwin Febo)Edit
Expert's Opinion Edit
To see the original battle, weapons and votes, click here. Hyperion's Gate, Rotunda Of Olympus
Battle vs. Doomsday (by Deadliest Issue)Edit
Kratos has received a message from Zeus,saying that a beast from another world has emerged.And the beast itself can kill Gods and creatures.When walking towards the Rotunda,this is what Kratos see and makes him surprised :
A Dead Hephaestus
His corpse looks mangled,his head nearly cut off,a lot of bruises around his body.And Kratos realized there was no one that can kill a God except him and the Titans.But then,he hears a roar in a far range.And another message came from Zeus,"That is the beast"And finally,he emerges,Doomsday.
Kratos saw in surprise how the beast looked like,like a half Chimera and a born Titan.Doomsday roars at Kratos but Kratos remains unfazed.He pulls out the Claws Of Hades,expecting an easy win.But when trying to steal the soul,in a quick succession Doomsday broke the Claws.Kratos became enraged and began to swing his Blades Of Exile.The Blades slashed through Doomsday's chest but it deals almost no damage at all.Doomsday then stomps the ground and sends Kratos backwards,knocking him back.Kratos began to rush at Doomsday but before he can strike,Doomsday punches Kratos with full force and makes Kratos fell from the Rotunds
Kratos awakes in the Underworld,he wonders if he is dead.But Hades shows up and says,"Defeat him!" Doomsday appears again out of nowhere.Kratos takes his Bow Of Apollo and fires it at Doomsday but it has no effect.Doomsday punches the ground of the underworld and lifts it and throws it to Kratos.And Kratos gets crushed under the ground.But then Kratos destroys the debris with the Nemean Cestus.Doomsday runs at Kratos and tries to punch him but blocked with the Nemean Cestus.Kratos kicks Doomsday back and makes him lie on the ground.Kratos began punching Doomsday with the Nemean Cestus very hard.He gets up and thought Doomsday is dead.But then Doomsday holds Kratos up and throws him.Doomsday jumps and ended up stomping Kratos' chest.Kratos begin to suffocate.But then in an instance,a lightning strikes Doomsday and what the Gods send to Kratos at the attempt to kill Doomsday,The Blade Of Olympus.
Kratos picks up the Blade.Doomsday rushes at Kratos but Kratos already prepared the Blade and stabs Doomsday with it.Doomsday became stunned.But then,Doomsday gets conscious again and kicks Kratos.And surprises everyone Titan,God and Kratos,Doomsday breaks the Blade Of Olympus easily.Kratos has no more things to harm Doomsday.He flees with the WIngs Of Icarus and Hermes' boots.But Doomsday jumped and stomped at Kratos,stopping his track.And in an instance,Doomsday stares at Kratos while lifting him up,and says in a hard motion,"You are weak!"And Doomsday punches Kratos.Kratos lies on the ground,knocked out with blood all over.And Doomsday leaves Kratos alone.Getting his way up and kills the Hellhounds.And finally this is what the Gods said about Doomsday,he is a threat to all of them
Winner : Doomsday
Expert's Opinion Edit
Doomsday won because he is merely unstoppable.He has high durability and he got the bony prostitutions to increase the punch damage to Kratos that has low durability.And Doomsday' strength makes Kratos' weapon obsolete.Even the Blade Of Olympus.
Battle vs. Witch-King (by Codgod13)Edit
The witch king is looking over the damage as he has just captured Gondor when he hears a report of a lone warrior who is killing hundreds of Urik-hai. Believing it to be Gandalf, he heads down to the field of battle.
That warrior, naturally, is Kratos. Not only are fields of Urak-hai lying dead around his feet, he has just disembowled Aragorn. The Witch King unleashes the black breath, and Kratos falls, clutching his ears. The Witch King runs toward Kratos, flail in one hand and sword in the other. However, Kratos recovers and nearly beheads The Witch King with the Blades of Exile. As the Witch King jumps back, Kratos draws the bow of Apollo and shoots off two arrows, both charged. The wraith evades the first, and blocks the second with his flail. However, the explosion knocks him over, and Kratos charges in, Blades of Exile spinning like chopper blades.
The Witch King feigns death, and as Kratos is about to slash him, he tangles both of the chains with his sword. Both of the Blades of Exile come flying out of Kratos's hands. Kratos growls, and takes out the Nemean Cestus. As the Witch King bull rushes him, Kratos shatters first the flail head then the sword with his deadly gauntlets.
The Witch King draws his morgul blade and stabs at Kratos's hand. It pierces the Cestus but desn't hit Kratos himself. Kratos discards the two Cestus and takes out the blade of Olympus. Sauron's general underestimates the swords power, and Kratos knocks the Witch King's guard way off and slashes his leg, bringing the wraith to his knees. As Kratos prepares to finish off the Witch King, he is taken by surprise as the Witch King uses his uninjured leg to spring up, buries the morgul blade into Kratos's shoulder, leaves it there, and rolls away. In a last ditch effort, Kratos again takes out the sun god's bow and shoots an arrow into the Witch King's chest, but his armor stops the arrow from taking a critical toll. The Witch King watches as Kratos falls and is killed by the Morgul blade's poison. The wraith retrives his blade and limps away.
Battle vs. Prince Dastan (by Godkombat21)Edit
A war rages between Sparta and Persia and as this goes on, the prince of persia, Dastan decides to end it by taking out the sparten leader. As Dastan infultrates Sparta's city he looks around. Suddenly a arrow lands rights next to his head. Dastan looks up and spots Kratos ready to fire another arrow. Dastan avoids the barrage of arrows, and Kratos decides to get up close. He jumps right in front of Dastan and prepares for battle. Dastan takes out the swords of the mighty and avenging warrior. Kratos takes out the blades of exile and a fierce sword battle begins. Dastan attempts to kill Kratos right there but the golden fleece deflects his aim. Kratos then takes out the nemean cestus and Dastan takes out the Airyaman. Kratos avoids Dastan's wild swings and bashes him directly into a patch of spikey vines. As Dastan attempts to break out kratos takes out the blades of exile once more. Dastan manages to get one arm free and as kratos edges closer. Dastan takes out the dagger of time and tries to impale Kratos. Kratos deflects it with the golden fleece and stabs Dastan striat through the heart. Dastan goes limp and kratos yells in victory.
While Prince Dastan was highly skilled with weapons, Kratos not only had godly power, but also possessed the Bow of Apollo which dominated at long range.
Battle vs. Ryu Hayabusa (by Registered contributor)Edit
No Battle Written
Winner: Ryu Hayabusa
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Battle vs. Cú Chulainn (Mythology) (by Urbancommando77)Edit
No battle written
Kratos won due to his weapons and his immortal-ness.