God of War: Daughter of War

Kratos leaned against the rock wall of the cavern that he had been fighting in, while dealing with Castor and Pollux, as he thought long and hard about what had just happened and what it meant for his quest, especially when he considered the sleeping pony girl who was resting off to the side. He had no idea where she had come from, nor did he understand why the Oracle's last words before she died had been about the girl being the key to his happiness, though he had accepted her odd appearance thanks to all of the monsters he had seen over his life, so a child like her wasn't too strange. What interested him was her horn and wings, like one of her parents was a pegasus or something, because they seemed unique among all of the additions that the monsters of this world had, though knowing the gods they might not be too surprised by the girl's form. The other thing that interested him was the sickles that landed near the girl, as they were sharp, similar to his Blades of Chaos, and could very well be made out of a similar metal to his own weapons as he continued to study them, but he had no idea why someone like her would be in possession of such a thing.

It was like a god had decided to have some fun by teleporting a random girl into the area that the Furies controlled, just to see if she could survive or something, making him immediately think of Ares, since it was said that he and Alecto, the leader of the Furies, had been a couple at one point in time. With that in mind it seemed weird to have a little girl here, in the domain of the Furies, since he was sure that she wasn't an oathbreaker like he was, hence his opinion that she was sent here for a bit of fun, even though he knew some gods took things seriously and might have taken an innocent oath a little too far, punishing her when it was broken. The sickles made him wonder if she might be the child of a god, given how well made and well crafted they were, even if they seemed a little too big for someone like her, causing him to move off to the side for a time as he gripped them in his hands. He had experience wielding two weapons at a time, thanks to the Blades of Chaos, so he shifted his stance and started to swing his arms as he performed some of the moves he had developed over the years, finding that he could utilize his attacks with the sickles with ease.

There was something about the weapons that made him wonder what they really were, though he couldn't place his finger on what might be giving him that feeling, though in that moment he heard some more groaning and found that the young girl was getting up again, causing him to set the sickles down as he focused on her.

"Easy. Everything is alright." Kratos said, as the young girl kind of reminded him of someone important to him, no doubt a memory that the Furies were using to torment him on his journey to free himself from his oath to Ares, hence why he was being more careful and delicate, almost as if she were his child or something silly like that.

"W... Where am I?" the little girl asked, repeating the first question that had left her mouth when she came to after waking up near him and the now dead oracle he had been talking to, though as she opened her eyes again, taking in the world once more, she noticed him kneeling beside her while noticing the dead body that had knocked her out.

"We are in the vast mountain range of Delphi, in the now ruined temple of the Oracle." Kratos replied, though as he said that, however, he noticed that none of the names he had said so far meant anything to the girl, which only made him take a moment to wonder what else he would learn about her before this particular quest was over, since he wasn't about to leave her for the Furies, "I am Kratos, general of the Spartan army, and this is the body of the Oracle of Delphi, Aletheia... and no, I did not kill her, rather she was an accidental casualty during my fight with the now deceased usurpers of her great power. Do you have a name? Do you know where you came from?"

Part of him was still worried that this might just be an illusion that even Aletheia was caught in, thanks to the state she had been left in thanks to his battle with her usurpers, but most of him wanted to believe that she was real and that he wasn't going insane thanks to the Furies.

"Fl... Flurry Heart." the girl answered, where Kratos realized something as she said that, it seemed like she had next to no memories, save for how to talk and her own name, because his second question seemed to stall her and prevented her from answering right away, "And... no... I don't know anything else."

"Not even these?" Kratos inquired, gesturing to the sickles that were resting near the girl, Flurry Heart as he corrected his thought immediately, though it wasn't long before she noticed them and shook her head to indicate that she had no idea what they were, which was really strange since they had appeared with her, causing him to let out a sigh, "Very well, since you likely have no idea how to use these, I will hold onto them for the time being. We should get going, as there is no telling when the minions of the Furies will show up and try to kill us... if a fight does break out, however, you should hide behind some cover."

Flurry stared up at him for a moment, taking in the fact that he was muscular, he had ashen colored skin, the fact that he had a red marking on one side of his face and chest, and the blades that seemed to be attached to he due to the chains that were seared into his arms, before nodding her understanding. Kratos said nothing to that as he turned and faced the only opening that was available to them right now, a passage that rested near Aletheia's corpse, as it seemed to lead out of the area her temple had been resting in, to which he beckoned for Flurry to follow as he started to move. As they did so he discovered that how to walk had to be an innate thing for her, as she seemed to move just fine, meaning he didn't have to waste time of teaching her the basics of how to move, before his thoughts were brought back to the path as he discovered that he would have to jump across a gap and climb a rock wall. He did so almost without thinking, leaping over to the rock wall and carefully climbed his way down to a partial ruined walkway off to his left, though after throwing himself over to his current target, and pulling himself up so he could dust himself off, Kratos remembered that Flurry was with him now.

Sure enough he found that the young girl was standing on the edge of the passage he had walked through, even though she did seem impressed with his climbing abilities, but before he could actually say anything she jumped towards the ledge, like he had done, and fell.

"Flurry!" Kratos called out, being careful not to get too loud with his shout, since he didn't want to bring the forces of the Furies down on their heads when he was distracted, though his worry about the girl was quickly dashed as he noticed that she was just fine, as her wings had opened on their own and allowed her to glide towards him, "I did not know you could do such a thing."

"Neither did I... maybe I can fly with them?" Flurry replied, where she found that trying to control her wings was harder than letting her instincts take over, as when she tried anything her first motion caused her to drop a little and forced her to let go of the reigns, allowing her to glide down to Kratos' position safely.

"Maybe when you are older." Kratos stated, because based on what he had just witnessed there was no way Flurry would be able to fly on her own, meaning there had to be a way to train her on how to use her wings, something he wouldn't be able to help with since he didn't have any of his own, a shame given some of the distances he had to cross, before shaking his head as he looked at the path, "Come, we have more ground to cover."

The walkway, which had been impressive before something broke large chunks of it off, allowed them to leave the cavern that he had found Aletheia in and let Flurry take her first look at the pristine and majestic mountain range that they would be traveling through for a time, since Kratos had no idea how much longer they'd be in this area. Of course he found that he would have to jump down a short height to return to a path he had utilized once before this point, since there was an open door nearby, though before doing so he picked up Flurry before dropping down to the ground. Flurry was surprised by such a thing, as she expected him to climb down something to safely reach this point, and while he set her down Kratos hold her that he was tougher than he looked, because he did this sort of thing all the time and each time he walked away unharmed, as if he were a demigod, an amusing if untrue statement. While Flurry was scratching her head, trying to figure out how he was able to do such a thing without taking damage, Kratos resumed following the path and reached an area that had a small waterfall washing over a large stone face, though he was more interested in what else he found, a walkway he assumed to be the path he needed to take.

Of course they weren't alone as some spiked spears rose out of the ground, blocking the walkway's entrance, while he and Flurry discovered that three satyrs, humanoid monsters that appeared to be more goat than human and had hooves at the end of their feet, not the same as what Flurry had as Kratos thought about it.

Since Flurry didn't know how to fight, based on her earlier words, Kratos had her hide behind one of the rocks as he pulled out one of the Blades of Chaos, because in his right hand he held the amulet he had taken from his last foe and suspected that this might be where he learned how to partly wield it's powers. He knew that the amulet had the power to manipulate time and space, he had seen such a thing while chasing Aletheia's usurpers and had even used it a few times to get up to where the now dead Oracle was resting, but he figured testing out it's combat capabilities would be a benefit for them in the future. As such he used it on one of the satyr and found that they slowed down, leaving that one open to his attacks while it's companions raised their weapons and shields in defense, something that showed him and Flurry that he would have to be careful in figuring out when to use it in battle. With that in mind he switched it out for his other Blade, allowing him to use both once more, before going on the assault as he struck out at the satyr that were around him, allowing Flurry to see that the chains stretched and allowed him to hit enemies from afar if he so desired.

She also got a front row seat to Kratos hacking apart his enemies with deadly precision, as he dodged an incoming sword swing from one of them and, before the creature had a chance to pull back, brought one of his blades down, severing the hand that was holding it with ease. As the creature screeched in pain, and a red liquid came out of the fresh wound, that was when Kratos parried the incoming attack from one of the remaining two, to avoid taking damage himself, before he kicked his second foe away and turned to remove the first foe's head with a swing of his second blade. With that done he turned all of his attention back to the second creature, who was still recovering from the kick to it's chest, which was when Kratos stabbed both of his blades into the monster's chest, surprising it in the process, before he pulled them apart and cut the thing vertically in half. The third one, despite seeing it's allies being brutally killed by their foe, rushed to fight him as well, where Kratos let go of his weapons for a moment, which seemed to make them latch onto his bare back since he wasn't wearing anything over his chest, before grabbing his foe's shield and ripped it out of the creature's hand, but he did not use it as he grabbed the creature's chest and literally tore it open with his hands.

Flurry was stunned by what transpired in front of her, all of what could only be described as death and blood, spilled with ease by one person's hand, and it seemed like Kratos enjoyed spilling the blood of his enemies, because it took him a few moments to realize that he wasn't the only one in this area.

"W... W... What are you?" Flurry asked, though as she said that she couldn't keep the fear out of her voice, because with how effortlessly Kratos had defeated all of his enemies, without breaking a sweat or even getting hit in return, it simply frightened her as she stared at the blood that was on the ground.

"...a monster..." Kratos admitted, rather sadly Flurry noted as he walked over to the waterfall and knelt for a moment, as it allowed her to clean his hands off as the spikes lowered into the holes they had sprung out of, meaning it was possible for them to move out of this area and, hopefully, get closer to his end goal.

"Are... are you going to make me into one as well?" Flurry inquired, where a small part of her seemed excited by the idea of becoming a warrior, like the thought of protecting others appealed to her for some reason, but it was overshadowed by the fear of potentially becoming like Kratos, who seemed surprised by the question.

Kratos stared at her for a few seconds, surprised that simply fighting some of the monsters that usually stood in his way, a fact that he was used to by this point in time, would bring such a question to the surface, especially from a young girl like her, making him wonder what in the world she would make of everything else he had encountered, before he walked over to her and knelt as he gently rested a hand on her shoulder.

"No... if you wish to learn how to be a warrior, a Spartan like me, I will endeavor to teach you everything I can, as well as do everything in my power to make sure you don't repeat my terrible mistakes." Kratos replied, in a more gentle tone than he intended, like he was speaking to his child or someone that needed to be comforted, though with his foggy memories he was partly unsure if he was even capable of such a thing, "If not, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe."

He really wasn't sure why he felt the need to act like this around her, but it helped calm Flurry down and that was all that mattered right now, though Kratos knew that soon they would have to move before more of the Furies' minions found them and hoped that Flurry was ready for whatever happened next.