War: Rise of Ares..... part 3 - Fan-Fic

Location: NYC, Olympus Group Building.

The remaining group of gods sit in a board room meeting discussing what they consider to be dire concerns to themselves and their power structure... at the head of the table is Athena in a business suit, Artemis, Poseidon, Hephaestus and a host of others as always Hebe is the receptionist and coffee girl or more precisely the Cup bearer bringing Ambrosia to the meeting.

Athena: It is true for those who dont know my brother Ares has become the ruler of Hades and usurped my Pluto's power.

Artemis: and what business is this to us?
better him then allowing Pluto to remain in power.

Poseidon: i agree. my brother was a dangerous god unstable.
he would wage war on Olympus and any Olympian for power.
He could not maintain order in his Realm and Ares has.

Athena: and what and when my brother grows tired of his duties and decides he wants more, what then?
Ares has allied himself with Pluto in the past for his bid for power how is it any different now?

Poseidon: Ares has changed proven himself a worthy ally to Olympus.
He himself has helped protect us in battle against other pantheons for millenniums.
it would be no different now.

Athena: he be a God of War with the power of Death.
How do we know his rage and hate will not turn him into a nihilist?
power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Artemis: then we will deal with him when it becomes evident and not before hand.

Poseidon: The same could be said about you Athena.
you have inherited the Thunderbolt and are yourself a goddesses of War, would you too be corrupted?
would it be better to stop you here and now?( stares at Athena the gods growing uncomfortable).

Aphrodite: would we kill or attack some one because he "could" prove dangerous.
need i remind everyone here we are all gods, we can all prove to be dangerous.
nay, i will not fight Ares when he has committed no celestial crime.

Hermes: you would say that would you not, Aphrodite?
does your infatuation cloud your judgment?

Aphrodite throws a cup at Hermes who easily evades it at the speed of light and smiles the gods begin to argue among each other when the room grows dark shadows creeping and the floor vibrating from a dull roar. finally a black mass of cloud appears creating an aperture as Ares steps through his eyes glowing blood red behind his Helm wearing Wolf fur shoulder pads and cape and his Olympian armor.. The gods feeling anxious at his arrival can feel the darkness and rage emanating from Ares... Athena looking at Ares standing opposite of the table Poseidon standing up to greet his nephew.

Poseidon: Nephew, glad to see you...

Athena: brother...( stares)

Ares: Uncle..(Nods)
Sister....... I am aware that you all conspire against me.
It's why i am here.

Athena: you bn Spying, you mean!

Poseidon: settle down, Athena..

Ares: if i were spying i would not be here.
I stand before you waiting to hear the accusation made against me.
in the light of day not behind shadows and locked doors like cowardly thieves and housewives.

Athena: very well, Ares... you have taken power that was not rightly yours nor bequeathed upon you.

Ares: I care not for the politics of you and the pettiness of the gods.
I did not ask to be what i am.. i did not conspire for Hades power.
But, now it is mine none the less. it is as it should be.

Pluto had become mad and deranged losing his grip on the realm sooner or later he would have attacked the mortal world or thy fellow Olympians.

Athena: and you would not? what is to stop you from doing the same?

Ares: i have tighten the reigns of Hades brought order ones more through will alone without our father's degree something Pluto could not do.
I have Discipline and Control...

Athena: you, discipline and control? (smirks).
were you not killed time and again for not exercising those qualities?

Ares: mock me not Athena...
i died in battle as a God of War..

I am here to assure you i do not plan on attacking Olympus of the gods what remains of it.
I am here to officially give notice, i am Ares God of War and Death.
let any who would challenge my power and rule speak now!

Ares pulls out his Axe which is strapped in his back beneath his fur cape smashing the table to punctuate his point as it glows responding to his annoyance..
The gods intimidated by Ares challenge remain quite those who had voiced concern no longer wish to make any challenge to his rule..
Poseidon not caring either way ignores the challenge Athena and Hephaestus stare at his weapon for only a moment surprised to see it.

Athena: is this your vaunted control, brother?

Ares: Aye.. if it were not you and many of these gods would be naught but Ash and would soon join me in my realm.
being alongside the other dark gods of the underworld or the Titans in Tartarus perhaps even chained alongside Pluto above my Throne.

Athena's eyes glow and spark with the electricity of Zeus Thunderbolt as she stares at her brother... a silent challenge to the Dark God.
Their fellow gods back away some not sure if they would join the battle and choice sides if battle was waged.

Ares: you are the inheritor of Father's Thunder Bolt and goddess of Wisdom and to my annoyance War.
I have inherited Uncle's realm and power and am myself the God of War and would have my title and share it with no one.
Forfeit the War title, sister. give me what is mine....(eyes glowing)

Athena: and if i do not?

Ares: then we shall see who has mastered whose respective power the most and i believe i have the advantage..
(his Axe begins to glow once more.. the hate radiating can be felt by the Olympians mystic senses).

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Athena staring at her brother's Axe as it glows takes a step back in fear. although, she possess the power of the Thunderbolt she is wise enough to know not to confront an opponent without being fully aware of his powers. Ares already usurped Hades power and now the Bloodaxe mixed with his own Olympian might makes him a powerful enemy a match if not superior to any Olympian. Athena resents her title of war to Ares, Ares is now the only god to wear the mantle of War in the Olympian Pantheon.

Ares: Fear me not brothers and sisters with power i have gained wisdom.
i do not want your power and station do not pursue me in war and you need not fear me.

Ares looking aside to Hephaestus who sits among the gods stares back at his brother.

Ares: you and i have had our disagreements in the past, brother.
I hope we can move beyond them.

Hephaestus: We are gods Ares. what is a lifetime to a mortal to us, it is as fresh as a yesterday's memory.

Ares: i offer you an open invitation to my realm brother.
the flames of Hades make an excellent fire for forging.

Hephaestus: perhaps. but, so do the fire's of this realm.

Ares looking away from his brother looks back at the gods gathered around

Ares: i have made the 1st peace convoy, the rest is up to all of you.

Ares putting away his Axe behind his Grey Fur Cape as it latches onto it's firm fitting holster snapping itself in place turns and walks toward the ebon cloud as it electrical spiderwebs flash and sizzle as it engulfs Ares back into the Underworld as it shrinks and vanishes. Athena watching as Ares vanishes begins to talk among the gods once more bringing up that Ares was no longer the same something about his behavior was off as if death has calmed him some how. Athena not realizing that the Ares that stood before them was only a piece of the whole, Ares is still physically dead it was his Soul that stood before them given power and physical form by the Axe and his new found might but still a soul none the less.

Ares returning to the Underworld as he makes his way to his Throne stops in his tracks as he senses something familiar the same familiarity he felt when he 1st gained his power but having dismissed it as Hela had appeared requiring his wits about him. This time Ares stretches his senses across the underworld to find the source as he takes a seat on his throne imposing his will on the dead who all wear Greek armor his to command, Silently they guide the stranger who has arrived in the underworld forming a military formation armor and shield smashing as they go to attention, saluting the stranger. The Stranger looks at the dead in warrior armor and looks up to see a Castle in the distance, further back a mountain range which glows red, as he looks around there is a since of calmness and peace reserved for those who have died in honorable death. The stranger making his way to the Castle from the Shores after having Bartered his save passage from the ferryman, Cautionsly he steps toward the large doors which open up on their own trumpets and drums allowance his arrival as the dead kneel before the young stranger as he walks to the Throne in which sits Ares.

Ares smiling as he stands up, the young Stranger running to Ares as they hug each other, tears run down from both gods.

Ares: Son. I told you we would meet again.
In Death or in life!

Phobos: Dad?!

Ares: come, let us celebrate your arrival welcome to your home!

suddenly the dead, gods and demigods of the underworld begin to whisper as a new godling arrives among their ranks, servants bringing plates of food as they prepare the table for celebration. Phobo's looking around looking up he sees Hades the previous lord of the underworld chained and half melted to the wall above Ares Throne.

Phobos: how did this happen, father?

Ares: We'll talk about it soon enough.
How did this happen to you?

the two gods begin to talk, each sharing their stories of how they each ended up in their predicament.

Ares: you are free to come and go between realms of the dead from the Castle, Hades to the Eulysium Field your right as a god.

Phobos: i cant stay here, Father.
My friends need me. I have to go back.

Ares: In time son. enjoy death if only for a little while.
But do not drink from the River of Forgetfulness.

As the gods, dead generals, demigods and Nymphs sit to eat and pass bread among each other they hear the arrival of a new visitor chains can be heard rattling hammer clanking in the background from somewhere within the Castle. Ares once again smiles today is a good day to be dead, Hephusteaus walking through the corridors to the main hall stares at the dark gods of the underworld who eat besides Ares. Ares turning behind him as he waives Hephaestus to take a seat and introduces him to his Son.

Ares: Phobos, this is your uncles Hephaestus the forger of the gods.

Phobos: hello, Hephaestus.

Hephaestus: you may call me, uncle, nephew.
I know of you but how did you end up dead?

Phobos: i was killed by a strange mutant.
do you think you guys can resurrect me?

Hephaestus: I can talk to the rest of the Pantheon, but i cannot promise anything.
where is your body?

Phobos: i dont know.

Ares: until then let us drink and celebrate, perhaps you and i son can take a stroll to Hades, always some one willing to battle.

Phobos smiling no wonder the gods seldom fear death as he drinks and takes fruit from his plate he smiles at his fellow dead and gods, the dark nymphs and demigoddesses smile at the young god. Ares taking note smiles and lightly nudges his son with his elbow as he winks.

Hephaestus: Brother.

Ares: yes?

Hephaestus: i will require a direct flame from Hades for my furnace.

Ares: of course easily accomplish once you set up your workshop, i will make a direct opening beneath the furnace for your fire.

Hephaestus: Promise me brother that you will not wage war with your fellow Olympians?

Ares: i give you my word as a god, i will not attack them nor seek any confrontation against them.
but, i will defend myself.

Hephaestus: that will have to do.
do you require anything from me brother?

Ares: just your company from time to time and perhaps a mystic chain for my axe.

Hephaestus: simple enough.

Phobos: what are you guys talking about?

Hephaestus: weapons and forging young Phobos.
perhaps you would like your own. it would be my pleasure.

Phobos: really?

Ares: your uncle is the best blacksmith in all creation, there is nothing he cannot accomplish.

Phobos: well, only if you want too.

Hephaestus: i work on something for you as well young Phobos.

Finally they are interrupted by the playing of flutes and string instruments from the nymphs and fellow demigods and gods alike. A few of the dead who still have presence of mind join in and begin to dance with permission of their Lord.

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