After a while of moping, Kratos decided to go for a walk to clear his mind. He went to the market, as he had remembered he needed his and Alicia's supper. Kratos was browsing through the meat and vegetable stalls, when he spotted Aretha. He shouted her name and she practically dashed over to him. As she approached, Kratos felt his heart pounding inside his chest like a drum, she was the most beautiful person he had ever met, she was also kind and she always understood how he felt.
"Good afternoon, Aretha," Kratos smiled nervously.
"Good afternoon, how are you?" Asked Aretha.
*What do I say? should I tell her?*
" Well, there is something...., but it doesn't matter." Kratos sighed.
"You can tell me, I won't tell if that's what you're worried about," Aretha pressed.
" Well, you see, my parents were viciously murdered last night, and I really want to know what happened," Kratos sobbed.
"It's ok Kratos, you don't have to cry, and everything will be ok." Aretha whispered.
After Kratos had finished crying, the town clock struck 7pm and at that moment Aretha began turning into Redtooth, so without saying goodbye Aretha ran as fast as her legs would carry her, back to her house, just in time.
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The Greek knight Rises
General FictionA gigantic thankyou to @Girlwriter333, @CrazyCatLady03 and Ozzy, there wouldn't be a story without them! Kratos and Aretha live in Greece and there whole lives have turned upside down. When a mysterious and terrifying monster threatens everything th...
