The Cold God of War

Lost Ones

Y/N POV
I returned back to my home, which I was sharing with my best friend Barbara, and my little sister, about the age of 6, Jasmine.
Me: hey girls.....I'm back
Barbara: hey Spartan, how are you?
Me: oh you know.......more attacks by these radicals
Jasmine: will they hurt us?
Me: if they do they will leave in body bags
Barbara: Y/N....she's 6
Me: she's old enough to know these things
Barbara: no she is not!
3rd POV
In the heavens above the Gods looked at Y/N, the Spartan known for his violence in his city not even on the map
Zeus: this boy, lots of anger, he could be a problem
Poseidon: should we send someone, teach him that all this murder, isn't right
Hera: certainly there should be another way
Hermes: he's done only what he believes
Aphrodite: but these countless lives, ones who've kept praying, making sure we Gods stay strong....he's murdered them.
Zeus: Ares.....go teach this Spartan a lesson.
Ares: any specific way?
Zeus: those two, the girls.....strike them down.
Ares: yes father
Ares walked off, his Metal was a shining black with a black Spartan helmet.
Y/N was outside, Jasmine was playing on her scroll and Barbara was making dinner, since it was her turn that night. In the distance metal hitting the ground was heard.
Barbara: Y/N? What is that noise?
Y/N: I don't know....just to be safe go under the floor, take Jasmine with you
Barbara: Y/N, be careful, you may be a Spartan, but still a teenager
Y/N: I'm 17, I have all I need, now under the floor boards.
They went under the floor boards and closed it, Y/N grabbed his axe and went towards the metal sounds. Y/N looked to see a tall man in all black
Y/N: can I help you?
Ares: are you the Spartan i'be heard so much about?
Y/N: depends....who the hell are you
Ares: hmph.....well then
He went towards Y/N and punched him through some trees. Y/N held his chest and was in immense pain
Y/N: what was that?!
Ares walked over to Y/N and threw him into the house, making him hit the stove where the hot pans were, making them fall on him.
Y/N: FUCK!
He got up and threw a punch only for it to be caught and his hand broken.
Ares: you don't seem like a spartan....you're weak....you're predictable...you are no warrior.
Y/N: and who the fuck are you?!
Ares: I am Ares, the God of War!
He threw Y/N to the ground, leaving him barely able to move, he then went over to the floor board and ripped it off.
Ares: ah yes, the ones I was sent to erase
I made a giant black axe with Orange running through it. He lifted the axe, Barbara covered Jasmine, both were crying until finally the axe went down.
Y/N: NO!
Ares lifted his axe which was drying blood.
Ares: have more respect for the Gods, then things like this won't happen
Ares walked over to Y/N and picked him up. He then threw Y/N through the roof and out through the sky.
Ares: Spartan....you have no idea what's going to happen if you return
He turned around and left the house, leaving Barbara's and Jasmine's corpse behind.
Y/N POV
I woke up in a forest, it was freezing cold out. I managed to roll myself onto my stomach and used my non broken hand to drag myself across the ground. I refuse to have the Reaper's Touch bring me to the Underworld. I made it to a road where my body gave out, I'm alone, in a snow covered forest, I lost everything within minutes. I....I need to push forward....no.....
Everything went dark.