Chronology: Ultimate

[TheElenaFisher]

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So her attacks worked, that was good but she probably should’ve also aimed for the other arm considering what happened next. Yeah, getting shot at with lasers isn’t her preferred way of dying or really getting shot at with anything or getting hit with anything isn’t her preferred way of dying. So obviously, she started to dodge the lasers the best she could but it was only until Ciri stepped in that it stopped going towards her and towards the Witcheress which was also followed by the others attacking him. At least he was distracted and getting attacks thrown at him which gave her time to attack.

Switching to pistol mode, she shot a few ice rounds at his chest. When he would turn around, she switched it to kusarigama mode and threw it at the robot as he was busy screaming from being electrocuted, aiming to wrap it around his neck. If it succeeded, she’d pull him down hard towards the ground using the ribbon which would hopefully take him down long enough for the others to do something about him and the robotic animals he had just called in.

thatguyinthestore , @ robo Santa gang
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Really, it was expected that he’d turn his focus on her as he began to shoot at her and obviously not wanting to get shot at in general, she began to Blink around in order to dodge the shots. Eventually they stopped as the others began to attack him which resulted in him being electrocuted and calling out other robotic companions, these being the animal variety.

As Blake (hopefully) kept him in place, she turned her attention on the robotic animals. Running at the animals who were busy attacking one of their own, she Blinked behind one of them and slashed at its hind legs in an attempt to slow its movement. If it worked, she would go to try to slash its head off and quickly move out of the way in case the other tried to attack her. And if it didn’t work, she would still quickly move out of the way in case she was attacked by the other animal.

thatguyinthestore , Laix_Lake , @ robo Santa gang​

 

[Ellya]

Instantly, Kyou whistled to Supergirl. "Watch out!" He yelled, as suddenly, from his mouth, hands, and seemingly his entire body, Kyou sent a wave of extremely hot fire towards Kratos. And it wasn't just hot, it was...Beyond hot. Like these flames defined what 'hot' meant. His objective was simple- unless Kratos was some sort of weird construct and his blood is fake, he should have cells of some sort, principally given he's Atreus' father. As such, to hopefully stop, or halt his regeneration, Kyou was going to burn his cells, and likely the rest of his body for a bit, too! The flames wouldn't go out for a while.

Kratos raised his shield in defense, but the massive wave of scorching heat obviously wasn't stopped by that. He roared in pain, barely able to keep standing against the seemingly neverending wave of pain and fire. Until...

"Ljósta!"

Kyou was hit by a sudden flash of bright blue light, and an arrow now stuck in his thigh. The small burst of bright light and concussive force that emitted from the arrow had broken Kyou's concentration on the wave of fire. Following its trajectory, he'd see Atreus, already having nocked another arrow. "Stop it! You're gonna kill him!" Even the boy himself seemed to underestimate the sheer power and endurance of his Father. "I won't let you!"

Kratos' skin was singed and burned all over, the tips of his beard hairs still sizzling a bit as he sat on one knee, breathing heavily. He grinned though. The man barely ever smiled, but this scene seemed to bring a smirk to his face.

Fuma

While being victim to such brutal, she tried to defend with her demon hands to block off the rest of the blows. Once Kratos focused on somebody else- even the people she was supposed to help- it gave her the freedom to fly up quickly and prepare for her deadliest attack- the LAST WORD STAND-BY. She will look down to Kratos with not only two-but four- no, FIVE eyes as if seeing he was a berserker in the skin of a human and a god.

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I SEE. YOU ARE NOT QUITE HUMAN, AND YOU ARE NOT QUITE A GOD EITHER. IT'S A SHAME, BERSERKER. FUMA WOULD SEE TO IT THE MOST BRUTAL METHODS AS SHE CAN. HOW ABOUT YOUR LIFE-FORCE IN EXCHANGE FOR THE DAMAGE, HMMM? FUMA JUST NEEDS YOU TO HOLD STILL...

"

When her words finished warning Kratos, she starts with a stronger imprisonment spell that would trap Kratos in the shadowy prison when he's distracted, then she'd combine it with the sapping spell in the prison to get some of the health back to her from the punches. It isn't all the life-force, but she'd like to be in better health before she continues onto lunatic difficulty spells. When she's done sapping, she opens the prison again, switching up spells while she's in the air. The spell this time, no, not "Super Grimworld", but "Arcane "Forbidden Tome Granted by an Angel"".

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BY THE CHANGE OF THE TOME, BUTTERFLIES ARE ASSOCIATED WITH FUNERALS. SHALL WE PREPARE ONE FOR YOU TOO, WHEN YOU ARE SWARMED BY MILLIONS OUT FOR YOUR 'HUMAN' FLESH AND SOUL, STAINED WITH BLOOD AND SIN?

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The rainbow colored butterflies and talismans now began to form, and the demons assisted in doing so in their symbols. The dialogue she made was also a reference to a certain ghostly princess, known for managing the afterlife. Yuyuko can't be in the book, right? Nobody would know it for sure, because there was too many butterflies to figure that out. She also prepared a defense with two extra hands so she wouldn't be so pelted when she was consumed with rage, and in those hands, she flipped through the book for another spell after this one- for both dark magic and for her danmaku. On the side note, she should have used her alternate spells as well, which will do with the hard hitters.

Either way, Fuma's gone to the hardest difficulty, Lunatic, and she'd be damn willing to in the special case when some people are damaged, even part of this is in reaction to the fox of the moon being hurt. If the moon were hurt too much to make itself into a new moon, the stars could've aligned and let their demon out. In the sake of Fuma, her stars were more close to letting her real self out of hiding if it means that is a way to beat the brutal champion... No more messing around, not when real power is put to the test.

"You... talk too... much..."

Kratos groaned in the prison that slowly sapped power from him. He felt himself getting weaker and weaker, until the prison finally gave way. After that, he did not waste a second. With lightning fast reflexes, the god hurled his axe toward the sorcerer. The axe seemed to automatically curve and adjust its course, quickly hitting Fuma's hands or her book to either knock it out of her hands or tear it to shreds from the spinning sharp edge of his axe.

He recalled the axe immediately, and then started another pummeling, this one of a different kind. He chucked his axe at Fuma, and after it hit her, it bounced back up into the air with a flash in the light. In an instant, Kratos recalled and threw it again. Recall. Throw. Recall. Throw. The axe never spent more than a split second in his hand as he kept assaulting her with his range.

CN-TAN

Alright. They had their fun but it's time for a REAL gal to show them how it's done. I hopped in front of Kratos, but not too close since I know he'll clock my head off with a single slap but it was close enough for him to see MY BADASS POSES! I struck pose, after pose, and pose to intimidate him until I felt Tandem's Yoyos grab me by the legs, putting a stop to my dance session. Before I could even figure out that happened, I was pulled down to the ground, faceplanting and the thief spun around continuously, trying to use my body hit the God of War multiple times.

Ellya

As Kratos recalled his axe after the umpteenth time, he suddenly was distracted by... That. The poses only served to confuse him, which did actually cause him to miss his axe, as it buried itself in the ground behind him. The strange happenings did turn into an attack eventually as the person in front of him suddenly started spinning.

As her body slammed into Kratos' over and over, he did not move a single muscle. He only stared. Unamused. He simply held out his hand just under where her head spun and recalled his axe. In just about a second, the sharp Leviathan Axe would be in the perfect position to cut her head clean off during the next spin cycle.

The thief might want to stop spinnin', because they wouldn't be winnin'.

Wherever Yang ended up, she tumbled across the arena floor, but she managed to get up. Slowly, she walked up to Kratos, taking the time to analyze him, as she raised her fists. Then she charged towards him again, this time getting behind his back and then attempting to punch him into the air with the might of her fists and Ember Celica. If she succeeds, she then launches herself into the air, giving him a flying uppercut in the process, before boosting downwards, slamming her feet into his face.

Kratos did not see that attack coming, and while the punch did connect, it turned out that this big bag of muscles had some weight to him. Her punch hit him right on the underside of the shoulderblade, and while the force of it did surprise him and send him stumbling a step forward, he unfortunately did not fly upwards.

Turning his head, he snarled. "Hmmmrf... You do not want this fight, woman..." He grumbled deeply, obviously not happy with this many people ganging up on him.​

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss
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Atreus arrow barely did any damage to Kyou, really. While it did cause some concussive force, the arrow seemed to slide off his scales and only let out a few sparks, due to his now increased defense. Kyou turned to Atreus with a snarl, before his face turned soft as he realized who it was. Did the kid not realize his father was trying to kill them?! He almost killed Mimaki! He was trying to kill Fuma! He was trying to kill everyone here! Did he not realize...?!

"I WON'T LET HIM KILL HER EITHER, ATREUS!"
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Atreus could suddenly hear the angry shouting from Mimaki behind him, who, once Kratos had thrown his ax towards Fuma, instantly pushed through his pain, and with his Moon Blade glowing, and his eyes burning a bright light, he slashed across the ax, sending it back towards Kratos face! If the ax wasn't resistant to damage either, Mimaki would attempt to slash cleanly through it, hopefully making it so it broke! Kratos' debuffed skill also allowed him to pull such a feat.

Soon, however, Mimaki landed on the ground, and his eyes were staring straight at the kid. He could see the large gash Kratos left on him.

"I have people I care about, god damn it," Mimaki spoke, getting up, before staring at Kratos. "I can't just...Sit down and let him kill them!"
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Mimaki looked at Fuma, a sad look on his face, before turning to Atreus, he knew how much it hurt, to lose family, but...He can't just hold back against Kratos. Not only when he's so deep into killing them all. "I understand how you feel," Mimaki spoke softly, looking into the boy's eyes. "But we too have a family. We can't just sit down and watch him tear us all apart. I'm sorry." With that, Mimaki got up, and his Moon Blade glowed, before...

Way of the Moon:
Yama Projectiles
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A great slash of light was sent towards Kratos, as sharp as the sword itself, and capable of cutting through skin like butter!

Kyou, meanwhile, only stared at Atreus sadly, before his attention turned to Kratos again. He wouldn't try and kill him, for a kid. After Kratos tried to dodge or not Mimaki's attack, he would rush towards the god of war, and with an apologetic look on his face...

He kicked Kratos on the nuts. As hard as he could, before moving away as fast as he could.

 

[Riven]

As the Tenno remain confused with how threatening Vauban showed himself after the Operator had successfully freed the entanglement from him, the Star Child kept a confused face as he took a few steps back. "What..? Why..", he mutters, before suddenly witnessing the larger frame grab him and lunge upwards to avoid the action of being plowed alive by a horned beast. Upon landing and releasing him, The Tenno would frown before shaking his head, running his hands over his body, dusting himself off, "Don't act like we're different, we're pretty much the same. But thanks."

For Umbra, the radial javelin proved successful, making Starlord's boots rendered useless as he lands back to the surface. The Tenno had turned over to watch Umbra as the shape of a gun got flung into the featureless face of the warframe. Hilariously enough, as Vauban had deployed the Vector pads, Umbra's simple reaction was the flick of the wrist, slapping the thrown blaster onto the floor with a clack as he "slash dashed" to his Tenno's direction, allowing the Operator to dive in his direction and disappear, back to one.

"He uh, seriously THREW his gun at you huh?", Umbra would bring a hand up to scratch his chin, before nodding. The sound of a giant baby with an orb had begun returning their opponents to their original worlds, leaving the cast into a situation of why as they remained. Following up with the arrival of, a robotic figure known as "Santa".. and a humanoid with a rather large Axe, "Kratos", with a boy among the group aknowledging him as "Father."

The Tenno would notice Vauban, his fellow star child, had chosen to assist in dealing with the machinations, well, perhaps Umbra should assist in dealing with this rather strange and muscular man. As one had begun throwing punches and fists at him before getting thrown off, Umbra would charge at Kratos with his own bare hands, leaping at his backside and wrapping his arms around his neck, holding him tightly as the frame had begun face slamming himself into the back of Kratos' head repeatedly, stabbing the golden, sharp and intricate decorations on his helmet into Kratos' back of his head and neck.

"Whoever this man is, the boy has some daddy issues."

Ellya BarrenThin2 quadraxis201 FactionGuerrilla marc122 StaidFoal CutieBoop PolikShadowbliss Celestial Speck


In mention: Laix_Lake ​

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Continuing to strafe around the room, Frank's arms were steady as could be, even as his heart beat like a jackhammer in his chest. Every shot steadied him further, both as he became more used to the weapon itself and as he stepped back into that feeling he hadn't felt so long. The same sensation he felt spraying a .60 into a crowd of mafia wiseguys. The same feeling he felt swinging a shovel down onto a VC's skull. It was like stepping back into his own skin. The fight was still not going well, though. The crossbow packed enough force to stun Kratos for an instant, but not much more. He needed to find some other way to help. Around then, Kyou let loose a blast of fire on the god. It looked like it might actually swing their way, but then Atreus opened fire on him. Frank cursed. It seemed Atreus's willingness to fight his father only went so far. The old man didn't exactly fault him. He was just a boy. Unfortunately, he was a boy that might be about to get himself and others killed, so Frank decided what he had to do, even as Mimaki tried to talk Atreus down. Still slowly stalking his way around the arena, he looked up just in time as Lazarus was thrown at him. Normally, he would try to get out of the way, but his currently enhanced abilities gave the old man a shot. Digging his heels in, Frank just caught the younger man, though he did stumble back a few feet from the impact. Hopefully Lazarus was better off for it than if he had just hit the ground.

With that, the old man zeroed in on Atreus. He stalked around behind him, and, in one swift motion, went to smack him on the back of the head. Not hard enough to deal lasting damage, but enough that the boy would hopefully be knocked unconscious. "Sorry, kid. If it's any consolation, I doubt that's your dad." His gruff voice was hopefully the last thing Atreus heard before blacking out. Hitting the kid was distasteful to say the least, but it certainly seemed like the lesser evil when the alternative was potentially having to subdue him during an otherwise pitched battle with some kind of god. Stepping away from the boy's figure so as to not draw any fire his way, Frank watched as Kratos resumed throwing his axe, but this time he didn't stop. He just kept doing it. The axe was magic; Frank highly doubted anything the team had could destroy it, with his limited experience with such weapons. Maybe he could do something else, though. The old man drew on his Force Recon training, dropping to one knee to steady his aim further, and set his sights on the axe. He wasn't holding a rifle, and the axe certainly wasn't an incoming explosive, but the principal tracked. With each rhythmic throw, Frank's aim snapped to the target and loosed a trio of bolts, hopefully knocking the axe off course. If it worked, Frank would keep this up, hopefully keeping Kratos's ranged pressure to a minimum on the rest of the team.

That didn't matter if they couldn't finish the job, though. This guy was a wrecking ball, and while he was slowing down, someone could get seriously hurt, or worse, before they managed to put his on the mat nonlethally. The old man looked down at Atreus. Any man that would assault their child like that would have been on his list, back home. He could hear Rin in his head telling him that he was better than this. That he wasn't the Punisher anymore. He had only worn his vest upstairs so that, when he went home to Maria, he would feel at peace. The old man set his jaw.

No.

Kratos deserved to die.

Kratos deserved to be punished.

With that rhythmic click of the crossbow's pump, he loaded three of the shock arrows up. He watched them magnetically slide into place, each of them next to each other. The old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When they reopened, time almost seemed to slow down as he placed the butt of the weapon against his shoulder. As he focused in, though it was just in his head, everything seemed to get more intense, even as it slowed down. The wear in Kratos's face. The desperate exhaustion that lit the fire in his eyes. The erratic, angry, rise and fall of his chest. Every time the god's head swayed. The tightness in his own chest as he held his breath, the trickle of a bead of sweat down the side of his head. He locked the sights on Kratos's face, but for now, just held his breath. He needed to wait for the exact moment to loose. The exact moment his target came into full view. His voice, as though someone else's, seemed to come from nowhere. "Couldn't even stop me from killing your boy." The taunt echoed in his own head. Not his words. The potential repercussions for this failing weren't lost on Frank, but it didn't matter. It didn't even matter of Kratos actually bought his bluff, or even cared. All he needed was for Kratos to look over at the sound of his voice. The moment he did, his exhaled and squeezed the trigger, time speeding up around him. He didn't need powers for this. This was what he did. This was what he was meant to do. This was who he was.

If his aim was true, the shock bolts would bury themselves in an almost tidy line in Kratos's face. One in each eye, and one squarely on the bridge of his nose.

Ellya | Celestial Speck | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Supergirl!

As the fight raged on, Supergirl would use this to get her barrings and wait for another opening.

once one came, she sprung,

breaking the sound barrier, she would appear behind Kratos, and with one breath - freeze his legs. If that is successful, she would then appear in front of him, and just go full heat blast on him as he struggles to get out of his icy prison! She would then punch him several times in the chest with much more force than before! Hopefully knocking him back a bit, all while heat blasting him! She then fly up at supersonic speeds and then aim straight for him. RAMMING HIM AT SUPERSONIC SPEED!

Ellya

 

[Lazaro1505]

Benrey
“Oh damn.....”​

Were the only words coming out from the mouth of the now wrapped up Benrey, as he was now stuck here for the main part..... and also, he couldn’t reach his arms out in time to save the ‘passport’, which got broken in half as the anger within Benrey grew more and more..... looks like he has two things that give him a legal reason to beat the fuck out of this robotic fattie right now. But his thoughts were interrupted as he was thrown onto the floor, a small crater happening as intended, Benrey dead center of it, as he tried moving his limbs to escape quickly, only to be stuck within the rocky outline of the ground, as Benrey said to himself “You gotta be kidding me right now.....” as he stopped all of his futile attempts of escaping. Looks like Benrey has a new home now, as he began thinking of the good memories he had over the course of one hour, him summoning the Bois to fight some people before being annihilated a few seconds later, him eating a ham sandvich, and using his favorite passport on a evil robot Santa.

But then, Benrey for once in his life, used more than one brain cell than he usually uses for thinking and not being lazy, that he could simply no-clip pit of the ground, and that’s what he did, for he merely clipped through the floor and went back into his feet. Well, looks like Benrey was very angry now, angry enough, that he took out his ToolGun, immediately presses a short-cut button, and shot himself with a beam, before transforming into a..... new form. Now instead of the usual head of Benrey, was some sort of box head, seemingly some sort of armor, with Benrey squatting on the floor, he also had a toy AK-47 in his arms now.

Spoiler: Benrey’s new form

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Looking at the evil robotic Santa, he said, “Hey jackass....” as he aimed the AK at the robot Santa, before saying “Swallow this...” as he pulled the trigger, and instead of some weird lighting at the base of the toy gun and some fake gun noises to be made, a whole barrage of lasers came from actually now confirmed to be a real laser AK now. It didn’t seem like that it would stop at all, considering that the battery of the toy gun hadn’t overheated yet, it would likely take a while before Benrey actually stops, but at the cost of not letting anyone get close to the robot anymore.
thatguyinthestore @ Benrey getting revenge for his sandvich

 

[Chungchangching]

TANDEM

Oh, God! This guy is invincible! I've fought some crazy strong people in my time. Mummy's, Hazmat suited losers, KAMEN RIDER-Esque freaks, and much more if you include the Tesseract incident and this current mission. This guy though, holy crap he will not falter! I like to think of myself as crazy strong and fast. These muscles don't lie! And I'm swinging strong and hard but he isn't moving an inch!

Once I figured out he was about to do a real "sneaky" thing: I immediately used all of my strength to pull CN-Tan back to avoid getting her head get cut clean off. Her body was launched towards me and she landed on my torso and we slide across the arena.

She pushed herself up to raise her head and looked at me.

Before giving me a hug, rubbing her cheek on mine. I looked visibly alarmed but I'm not complaining.

"Awww! You saved me!"

. . .

"But you also almost got me killed."

She pushes me down and stands back up, trampling my body in the process. What the fuck?! Have I finally pushed the Toon to her limit after all my abuse?! I'm telling you this because subtlety is for fuckers. Some thief I am, huh?​

 

[Ellya]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss

Atreus arrow barely did any damage to Kyou, really. While it did cause some concussive force, the arrow seemed to slide off his scales and only let out a few sparks, due to his now increased defense. Kyou turned to Atreus with a snarl, before his face turned soft as he realized who it was. Did the kid not realize his father was trying to kill them?! He almost killed Mimaki! He was trying to kill Fuma! He was trying to kill everyone here! Did he not realize...?!

"I WON'T LET HIM KILL HER EITHER, ATREUS!"

Atreus could suddenly hear the angry shouting from Mimaki behind him, who, once Kratos had thrown his ax towards Fuma, instantly pushed through his pain, and with his Moon Blade glowing, and his eyes burning a bright light, he slashed across the ax, sending it back towards Kratos face! If the ax wasn't resistant to damage either, Mimaki would attempt to slash cleanly through it, hopefully making it so it broke! Kratos' debuffed skill also allowed him to pull such a feat.

Soon, however, Mimaki landed on the ground, and his eyes were staring straight at the kid. He could see the large gash Kratos left on him.

"I have people I care about, god damn it," Mimaki spoke, getting up, before staring at Kratos. "I can't just...Sit down and let him kill them!"

Mimaki looked at Fuma, a sad look on his face, before turning to Atreus, he knew how much it hurt, to lose family, but...He can't just hold back against Kratos. Not only when he's so deep into killing them all. "I understand how you feel," Mimaki spoke softly, looking into the boy's eyes. "But we too have a family. We can't just sit down and watch him tear us all apart. I'm sorry." With that, Mimaki got up, and his Moon Blade glowed, before...



Way of the Moon:
Yama Projectiles

A great slash of light was sent towards Kratos, as sharp as the sword itself, and capable of cutting through skin like butter!

Kyou, meanwhile, only stared at Atreus sadly, before his attention turned to Kratos again. He wouldn't try and kill him, for a kid. After Kratos tried to dodge or not Mimaki's attack, he would rush towards the god of war, and with an apologetic look on his face...

He kicked Kratos on the nuts. As hard as he could, before moving away as fast as he could.

The flash of light was absorbed by Kratos' body, leaving a large bloody slash across his chest and shoulder. He screamed out in pain and instinctively tossing his axe toward Mimaki again, the dangerous weapon spinning fast and sideways is it flew toward him.

In that moment of distraction, Kratos was too late to see Kyou coming as well. The man he had fought like hell with. The two gods had battled for a long while, using all of their godly powers and capabilities on each other, and now...

Kratos, the God of War, Destroyer of Olympus, Ghost of Sparta, the Mad Titan, Slayer of Zeus himself... was kicked in the balls, like, real hard.

With a deep grunt, he doubled over and dropped to one knee, his legs shaking. "Guhn..." he groaned deeply, but his eye caught Kyou running away. While kneeling, he extended his hand once again to recall his axe. This throw would be mighty. If it weren't for...

With that, the old man zeroed in on Atreus. He stalked around behind him, and, in one swift motion, went to smack him on the back of the head. Not hard enough to deal lasting damage, but enough that the boy would hopefully be knocked unconscious. "Sorry, kid. If it's any consolation, I doubt that's your dad." His gruff voice was hopefully the last thing Atreus heard before blacking out. Hitting the kid was distasteful to say the least, but it certainly seemed like the lesser evil when the alternative was potentially having to subdue him during an otherwise pitched battle with some kind of god. Stepping away from the boy's figure so as to not draw any fire his way, Frank watched as Kratos resumed throwing his axe, but this time he didn't stop. He just kept doing it. The axe was magic; Frank highly doubted anything the team had could destroy it, with his limited experience with such weapons. Maybe he could do something else, though. The old man drew on his Force Recon training, dropping to one knee to steady his aim further, and set his sights on the axe. He wasn't holding a rifle, and the axe certainly wasn't an incoming explosive, but the principal tracked. With each rhythmic throw, Frank's aim snapped to the target and loosed a trio of bolts, hopefully knocking the axe off course. If it worked, Frank would keep this up, hopefully keeping Kratos's ranged pressure to a minimum on the rest of the team.

As the axe whooshed back to Kratos, Frank's pinpoint accuracy managed to snipe it. The crossbow bolts tinked against the metal of the axe, which didn't exactly send it flying the other way, but did throw the god's rhythm off balance. He had expected the axe's trajectory slightly differently, and instead of his hand grasping the oaken handle, he felt the sharp sting of his own axe taking off his middle and pointer finger.

"Aahh!" he screamed out, more surprised than actually hurting. This had all happened in a matter of a second or two, and even his reflexes weren't enough to anticipate the solid teamwork of this entire group, especially when...

The Tenno would notice Vauban, his fellow star child, had chosen to assist in dealing with the machinations, well, perhaps Umbra should assist in dealing with this rather strange and muscular man. As one had begun throwing punches and fists at him before getting thrown off, Umbra would charge at Kratos with his own bare hands, leaping at his backside and wrapping his arms around his neck, holding him tightly as the frame had begun face slamming himself into the back of Kratos' head repeatedly, stabbing the golden, sharp and intricate decorations on his helmet into Kratos' back of his head and neck.

"Whoever this man is, the boy has some daddy issues."]

Kratos felt a sudden weight on his back, and several slams of pounding pain into the back of his head and neck. It didn't seem painful to him, but definitely a terrible nuisance. As he eventually felt the strength in his legs returning, he started to stand back up.

Supergirl!

As the fight raged on, Supergirl would use this to get her barrings and wait for another opening.

once one came, she sprung,

breaking the sound barrier, she would appear behind Kratos, and with one breath - freeze his legs. If that is successful, she would then appear in front of him, and just go full heat blast on him as he struggles to get out of his icy prison! She would then punch him several times in the chest with much more force than before! Hopefully knocking him back a bit, all while heat blasting him! She then fly up at supersonic speeds and then aim straight for him. RAMMING HIM AT SUPERSONIC SPEED!

Ellya

But before he could focus any strength on his legs, he felt them start to go numb. A freezing cold took over them, and while it definitely wasn't enough to completely freeze the legs of a man that survived the cold of Hel itself, it seemed to sap them of the strength within them. "Hnn... You will regret this..." he groaned, turning his head to look at her, but she was already gone.

The moment he turned his head back again, he felt a true flurry of punches, beyond a speed even he'd ever seen before. Each of them he felt, on his chest, his sides, his gut. His body bruised all over and his skin broke in places, adding more to the injuries he already had. The heat blast from the flying woman's eyes did fortunately seam to seal the large wound left by Mimaki's energy blast, but it hurt like all hell. He continued to scream, but he sounded more tired now. It wasn't a scream of rage anymore, it was a scream of pain.

Then to finish her combo, Supergirl broke the sound barrier itself and slammed into Kratos with all her might. It definitely sent Umbra flying off of the god's back as Kratos was pushed back a long ways, still on his knees.

"Haaaahhhhh!"

With that rhythmic click of the crossbow's pump, he loaded three of the shock arrows up. He watched them magnetically slide into place, each of them next to each other. The old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When they reopened, time almost seemed to slow down as he placed the butt of the weapon against his shoulder. As he focused in, though it was just in his head, everything seemed to get more intense, even as it slowed down. The wear in Kratos's face. The desperate exhaustion that lit the fire in his eyes. The erratic, angry, rise and fall of his chest. Every time the god's head swayed. The tightness in his own chest as he held his breath, the trickle of a bead of sweat down the side of his head. He locked the sights on Kratos's face, but for now, just held his breath. He needed to wait for the exact moment to loose. The exact moment his target came into full view. His voice, as though someone else's, seemed to come from nowhere. "Couldn't even stop me from killing your boy." The taunt echoed in his own head. Not his words. The potential repercussions for this failing weren't lost on Frank, but it didn't matter. It didn't even matter of Kratos actually bought his bluff, or even cared. All he needed was for Kratos to look over at the sound of his voice. The moment he did, his exhaled and squeezed the trigger, time speeding up around him. He didn't need powers for this. This was what he did. This was what he was meant to do. This was who he was.

If his aim was true, the shock bolts would bury themselves in an almost tidy line in Kratos's face. One in each eye, and one squarely on the bridge of his nose.

It did catch Kratos' attention. The god, breathing heavily, looked over at Frank, then at Atreus. His eyes widened in an expression none of them had seen before. It almost looked like he worried. "Boy!" he called out. "Atreus!" And that tiny moment of his guard being down was enough for Frank. Soon after, Kratos was hit in the eye by a shocking crossbow bolt, which would have sent him back reeling in pain, but...

"HHHHUUUAAAAAAAAHH!"

In a fit of pure desperation, Kratos, without any weapon in hand, charged at Frank. His footsteps falling heavy on the floor, even cracking it, as the giant Hulk of a man rushed at Frank like a wild bull, eyes fixed on the old Punisher. Whatever he would do on impact, would definitely not feel good.

Nevertheless, Kratos' body at this point was covered in bruises, burns, slashes and every other type of injury imaginable.

This was it. His last stand.

And he ran for vengeance.​

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss
​

Kratos pure scream of desperation left Kyou at a loss of words and a cold feeling on his gut as he heard Frank's words, as his eyes landed on Atreus' limp body. For a moment, rage filled his heart, as he almost rushed towards Frank to knock his head clean off and crush every bone of his body, but the moment his eyes landed on Atreus, he could see the boy was still alive. He could see his soul- there was no emotion to it, no movement, only a feel mild sentiments coursing through it, but...He was alive. Just knocked out. Kyou knew there was likely no other choice, but Frank knocking out Atreus still made him look at the Punisher with a burning eye. He wasn't angry, but he wasn't exactly pleased either.

Mimaki also had a similar reaction, ready to cut clean off Frank's head, but he realized Atreus was alive faster then Kyou. Frank was taunting Kratos- something that was beyond a terrible idea. The man was probably an idiot for assuming the Balance Breaker was working on weapons. It's your body and skill that improved, god damn it, not the damage of the weapons...! Even then, when Kratos started to rush towards Frank, where Atreus was and called out his name...

Mimaki felt a deep coldness in his heart as a parent.

Kyou felt it too.

...Kratos wasn't innocent by any means. He tried killing Fuma, he tried killing Mimaki, he tried killing everyone else here. But he was still a father. Even as he threw Atreus, he didn't abuse the boy. He could see it in his eyes. Were they really willing to strip Atreus of his father? Likely his only family?

...No. They were better than this. Both were. They both became what they are today to change fate. To stop the cycle of eternal death and the war between gods and the Kotoamatsukami. They defeated Amenominakanushi to be better than him. Even if mankind suffered, even if they could shape the world in whichever way they wanted with their powers, they would take a righteous path, no bloodshed, but not backing down from challenges if they came towards them. They wouldn't become like the olds gods. They wouldn't murder if it was convenient or if it angered them. They weren't going to commit the mistakes of the past.

The cycle ends here.​

Instantly, slippery ice surrounded the ground bellow Frank and Kratos, making so both men would slip- Kratos principally since he was coming towards Frank so quickly. Instantly, Mimaki moved after pulling this move, grabbing the Punisher and Atreus by the collar of their necks with both hands, his sword being held on his mouth, and with his great speeds that outmatched even Kratos, he would give the God of War one last look...Before he moved his head down, the blade of his sword shining...

Way of the Moon!
Severed Universe!
​

...In a single second, a portal was slashed in reality, and from it, came Kyou, right in front of Kratos, likely surprisingly the other God. His hand was already pulled back, a look of neutrality on his face, as his hand burned wildly his emotions, his frustration, his worry, his acceptance, his feelings as a parent, almost like there was a flame there. There wasn't, but it sure felt like it.
With one final yell, Kyou's fist would move towards Kratos' face as he ran and likely slipped on the ice, one final punch, one final stand from the Oni as well, as a way to knock the God of War out. Not kill, but hopefully end this battle without death.

But...

A single phrase came from him before he knocked Kratos' daylights out. The god could almost see the form of a mighty eight-headed dragon surrounded by flames behind Kyou's form.

"Atreus loves you. Don't ever hurt him again."

THRUUUUMCH!​

 

[Ciscodog]

KilluaI̵̧̹̦͎̥̟̯͇̍́͑͆̄̀̅͠L̷͉̟̅́͛̋̔L̷̨̛̠̱͌̈́̿U̸̟͔̻͌̅̀͋ͅͅͅM̴̹̊̕Į̷̝̟̋̔̇̃̔̃̍͐̈́͝ Zoldyck

Mood: ILLUMI
Sanity: 45%
Nen: 100%
Illumi infection: 100%
Stamina: 100%
Health: Perfect, but Corrupted
Interactions: none

To be honest, I didn't think that would work. And as much as I'd love to set an example for my little brother and start killing, I believe it would be best to monitor their movements. I watch as they all attack the robots and as the support flies around. I get a good belief on their energy and overall power, but I don't know what they are hiding. I don't do anything against the robots yet. No perfect and flawless openings. Plus, I would have to reveal myself to the others to do so. I simply wait patiently for a perfect timing. Meanwhile I could see Sage helping the others. So pathetic. He simply can't see that he should be trying to use his flames to overheat them. It would be so much more usable. The metal plates might make it harder, but it would be worth a shot. For me, I just have to kill off Killua piece by piece. It's almost done. The mental chamber should be doing it's job. All I have to do is wait. And A new Zoldyck will arise.​

 

[Ellya]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss

Kratos pure scream of desperation left Kyou at a loss of words and a cold feeling on his gut as he heard Frank's words, as his eyes landed on Atreus' limp body. For a moment, rage filled his heart, as he almost rushed towards Frank to knock his head clean off and crush every bone of his body, but the moment his eyes landed on Atreus, he could see the boy was still alive. He could see his soul- there was no emotion to it, no movement, only a feel mild sentiments coursing through it, but...He was alive. Just knocked out. Kyou knew there was likely no other choice, but Frank knocking out Atreus still made him look at the Punisher with a burning eye. He wasn't angry, but he wasn't exactly pleased either.

Mimaki also had a similar reaction, ready to cut clean off Frank's head, but he realized Atreus was alive faster then Kyou. Frank was taunting Kratos- something that was beyond a terrible idea. The man was probably an idiot for assuming the Balance Breaker was working on weapons. It's your body and skill that improved, god damn it, not the damage of the weapons...! Even then, when Kratos started to rush towards Frank, where Atreus was and called out his name...

Mimaki felt a deep coldness in his heart as a parent.

Kyou felt it too.

...Kratos wasn't innocent by any means. He tried killing Fuma, he tried killing Mimaki, he tried killing everyone else here. But he was still a father. Even as he threw Atreus, he didn't abuse the boy. He could see it in his eyes. Were they really willing to strip Atreus of his father? Likely his only family?

...No. They were better than this. Both were. They both became what they are today to change fate. To stop the cycle of eternal death and the war between gods and the Kotoamatsukami. They defeated Amenominakanushi to be better than him. Even if mankind suffered, even if they could shape the world in whichever way they wanted with their powers, they would take a righteous path, no bloodshed, but not backing down from challenges if they came towards them. They wouldn't become like the olds gods. They wouldn't murder if it was convenient or if it angered them. They weren't going to commit the mistakes of the past.

The cycle ends here.

Instantly, slippery ice surrounded the ground bellow Frank and Kratos, making so both men would slip- Kratos principally since he was coming towards Frank so quickly. Instantly, Mimaki moved after pulling this move, grabbing the Punisher and Atreus by the collar of their necks with both hands, his sword being held on his mouth, and with his great speeds that outmatched even Kratos, he would give the God of War one last look...Before he moved his head down, the blade of his sword shining...

Way of the Moon!
Severed Universe!

...In a single second, a portal was slashed in reality, and from it, came Kyou, right in front of Kratos, likely surprisingly the other God. His hand was already pulled back, a look of neutrality on his face, as his hand burned wildly his emotions, his frustration, his worry, his acceptance, his feelings as a parent, almost like there was a flame there. There wasn't, but it sure felt like it.
With one final yell, Kyou's fist would move towards Kratos' face as he ran and likely slipped on the ice, one final punch, one final stand from the Oni as well, as a way to knock the God of War out. Not kill, but hopefully end this battle without death.

But...

A single phrase came from him before he knocked Kratos' daylights out. The god could almost see the form of a mighty eight-headed dragon surrounded by flames behind Kyou's form.

"Atreus loves you. Don't ever hurt him again."

THRUUUUMCH!

@ Kratos fight

Kratos was punched out of his charge, rolling along the floor and lying on his back. His breathing had slowed. He looked up, seemingly barely able to move his head.

"Then... The boy is a fool..."

Kratos dropped his head. He still breathed and had his eyes open, seeming conscious but barely able to move.

"He let me down... I care nothing for him..."​

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

His aim was off slightly. Two of the bolts clattered past Kratos, but one found its home in the god's eye. He felt a begrudging respect when Kratos pushed on, but it certainly put him in a bad spot. As expected, the man still felt protective of his son, even as violently as he mistreated him. So Frank's taunts worked. He got Kratos's undivided attention. As the god charged him, he fired one more shot. Two. Both slammed into Kratos's chest as he charged, but neither slowed him down. No time to get out of the way. Help's not coming in time, either. The old man discarded the crossbow for the moment, drawing his knife from his side. These powers might be the only thing between him and getting ripped in half. Standing up into a fighting stance, the old man braced... but he had no intention of meeting the much stronger man head on in a fair fight. When Kratos was about ten feet away from him, Frank got ready for one last gambit that might give him the chance to finish his opponent off. Before he could do anything, he felt himself slip. Ice? From where? In an instant, he was dragged away by Mimaki. He saw Kyou appear as though from nowhere, following the trail of Mimaki's sword. With a mighty swing and a line that reminded Frank of the supes back home, Kratos was knocked to the ground.

Righting himself once the dust settled here, Frank checked on Atreus. The other fight was still raging on, but he needed to be sure the boy was alright. If that was his dad, Frank was pretty sure the kid would be okay, but you could never be too sure. He'd need to check the kid for a concussion once this was over. With that, he reached down and picked up the crossbow once more. Across the way, he heard Kratos speak. How the Hell was this guy still kicking? What was he made of? Even most supes he knew of went down way before now. Kratos was something else. His gaze lowered as Frank heard what Kratos said. He stood there in silence for a few seconds, before calmly walking over and placing the loaded crossbow to Kratos's forehead. He didn't say anything, didn't fire back any witty retort about fatherly love. If no one stopped him, he fully intended to pull the trigger and impale this shitbag's skull to the floor.

Ellya | Celestial Speck | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss​

 

[StaidFoal]

B.J. Blazkowicz​

B.J. crashed against the floor, sandwiched by Santa's projectile bike. At this point, he only had his super soldier body to thank for being able to stand. When his mind oriented itself, Blazkowicz gritted his teeth, his brows furrowing. The soldier let loose a roar-like yell, lobbing the bike away and rising with two Sturmgewehrs, loaded with their grenade launcher addons filled to the brim. "Santa ain't real!" Not a moment later came the barrage of grenades, all exploding on impact.

thatguyinthestore @Santa_Fight

 

[Ellya]

By this point, Kanye's performance had stopped. He was kind of just playing with the toy car he got from Santa. Watching the final moments of Kratos though, Kanye called out from above.

"Oh, uh, by the way, y'all... I got this big-ass god killin' weapon lyin' around up here. Y'all want it?"

A large, golden blade with a blue glow emanating from it dropped down.

"... What? Am I late?"​

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | marc122 | @ everyone else
​

Kyou shook his head. The ice below his feet was already melting. He was still gritting his teeth before he approached Kratos, he grabbed the God by his outfit and lifted his up, enough so he could look at Kyou's face. There was nothing but hatred and contempt towards the god in his eyes, but he wasn't going to kill him. No, he was going to speak to Kratos, and the other was going to listen. It was a godly staredown. And for a moment, Kyou didn't say a single word.

Before Frank could approach, however, someone held him by the shoulder. When he turned around, he could see Mimaki with Atreus' unconscious body behind him. And without saying a single word, and not giving Frank time to respond, a swift punch was given in Frank's face, the speed of which even he wasn't able to dodge, and probably doing a poor number on his nose, while also knocking him down. The look Mimaki gave him was cold. It wasn't angry, but it sure as hell wasn't the look of someone who was going to give Frank talk about morals like Kyou. At the very least, it didn't hurt as bad as before.

But soon, however, Kyou finally turned back to Kratos after watching that scene.

"Quit fuckin' lyin', you piece of shit." Kyou spoke, his words harsh, and likely cursing way more then one might be used to coming from him. "I saw how you ran towards 'im. I saw how you feel. You felt despair, you felt fuckin' anger when you thought he died. You even called him by his name. I'm a dad too, so listen here," Kyou got Kratos' face close to his. The God could feel the breathing from the oni on his face. "You may say he's a fool, but he's you fuckin' son, and I can tell you care for him, so quit being a shit fucking father, or I'll knock some sense into you again, do you hear me? Atreus is your son, your flesh and blood, and if you lose him, you're done. You won't have anyone else. You'll be alone forever. You're lucky he even cares for you."

Kyou wanted to spit on Kratos' face, his old delinquent habits kicking in- but he held back, his hand raised up, ready to knock him out, but giving a chance for others to speak.

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma

Fuma only kept protecting herself with the demon hands from the formerly repeated axe. Though it hit them, they are pretty sturdy. It could take a while to break them.

"

WHILE I AM ENDURABLE, I WILL HOWEVER SAY THERE'S MANY A SIN INVOLVED. TO HURT THY FAMILY IS SIN. TO HURT FRIENDS IS SIN. TO HURT MINE OWN LOVER, S I N.

"

But the danmaku stopped. Everything stopped after a while of defending. ... Fuma stopped, just floating in the air and observing. It's the cooldown, isn't it? Or perhaps it's something else?

"

... WHAT AM I DOING? I WAS FIGHTING ALONG OTHERS TO SAVE IMPORTANT LIVES. TO END SOME WARS, MAYBE. ... TO BE A DEMONESS AND HAVE EMOTIONS WHILE FIGHTING FOR THESE THINGS... HMPH. IT WOULD BE HARD TO EXPLAIN...

"

She floated down to the ground, lowering her preparations and defense that was hit from the axe (cooldown of course), lowering the aura of the demon, and letting the stars rest their fiery glow. Instead of rage, there was sadness. Possibly, fear, but she would hate, hate, HATE to admit it. She does look pretty hurt from the punches and reflected bullets from prior, so she's down for some healing before dealing with the other champion. All that remained currently for her mode is her dark and purple eyes. The other three have gone to rest.

"

THOSE SINS WILL NEED TO BE PAID SOMEHOW. IF YOU ARE WISE, BEFORE YOU DEAL WITH A DEMON, YOU'D SEAL YOURSELF OF YOUR EVIL BEFORE YOU FIND PEACE WITH YOUR OWN CHILD. ... FUMA JUST NEEDS TO HAVE A BREATHER.

"

She'd shake her head, turn around, then look up to the stars as if pondering the many questions for herself or for others. She's open, in the mean time. Just full of mixed emotions.

Tags: Ellya (Kratos) , Celestial Speck , @ others for some healing before anything else, really​

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

The old man's head was swimming as he slowly picked himself up off the ground. He reached up and, with a loud crack, set his nose, though it was still a bit crooked (granted, it already was). Well, that was a familiar sensation, though one he hadn't felt in a long time. Someone that felt morally superior slugging him in the face after he helped get the job done. His plan had more or less worked; the bolt currently lodged in Kratos's eye socket attested to that. Hurting Atreus hadn't been a part of that plan, it was just something he made up on the spot. Despite the punch, his tone was measured and easy. "Between the options of forcing a child to choose between his friends and his father and not making him choose at all, I know I made the right call. I guess you'd have rather had to knock him out after he shot someone." He wiped some of the blood now streaking from his nose onto his sleeve.

Watching Kyou chastise Kratos like someone telling off a bad dog was also familiar, albeit in a much worse way. What the Hell did the half-oni think he was going to accomplish? "You act like protectiveness can only come from a place of love. Control. Dominance. Ownership." His eyes settled on Kratos as he spoke. When Kyou continued on, Frank was silent, up until the part where he said that, if he kept this up, he'd knock some sense into the god again. Frank laughed. The sound was mirthless, harsh, and short. "He's not a child or some guy in the drunk tank. This guy took everything we had to take down, and he threw his own son around like a bag of trash. He's not worth giving a chance to be better, because he won't want it." His voice slowly filled with contempt. "Send him home, to his Atreus, and nothing will change. Because this probably isn't his Atreus. There are infinite Atreuses, and infinite versions of him. Atreus will still have a father to go home to. Not that I'm convinced that's a good thing."

Ellya | Celestial Speck | marc122 | @ everyone else​

 

[Ellya]

Kratos lied still, chest rising and falling slowly with his deep breaths. As the familiar sword of Olympus clattered down beside him, he stared up straight.

"The boy is a coward..." he hissed without remorse.

"Countless times... I ask for his help, yet he refuses. He is no warrior, no god, and thus... no son of mine..."

There was a coldness to his tone, a lack of care. Even after all the stories Atreus had told about his Father, it never seemed like he was this cruel.
At that point, he closed his eyes and waited.

 

[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Globnar
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

Yang trembled in place as Kratos practically breathed his threats onto her. Even with her Aura, she was sure that this man, much like Hazel, could kill her if he wanted to. And he probably did. There wasn't even a bluff in place; he followed up with his threats before he could speak of them.

Even when his own son, Atreus, tries to stop him, he ignored him.

Then suddenly, Atreus was knocked out by Frank.

It didn't even matter if the boy was actually killed from the blunt force of the Punisher's actions; it was at this point, she knew Kratos would not stop until he gets exactly what he wanted. So she rushed to try to restrain him, grabbing him from the back, even as her efforts were futile. She dropped down to the floor after failing, watching him do the same. She was about to get up, until she heard some....

Kind words.

Instantly, her heart dropped.
Instantly, she was reminded of Raven.
Instantly, she was reminded of when she showed herself to be a coward after all those years of looking for her.

Her hands opened up, spastic. Her irises turned red, as she got up, looking down at the God of War. Instantly, she had already found a theory behind Krato's "reasoning";

Kratos was afraid.​

Kyou already gave his own words, acknowledging his feelings before immediately shutting him down. Now Yang was about to add to his statement, despite all the thoughts of outright killing him running through her head.

"What Kyou said," Yang began, standing alongside Kyou and Frank, "You're only saying that because he didn't turn out how you wanted, and you wouldn't even let him be. And this Frank guy is right too. Besides, I want to ask you something: Are you afraid of your own son? Afraid of how he might turn out? The only reason why I'm asking is because..."

Yang closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Then she opened her eyes, continuing to look down on Kratos.

"I was afraid once. When my sister's mother disappeared, and all that was left was me, and her, in our house, I was afraid of how she would turn out. Weak, reluctant, dependent...but I pushed through. Did all I could for her. You could even say I became her surrogate mother. And with how she turned out, I couldn't be any happier for her."

Yang looked at Kyou, then looked back at Kratos.

"But you, on the other hand, let your fears take you!" Yang shouted, stepping forward. "If you're afraid of your son turning out to be something else, then what even are you? A slave to your own thoughts?! Instead of a father who truly cares deeply about his son?"

Kratos continued, this time explaining that he tried to ask Atreus for help, yet he ignored him.

"So why else did he refuse to answer your pleas?" Yang asked rhetorically.

thatguyinthestore (Co-GM), Ellya (Co-GM, Kratos, Atreus), BarrenThin2 (Frank), Celestial Speck (Kyou)

 

[Ellya]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Globnar
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

Yang trembled in place as Kratos practically breathed his threats onto her. Even with her Aura, she was sure that this man, much like Hazel, could kill her if he wanted to. And he probably did. There wasn't even a bluff in place; he followed up with his threats before he could speak of them.

Even when his own son, Atreus, tries to stop him, he ignored him.

Then suddenly, Atreus was knocked out by Frank.

It didn't even matter if the boy was actually killed from the blunt force of the Punisher's actions; it was at this point, she knew Kratos would not stop until he gets exactly what he wanted. So she rushed to try to restrain him, grabbing him from the back, even as her efforts were futile. She dropped down to the floor after failing, watching him do the same. She was about to get up, until she heard some....

Kind words.

Instantly, her heart dropped.
Instantly, she was reminded of Raven.
Instantly, she was reminded of when she showed herself to be a coward after all those years of looking for her.

Her hands opened up, spastic. Her irises turned red, as she got up, looking down at the God of War. Instantly, she had already found a theory behind Krato's "reasoning";

Kratos was afraid.​

Kyou already gave his own words, acknowledging his feelings before immediately shutting him down. Now Yang was about to add to his statement, despite all the thoughts of outright killing him running through her head.

"What Kyou said," Yang began, standing alongside Kyou and Frank, "You're only saying that because he didn't turn out how you wanted, and you wouldn't even let him be. And this Frank guy is right too. Besides, I want to ask you something: Are you afraid of your own son? Afraid of how he might turn out? The only reason why I'm asking is because..."

Yang closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Then she opened her eyes, continuing to look down on Kratos.

"I was afraid once. When my sister's mother disappeared, and all that was left was me, and her, in our house, I was afraid of how she would turn out. Weak, reluctant, dependent...but I pushed through. Did all I could for her. You could even say I became her surrogate mother. And with how she turned out, I couldn't be any happier for her."

Yang looked at Kyou, then looked back at Kratos.

"But you, on the other hand, let your fears take you!" Yang shouted, stepping forward. "If you're afraid of your son turning out to be something else, then what even are you? A slave to your own thoughts?! Instead of a father who truly cares deeply about his son?"

Kratos continued, this time explaining that he tried to ask Atreus for help, yet he ignored him.

"So why else did he refuse to answer your pleas?" Yang asked rhetorically.

thatguyinthestore (Co-GM), Ellya (Co-GM, Kratos, Atreus), BarrenThin2 (Frank), Celestial Speck (Kyou)

Kratos kept his eyes shut but answered between long breaths.

"He is insolent... disobedient... he is a child... He is... not ready..."

Two long breaths followed.

"I have been a slave my entire life, woman... you ask me what I am?"

He managed to lift his head just slightly, with pretty much all of his effort.

"I am... what we all are... a mere plaything for the gods."​

 

[Celestial Speck]

thatguyinthestore | Ellya | BarrenThin2 | marc122
​

Mimaki didn't say any words to Frank as the Punisher spoke, instead only looking at him. There wasn't some sort of morally superior look in Mimaki's face. In fact, there was almost no look towards Frank at all. If anything, it seemed like the Kitsune wished to end Kratos' life, but for some reason, likely personal wasn't doing so. He didn't answer to anything he said, only knowing Frank would use it against him somehow, and instead opted to stay quiet. And instead simply crossed his arms.

The sword standing silently next to Kratos was tempting, and Kyou even held it. The power of the sword shined when he held it, standing above Kratos, the blade that once stabbed the previous God almost trying to make way towards his torso. For a moment, Kyou only looked at Frank, then at Kanye, then at Yang, power coursed through his veins as he held it, and lifting up, with a mighty yell, Kyou brought the sword down...!

...Before with a mighty clash, it landed right next to Kratos' head, but not hitting his body.

Kyou simply looked at Frank. "Don't get me wrong, I want to kill him. I'm holding back on ripping his head right here and now," Every word he spoke was venomous and Frank could tell it was true. His eyes landed on Frank's wounds, on Mimaki, and everyone else. "Call me naive, call me stupid, I know it damn is, but what the hell will we be doing if we kill him? What will Atreus think? Even if it ain't his father, we will still be killing a version of 'im. I killed someone here before, they deserved it. Destroyed his soul, even. I ain't a stranger to killin'. This isn't for his sake, it's for Atreus." He didn't know how Atreus might react, he didn't know what he would feel if they killed a version of his dad. And killing a dad just...Felt wrong. "You say that, but even the coldest motherfuckers can love something, even if they don't show it. We don't know anything about this ass. If he dies, then it shouldn't be by our hand."

Kyou then approached Kratos, before looking at Time Baby, then back at the god. The sword stood there.

"Kill yourself if you want to. Or go back to your hole to live out the rest of your days. I don't care. If gods are eatin' you alive, then I hope you keep chewin'. Time Baby! We're finished here."

With that...Kyou slumped to the ground, falling on his back, the last bit of adrenaline finally running out. Mimaki quickly grabbed him and lifted him up, not saying a single word.

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Supergirl

it was moments like these that Kara felt left out. Every person here had a story to tell, had anger or revenge. Or sorrow. She on the other hand .... well first off she was arguably the most selfish Supergirl alive And second she had no real story to tell, other than her planet dying, and having to kill her baby cousin .... she doubted anyone would want to hear her sob story anyway.... it wasn’t time for that anyway ....

So she said nothing. Other than a burn on her chest and shoulder, (as well as a few bruises) she was unhurt.

Only fittin the real fighters claim the victory.

By Rao, she never felt so much like a side character in her life.

She walked over to Kyou and Mikami.

“I will carry him. About time I became useful.”







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Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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Akari could only watch as Atreus' father laid the smackdown on everyone, and readied his Persona to dole out more healing. "Persona!" He called as he cast Salvation on Mimaki and indeed anyone else that Kratos had opened a can of Greek Whoopass on.

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Once Kratos had been knocked down onto the ground and seemed out of breath, Akari strode up to him. "You say your son is worthless? I don't think so." He unsheathed his sword, then rested the tip of its blade against the ground, his hands resting on the pommel in a familiar pose. "When I had met Atreus, he was very kind and polite. He's skilled with the bow, as he told me. He can hunt on his own, even." Akari dipped his head slightly and narrowed his eyes. "The world is cruel, and it is harsh. If you mean to say you believe that, then I agree. But, so too does it have people who are honorable, and I am one of them." Akari looked briefly to the out-cold Atreus, then back to Kratos. "Personally, I refuse to kill you. Atreus, nor any child, should ever have to watch their father die before their eyes. It's a terrible, terrible thing." As Kratos had closed his eyes, Akari could not look into them, but if he could, he would more than likely see the eyes of a tormented man. "You have a son that cares about you, whether or not he wants to admit it. He healed you when you were hurt, didn't he? He told us how nice it was to meet all of us, and yet he still raised his bow and attacked us to protect you. I cannot say in the least I fully know your pain, but... Atreus could be a key to helping you start a new life if your past one was as dark as you claim it to be." Sheathing his sword, Akari stepped back. "I leave that decision to you, warrior. You fought very well, let me say that much. I recognize your skill."

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Agent 3 had managed to scale the Robot Santa once more, as he seemed too focused on Jared to really care about what she had been doing. This allowed her to paint a target on the homicidal machine's torso, as well as subsequently chuck a splat bomb into his constantly open mouth. Jared's follow-up plan also proved to be particularly effective, as when he turned around, the heat-seeking missile shifted from targeting him to the evil Santa himself! There was little that Santa could do as this happened, other than hold up his arms and shake his head wildly.

"No no WAIT--!"

But despite the machine's pleas, the missile struck it head on, directly where Agent 3 had painted her target. The Robot Santa exploded in a violent fury of flame, its head and arms soon following suit thanks to Benrey and B.J.'s respective attacks. Unfortunately, due to... well, just being a robot, Robot Santa would not get the same kind of sendoff that The God of War had. The homicidal reindeer were merely deactivated, as soon as the evil Santa had been blown up, and merely fell to the ground soon after.

As for Kratos, well...

"YOU HAVE BOTH FAILED GLOBNAR." Time Baby's voice rang out throughout the arena, resulting in an all too familiar booming and shaking of the very ground you stood on. Time Baby looked down at the God of War angrily, and then, after hearing the group out, he merely nodded. "IT IS GLOBNAR TRADITION TO ALLOW THE WINNERS TO DECIDE THEIR ENEMY'S FATE. AS SUCH, HE SHALL BE LEFT ALIVE AND RETURNED TO HIS OWN TIMELINE." Several time guards with really fancy tasers soon appeared, cuffing Kratos around both his wrists and neck, before dragging him out of the arena. As for the Robot Santa and its reindeer... well, they merely were swept out with a comically over-sized broom.

"NOW, MORTALS..." Time Baby said as he rose up his fat little arms and began to rub them against his puffy cheeks. The blue hour glass on his head began to glow a golden yellow, as the familiar yellow orb floated down from seemingly nowhere.

"WHAT DO YOU DESIRE FOR YOUR TIME WISH TO BE?"

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