The blood red scent of dawn washed over the previously white sandy beaches, the light that fell on the Achaean camp brought life to the stench of rot and disease that Apollo sent in with arrows. The rays that hit the walls of troy kept clean by the God of light as it cooked away the morning dew. "They are fighting again today, the men. The Achaeans and the Trojans, who will I fight for today? Who can shed the most blood for me? Will Achilles come, or Hector? Will I take away another of King Priams sons?” Ares was propped atop the cities highest wall observing the battlefield below, eyes never fixated, constantly darting from man to man. Beside the hulking god sat a smaller, watching the crimson horizon.
“You’ll take no more of his sons Ares; …show more content…
Why should I be humiliated again just as Heracles had done to me so many times? Why should I risk my children Deimos and Phobos, for the other Olympians who hate me so much, when I have already lost one son to Heracles? Is saving Aeneas really worth the risk? Does Aphrodite really mean that much to Me? She is the only god to speak so kind to Me. The god of war wrestled with the thoughts in his mind. I will do it, I am the god of War, man-slaughtering and bloodstained I am Ares. I will take the risk and fight for the Trojans, I will lose and accept my humiliation, but I will fight before that time and bring glory to battle, I will make the blood of man run like wine. Ares settled his mind. “Very well brother, I will do what you ask, I will bring bloodlust to the minds of the Trojans, I will save Aphrodite’s son, and help Hector remove the Acheans.” Ares jumped from the tower wall, landing at the rear guard of the Trojan troops. In his Olympian state he was not visible to the Trojans if he didn’t want to be. He didn’t want to reveal himself fully to them. Instead, he took the guise of a man named Acamas. Ares hated the mortal state, he was open to attacks by emotion, as a mortal he had no control over his feeling, the web in his mind that blocked feelings of happiness, compassion and humanity and allowed his feelings of rage to pool was no longer there. He was human, …show more content…
Sons of Priam! How long will you allow your people to be slaughtered by Achaeans? Aeneas has fallen, he who you hold in as high esteem as Hector himself! Help me rescue him from the stress of the fight!” Ares watched as the Trojans lifted their spirits and heeded his words, he saw Hector jump from his chariot, wearing his armour he went through the ranks of his men. Egging them on for battle. Ares watched as the Trojans ran toward the Achaeans, and began to join in himself, creating a dark veil to cover the Trojans troops and hide their numbers. As he ran past the temple of Apollo he saw Aeneas stride from the entrance, the invisible Apollo was behind him somewhere, no doubt the healer of Aeneas 's wounds, Ares had no time to dwindle on Aeneas as the Trojans clashed with the Achaeans, he could hear the bellows of the Achaean king Menelaus as he cut his way towards him. Ares built up his pace as he cleared the path towards Menelaus with his gigantic spear passing Hector at his full
“You’ll take no more of his sons Ares; …show more content…
Why should I be humiliated again just as Heracles had done to me so many times? Why should I risk my children Deimos and Phobos, for the other Olympians who hate me so much, when I have already lost one son to Heracles? Is saving Aeneas really worth the risk? Does Aphrodite really mean that much to Me? She is the only god to speak so kind to Me. The god of war wrestled with the thoughts in his mind. I will do it, I am the god of War, man-slaughtering and bloodstained I am Ares. I will take the risk and fight for the Trojans, I will lose and accept my humiliation, but I will fight before that time and bring glory to battle, I will make the blood of man run like wine. Ares settled his mind. “Very well brother, I will do what you ask, I will bring bloodlust to the minds of the Trojans, I will save Aphrodite’s son, and help Hector remove the Acheans.” Ares jumped from the tower wall, landing at the rear guard of the Trojan troops. In his Olympian state he was not visible to the Trojans if he didn’t want to be. He didn’t want to reveal himself fully to them. Instead, he took the guise of a man named Acamas. Ares hated the mortal state, he was open to attacks by emotion, as a mortal he had no control over his feeling, the web in his mind that blocked feelings of happiness, compassion and humanity and allowed his feelings of rage to pool was no longer there. He was human, …show more content…
Sons of Priam! How long will you allow your people to be slaughtered by Achaeans? Aeneas has fallen, he who you hold in as high esteem as Hector himself! Help me rescue him from the stress of the fight!” Ares watched as the Trojans lifted their spirits and heeded his words, he saw Hector jump from his chariot, wearing his armour he went through the ranks of his men. Egging them on for battle. Ares watched as the Trojans ran toward the Achaeans, and began to join in himself, creating a dark veil to cover the Trojans troops and hide their numbers. As he ran past the temple of Apollo he saw Aeneas stride from the entrance, the invisible Apollo was behind him somewhere, no doubt the healer of Aeneas 's wounds, Ares had no time to dwindle on Aeneas as the Trojans clashed with the Achaeans, he could hear the bellows of the Achaean king Menelaus as he cut his way towards him. Ares built up his pace as he cleared the path towards Menelaus with his gigantic spear passing Hector at his full