Hell found me. I woke in bed with two strong arms wrapped around me. My eyes opened to a dark Victorian room with crimson and black curtains. The bed sheet that covered me was as black as the midnight sky. I sat up to get a better view of my surroundings. I couldn't remember much from the night before and how I had gotten into this stranger man's bed. What I do remember is going out late to get a drink a the new bar.

The bar was crowded with young and old having what seemed like to me more an orgy on the dance floor. I found myself at the bar ordering up a Jack and Coke. Time slowly seemed to tick by as I sat there drinking. It may have been an hour or two later when a tall dark man walked up to the bar and sat next to me. He ordered a hard whiskey and sipped at it gently, savoring every drop. I found myself gawking at his appearance. He had spiky black hair crimson red tips. His gray-blue eyes looked deep and empty as he drank. I couldn't take my eye's off him.

"Hey, what are you staring at?" He asked me.
"Huh, oh sorry." I said blushing.
"It's ok. So, What's your name?"
"Athena, and you?"
"Kratos"
"What brings you here?" I question.
"Just a drink before an errand." He said with a grim face.
"Really? Mind if I come along? " I replied with interest.
"I'm not sure you should. It might be risky."
"That's ok."
"Fine, if you want to come along you can." He said watching my emotions.

I smiled at him happily. I'd always wanted to meet someone new. I didn't know what kind of risky errand he was on but I figured it would be a once and a life time chance, so I took it. We finished our drink and headed out. It had turned into a cold windy night since I had first entered the bar. I shivered a little as we walked. I apparently was not dressed for the cold. I walked beside him dressed in only a pink lacy camisole and an ripped up pair of jeans. He however was in jeans and black zip hooded sweatshirt with an old band tee underneath.

"Where are we going?" I asked looking around for landmarks.
"Not too far from here." He said continuing to walk ahead.

The air chilled my skin as we kept walking. I fell behind his long strides. He noticed and slowed down to make me. He kept looking at me, I suppose to make sure I was still there.

"Are you alright? You look a bit upset." He asked with concern,
"Yes, I'm fine, just a bit cold." I replied with a smile.

We stopped walking for a bit. I caught my breath and tried to warm myself by rubbing my arms. It wasn't really working. Kratos then unexpectedly handed me his sweatshirt. It smelled like beer and dried blood. It was an odd smell but I liked it. I put it on and it felt warm and soft against my skin.

"We'd better get moving." He said suddenly.
"Ok." I said huddling towards him.

There was a silence as we started into each other eyes. I felt his face moving closer to mine but he stopped and pushed away. Maybe there was time after his little task to get to know each other a bit better. When we reached the warehouse ally he told me to stay close. Inside the warehouse the walls were lines with huge boxes and cages filled with who knows what.

"What kind of errand is this?" I questioned him quietly.
"Shh, I'm here to take back what is mine." He said gruffly.

I stayed quiet behind him. We reached a small back room. He dashed in quickly to check for anyone who was there. I didn't expect there to be anyone there but there was. There were three burly men guarding a small crate in the middle of the room. The spotted Kratos as soon as he entered. They came at him with knives and guns. Kratos took out their gunman with a pipe to the temple. He drive it in like a spike letting the blood spill everywhere. The other two men backed up but were still eager to protect that crate. Kratos charged the men and caught them both by the arms twisting them together. I heard several pops and snaps. He let the go and the crumpled onto the floor. He picked up one of them and used his own knife to slash open his throat. The last man was trying to limp away but Kratos grabbed him and flung him into the ground. He held a large brick above his head. Kratos then slammed the brick as hard as he could into the mans face. The blood and guts of the three men where everywhere. Kratoa wiped his face clean of the blood before walking over to the crate.

"Is it over?" I wimpered from a corner.
"I think so. Let's get out of here." He said hushed.

He pulled the pipe out of the one mans skull and used it to open the tiny crate. Inside the crate was a jewelry box. Kratos grabbed my hand and the box as we fled the murderous bloody scene. I followed silently unable to process what had just happened. How could he be so brutal?

"What kind of errand was that?" I finally asked in a broken voice.
"I had to get my family heirloom back. It once belonged to the Gods." He said calmly.
"Really? Is that why it was so, protected?"
"Yes. Are you ok?"
"I will be. I've never seen someone murdered before."

He stopped and started at me for that moment. He pulled me to him in a hug.. I could feel his breath rush over my lips. Kratos drew so much excitement from me. I leaned forward and captured his lips. We kissed from but a minute. He returned the kiss with passion before pulling back.

From there we headed back to his place. His house was an old Victorian manor. The interior dark and haunting. There were lots of crimson and black colorings throughout the house. It reminded me of the dark stranger I had first met.. Knowing him now after countless hunts and raids, he's one of the most gentle people I know. His vicious exterior is only a reflection of how he works.

After entering the house we went into the living room. We sat down as he opened the box. Inside was the most beautiful necklace I'd ever seen. It was a long gold necklace with a large red amulet attached to it.

"It's so beautiful!" I cried.
"Yes, it is. I'm glad to have it back." he replied smiling.

He took the necklace out of the box and placed it around my neck. In that moment, He kissed me roughly with need. He took me upstairs and showed me how vicious and tribal he could be. As soon as we hit the master bedroom he had me pinned to the wall moaning from his heated kisses. He lifted me up and carried me up to the large black silk sheeted bed. He set me down gently kissing from my neck down to my breasts. His soft hands undid my jeans and pulled off my top. I lay there before him in all my glory. He smiled as he crawled and crouched above me. I pulled him down for a long heated kiss. I could feel his passion and heat swelling between my thighs. He broke the kiss only for a second to strip off his shirt and pants.

Pinning my hands above my head with one hand he used his mouth to explore my body and the other hand caresses every curve of my side. He had me begging. I kept moaning for him to touch me inside. I needed to be filled, to be taken past the limit. Still pinned he slide his free hand down between my thighs. Using his fingers he spread my legs a bit for him. I allowed him all the entrance he needed. He gentle caressed my thigh over and over again before sliding his hand up and inserting a finger into my already soaked cunt. I moaned and slide back onto his finger. I saw him smile and he slide his finger in and out of my body slowly tormenting my clit with his thumb. H e rubbed it every which way pulling gasps and moans from my lungs. I writhed below his body. I could feel his solid member leaking some. His pre-love juices sticking to my inner thigh, leaving a trail. I wanted him so badly and he knew it. He kept slowly fingering me, in and out, over and over while sucking on my breast. He would switch nipples from time to time to get a rise out of me.

He finally released my arms. His gentle stroking of my insides had speed up and were getting harder to handle. I used my now free hands to massage his needy cock. It throbbed between my palms and I worked every inch of it. He moaned loudly, wanting more. I pulled his hand out from between my legs and settled him back against the head board. I leaned down the licked his tip, lapping up the pre-cum seeping out. He had his head thrown back and his eye tight shut. I could tell he was really enjoying this. So I have him my all. I slide the whole thing in my mouth and worked it from top to bottom. Sliding my tongue back and forth through the slit and the down the back, most sensitive part of his cock. He grabbed my head and guided me up and down faster on his cock nearly choking me. I could tell he needed release, and bad. I let his dick slide from my mouth, dribbles of pre-cum trailing from my mouth. I slide my fingers in myself for him. I moaned and my own self pleasure before I knew it he was on top of me kissing me with more passion than before. I lay back wrapping my arms around his shoulders, panting and out of breath. He readied me for penetration. I spread my legs as far as they would go for him as he slide in close so his head was just touching my opening. I breathed in deep and he roughly thrust into me holding my hips against his.

He held onto me a tight as he could as he thrust deep within giving my body that tingly feeling. It felt so good I screamed and moaned his name as a loud as I could. He gave me his all. Thrusting in and out over and over again. He only stopped to change positions. He mounted me from behind and I knew that was it. He nailed me so hard into the bed it started to squeak. My arms collapsed under me as he pounded ruthlessly into me. His and my end were coming near. I could feel him throbbing inside me as my insides clamped down on him in orgasm. As I orgasmed, my muscles clamped and forced him to cum. He sprayed his cum deep inside, all down my front, and on himself.. It was a mess but we were both satisfied. He reluctantly pulled out and pulled me down into his arms. We lay there cuddled together till sleep drifted over us both.

The next morning I awoke in his arms. The sun streamed in making it nice a cozy. I nuzzled into his body., smiling up at his still sleeping face. The night before had been an adventure I wouldn't forget. There could be hell to pay for the brutality in the necklace I woke. The beautiful stone matching everything in the house. His eye's fluttered open that second later. He smiled at me. I knew then that everything was and would be ok.

"Good morning" He said with a smile.
"Good morning" I said back kissing him on the forehead.

We spent the rest of that day laying in bed together sharing and learning things about each other. It seems hell had found us both.