<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/HotMenChart_Michael_Churchill_11-1-1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Alias</strong>: John Aaron / Ares<br/><strong>Origin</strong>: Olympus<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ares’s Bedroom<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Carol<br/><hr/><br/>John felt Carol’s hand rest upon his arm, its warmth seeping through his shirt sleeve.<br/><br/><strong>John... I'm not afraid of you or what you are.. or what you can become. I know you wouldn't hurt me or Caroline. I believe in you to be what you need to be. I believe you can be the Avenger that SHIELD thinks you are. You are not war. You are a man, albeit a misunderstood man by many, and a god when you get the urge, but you are still a man. Don't let what negativity others say influence who you want to be or who you are. I certainly won't allow it while you are here with us. You may be a God, John, but you still have feelings too.</strong><br/><br/>Angrily, John jerked his arm from her touch just as she was turning away. She didn’t understand. He knew she wouldn’t. Despite her unearthly powers, she was a human, and a woman.<br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/906067-ares___bad_claims_super-1-1.jpg)</div>“You are wrong…” John said ominously. Hearing her denounce what he was as though it was so easy to dismiss got his blood-boiling. If only it had been that easy, a nice trip to divine rehab, and then he was all good. He faced her, anger etched in stone upon his face.<br/><br/>“I AM war. What would keep me from hurting you or Caroline is the promise that I have made with you here and now. I LOVE War. I LOVE chasing down my enemies, devising stratagems for ripping the spines from their backs, swinging my ax relentlessly, cleaving through platoons, companies, and regiments who dare to challenge me. I AM Ares!” John declared as his voice grew in volume.<br/><br/>John transformed before her eyes, his clothes splitting at the threads to reveal the armor that emerged beneath as his muscle mass increased. Ares reached to the ax at his left and ripped it from his bed post as the wood creaked and splinters clattered to the floor. He extended his arm, pointing the ax at her.<br/><br/>“Gaze at me Carol. Negative as their accusations may seem, it is the truth and you should heed their every word. Once the promise is fulfilled, and the deed repaid, if you or Caroline were in danger, I will not even gaze over my shoulder. I will charge on into victory until the last man falls. That is who I am. John Aaron is just a disguise. John Aaron does not exist.”<br/><br/>It made him angry to have to turn the belle away from him, but it was true. Everything said about him was true for his love for war was passionate and great, and he would only harm her and the others when he chose to bathe in conflict’s bloody embrace.<br/><br/>“Revel in your festivities. Enjoy the kinship with your own kind. I dine alone. Now,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">GET OUT!</span></span>”