Ares 

Ares was the God of War born in Thrace, and the son of Zeus and Hera, both of whom, Homer says, detested him. He is hateful throughout the Iliad although it is a poem of war; rarely do soldiers in the Iliad "rejoice in the delight of Ares’ battle," but far oftener they were happy to "escape the fury of the ruthless god."
Homer calls him murderous, bloodstained, the incarnate curse of mortals and, strangely, also a coward; who bellows with pain and runs away when wounded.

Ares had an impressive escort when on the battlefield, his sister Eris (Discord), her son Strife, Phobos (Alarm), Metus (Fear), Demios (Dread), Pallor (Terror) as well as the Goddess of War, Enyo (Bellona in Latin). These attendants, or sometimes said to be his children, sympathized with his quarrelsome tastes and
were delighted to follow his lead into battle; as they moved the voice of groaning arose behind them and the earth streamed with blood.

His sister Eris is always stirring up causes for war by spreading rumors and creating jealousies. Ares never favors one city or party more than another but fights for any side, delighting in the sacking of towns and the slaughter of humans.

Never sated with strife and bloodshed, Ares preferred the din of battle to all other music, and found delight in the toils and dangers of war. No gentle deeds of kindness were ever expected from him; no loving prayers were ever addressed to him; and the people had no affection for him, but rather shuddered with terror at the mention of his name.

The Romans, who glorified war and battle, liked Mars (Roman for Ares) much better than the Greeks liked Ares. He was never to them the mean, whining deity of the Iliad, but a magnificent and invincible warrior. The heroes of the Aeneid rejoiced when they saw that they were to fall "on Mars’ field of renown," they "rush on glorious death" and find it "sweet to die in battle." The Romans also worshipped Mars and Bellona together, in the same temples, and their altars were the only ones they ever polluted by human sacrifices.

Ares has tasted defeat - Athena, a far more skilled fighter than he, has twice beaten him in battle; and once the gigantic sons of Aloeus conquered and kept him imprisoned for thirteen months until, half-dead, he was released by Hermes. Another time Heracles (Hercules) sent him running in fear back to the safety of
Olympus.

But Ares figures rarely in mythology, and he has no distinct personality like most other important gods, he was little more than a symbol of war. Ares was generally represented in a brilliant suit of armor, a plumed helmet on his proud young head, a poised spear in one muscular hand and a finely wrought shield on the other. There were no Greek cities where he was worshipped. His bird was the vulture and his animal was the dog