He marched. He marched for freedom, for peace, for glory. He marched for his king. For Leonidas. His long, slightly curly brown hair billowed behind him in the wind. He heard his cape rustling behind him. The winds were moving fast, he smelt the rain on it. Helen smelled almost the same.

"Hey Stelios!" Someone yelled. He recognized the Captain voice. "Are you going to stand there all day? Or are you going to come and fight with us?"

His mind had wandered again, back to his home, his wife, and his son. Stelios knew that he might not get to see them again. He wished he had good bye just a little while longer. He wished he had woken his son to tell him where Daddy was going.

He continued marching, his chin held high. Stelios knew that he had to keep Spartan composure. He had to look good, strong. One of his best friends caught up to him, Astinos.

"Hey" Astinos muttered. Stelios saw that he had goose bumps. It was rather cold, wasn't it?

"Hello" Stelios replied. They continued on. Neither saying a word to the other. Neither saying it was cold. They were never really aloud to complain. Their uniforms helped make it that way. A leather strip just below the navel and just above the inner thigh was all they wore. Along with a thin cloth cape. They were never warm. But in the battle, they were grateful for the sparse clothing. Then was when it counted. In the heat of the battle. "You won't last 2 hours" Stelios whispered in Astinos' ear.

"No, my friend, that will be you" Astinos replied, grinning. "What was with being all cocky? 'We are with you, sir!'" He mocked how Stelios had acted just before they left.

"Felt it was necessary for the given circumstances" Stelios replied and pushed his good friend.

Suddenly they stopped. Leonidas was talking to a group of what seemed to be Warriors "Arcadians" Astinos hissed. Everyone was quite for a while, until their king led them in proclaiming their profession.

"Ha-ooh!" Stelios and Astinos competed in trying to be the loudest. Maybe they would win after all.

Fin

I had gotten writers block, so I decieded to write this... It came out better than I had planned. If you think I could make changes, just tell me and I will gladly think of them... I like constructive critisism! So, please, tell me everything