Slaves of Greece

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I know they haven't got Ancient Greek names but I wanted to avoid confusion so I kept them the same.

This is inspired by 'Troy"

I hope you like it!

"There is nothing permanent except change"

Heraclitus

Caroline ran through the city as far as her legs could carry her. The ancient city of Troy was burning to the ground by the Greeks under that tyrant Agamemnon. She could hear the screams or pure blooded terror of her fellow Trojans as their home burnt to the ground. They were everywhere, the Greeks. They'd come in the night and attacked with no warning. Greek soldiers, killed, burnt, raped and looted their way through the once great city, her once beautiful home.

Caroline had a son called Demetrious who was ten years old. He had blond hair and watery grey eyes that entranced other people. She had no idea where the boy was, when she heard the attack she went to get him but she couldn't find him. She'd searched for hours but he was nowhere to be found. Her husband, Enzo was out fighting the Greeks and told her to wait outside of the city for him. Now she feared he was dead-

SMASH!

It was the noise of another column falling to the floor as she tried to run through biblical chaos. She was almost at the gates when a soldier pushed her to the floor with a smirk on his face.

"What a pretty thing" he commented dryly.

The man had raven black hair and light blue eyes. The man had an annoying smirk and an arrogance about him. Terror exploded in her stomach as the man began to bend over. Suddenly another solider came with blood on his sword.

"Leave her be Damon" the man said, "The King says he wants some slaves"

"Stefan" the man said in an irritated tone, "They won't mind if I taste her first"

"Well that's too bad because Elijah says he needs you in the tent"

"Fine" the man dropped Caroline roughly, "Take this one as a prisoner then"

The man skulked away leaving her with her rescuer. Stefan brought her up more gently and led her to the prisoner camp.

"Please let me go!" Caroline begged.

"Sorry, I may not be a rapist but I'm certainly not a traitor. They want slaves" Stefan said with a slightly apologetic tone.

They rushed through the horrifying scene at a quick pace. The once beautiful city was now completely destroyed. Caroline couldn't help but sob in despair to see her home ruined. He took her back to the Greek camp where there were loads of other prisoners, all in chains. She tried to see if her husband, son or anyone she knew was there. There was no one she recognised, she will be sold as a slave and live a wretched life. Caroline wished she'd perished with her old life.

Klaus stood victorious next to Agamemnon and his family. They had done it, they'd captured Troy. Klaus was a very rich commander in Greece and a close friend of Agamemnon. His brothers were fighting with him, Elijah and Kol. His sister was a vestal virgin and his brother Finn left home to become a scribe. Klaus and Elijah were both commanders and advisors to Agamemnon while Kol loved to be in the field of battle himself. He was probably out in the riots having a good time. When the news reached them that Troy had fallen Agamemnon let out a gasp of delight at his victory. Klaus beamed and even Elijah raised a smile.

"We must celebrate at once!" Agamemnon ordered, "Steal the Trojan's wine and food so that we may celebrate a victory they'll be talking about until the end of time!"

"It will be our pleasure" Klaus chuckled, "I'll pick a slave girl to keep you busy"

Elijah suddenly looked a bit uncomfortable at this but said nothing. Klaus was aware of his brother's morals and that's why he loved Agamemnon who was on his sort of moral level.

"Boy, wine!" Agamemnon ordered.

A boy served them the best wine which they drunk greedily. Later on Klaus went down to where they were keeping the slaves. To pick one for himself and Agamemnon, Elijah declined. The slave master was called Silas who was Stefan's twin brother. There were many slaves, bound up and well guarded. Silas smiled when he saw Klaus and approached him, whip in hand.

"What can I do for you?" Silas asked.

"There is to be a banquet to celebrate our victory" Klaus explained, "Give us some of your prettiest stock"

"I've got just the thing for you" Silas winked.

Silas left to fetch some girls for them to play with. Klaus took in his surroundings, most of the slaves were women and children. Their husbands and fathers were properly all dead. He looked around until his eye fell on the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. She was blond with light skin that made her glow. Helen of Troy had nothing on this woman. Eventually Silas came back with a girl who he was tugging rather violently.

"This one will do you" Silas offered.

"Send her to Agamemnon" Klaus ordered, "I'll have that one"

Silas turned his head to see who Klaus was pointing at. The girl was very beauitful, how could he of missed her? The girl beside him was called, Cassandra who was said to have the gift of prophecy.

"Yes" Silas gave a small bow before leaving.

Klaus made his way slowly to his prize. As he did so she suddenly looked rather fearful. She really was very beautiful and he was sure that he was going to enjoy her. He stood over her and brought her roughly to her feet, unlocking her chains.

"Let me go!" Caroline wailed.

"Hush!" Klaus smiled savagely, "You are mine now"

Caroline spat in his eyes and tried to run away. Klaus violently caught her and slapped her around the face making her welp in pain.

"DO NOT DO THAT AGAIN!" he growled.

Caroline wore a hateful glare on her beautiful face. Klaus didn't care whether she hated him or not. As he dragged his unwilling victim, Caroline knew that her life was over. Tears soaked her face as she tried to wriggle from his strong grasp. When they reached the tents, Klaus' older brother was waiting form him. Not surprised at his brother's actions.

"Agamemnon wants you in his tent, dump the girl" Elijah said.

Klaus rolled his eyes and dumped her in a nearby tent and ordered a guard to watch her. The other girl was there and she looked as frightened as she was. Caroline knew she had to escape, but how? There were guards all over the place and with a face like hers she's bound to attract attention.

"What's your name?" Caroline asked the girl.

She couldn't be more then 16 and she looked like an innocent, young thing. She had long brown hair and fine clothes (or they were fine now they were in tatters) and she had big, brown eyes.

"Cassandra" she replied simply.

"I'm Caroline" she intoduced herself.

Neither of them said anything for a few minutes. Just enjoying the peacful silence that lay between them. When Cassandra suddenly said:

"We're going to be slaves, aren't we?"

Caroline's expression was all she needed to answer her. Tears threanted to fall at the young girl's question. They once again lapsed into silence. Not knowing what to say or do. There was no point in lying to each other and saying that everything is going to be alright when it isn't and it never will again. They were now someone's property, they had no rights, no freedom, just a slave. They don't even have the small comfort that they'll have nice masters. Both women belong to monsters who don't know the meaning of pity.

Luckily for Caroline, Klaus was busy until they were to leave. She's hoped that he'd forgetten about her but that's where her luck changed. She saw him paying Silas so now she was his offical slave. The boats were at the dock and a bulk of the soldiers were going home. Caroline had never left Troy so she was going into the complete unknown. They left her in the slaves part of the ship with 100 others. All closed in together, the smell was wretched.

All Caroline could think about was her family. Her husband, son and all her family and friends. They were either dead or slaves, there was no other way. Her life as a slave would begin the moment she they reached Greece. Caroline couldn't help hating Helen of Troy, the woman that started all of this trouble. If Paris hadn't taken her, she's be at home right now with her family and not on some slave ship. She hoped her son had gotten away but she knew that was impossible.

"Their taking us to Greece aren't they?" the girl beside her grumbled.

"Yes" Caroline nodded.

The girl suddenly began crying and Caroline couldn't blame her, it was a horrible fate. She noticed the girl had a K.M scroched on her arm. The girl must of already been bought and branded for life. Caroline knew when they arrived in Greece she'd be getting her own.

"Who bought you?" Caroline asked.

"Kol Mikaelson" the girl said.

Kol had a horrific reputation and was a well known sadist. The girl's life was going to be a harsh one.

"What is your name?" Caroline wondered.

"Elena" she sobbed.

Elena was very beautiful herself with her olive skin and dark brown hair. Caroline felt sorry for this girl.

"What were you before?"

"My father made swords and other weaponary" Elena sniffed, "I was due to be married to a hansome soldier. I had a life"

Caroline put her arms around her to comfort her while Elena continued to weep on her shoulder. This was properly the most amount of kindness she'll get for a long time, if ever.

"What about you?" Elena turned the conversation around.

"I was married and I had a son" Caroline told her, "We were happy"

Elena nodded in understanding and continued to weep. After an hour or so, Elena spoke again.

"Have you already been bought too?"

"Yes, by Klaus Mikaelson"

Elena made a sypathetic face, Klaus was known to be a monster. They were both doomed.

"If we've been bought by brothers then we might see each other again" Elena pointed out.

That filled Caroline with a small light of hope that she'd have an ally in this forgien land.

Two weeks later the ship landed in Greece. Caroline's new life had begun...

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