{ Looking at beautiful creature like her,
She looks at her and wonders who she might be,
Then she hears him cry just a few feet from her way,
Looking at the eye of her blood noticing that he is part of her,
She reach out to meet him again in the light,
Then they met the one who had brought them in this world,
Looking at the creature so exhausted and ready to die that night,
She and her blood and flesh spent only his last moment of life,
Then she could not see him but still she heard his last breath }
"No!" The teenager screamed as she got up from her sleep. Panting she looked around and realized that it was just a dream. The problem was that it felt so real, that she was there and that she...
Loud footsteps caught her attention then her parents came through the doorway.
"Lilith! Oh my darling are you alright?" Queen Gorgo asked.
"Mother, it was that dream again. I keep on seeing this baby boy and the man. They were so real." Gorgo rub Lilith's back trying to calm her down.
"Oh but honey it was just a dream." Gorgo held Lilith.
Then Leonidas, ran his hand on the back of the soul, looked at the clueless creature in the eyes.
"Why am I getting these dreams dad?" Lilith asked.
"Well you must be seeing your past or being in another domention." Leonidas said.
"What's that?" Lilith asked.
"Sometimes rare dreams occur to a few people about their past or future." He explained.
"So that's what I might be dreaming about?"
"Possibly," the Spartan King leaned forward, "Don't worry my daughter you'll be fine."
"Lilith!" The soon to be king of Sparta ran in.
"Thucydides, my brother." Lilith held out her arms to Thucydides and he hold her in his embrace.
"Are you alright my dear sister? I could hear you from the doors of the palace."
"Hence my brother, l'm alright." Thucydides didn't let go of her until Leonidas and Gorgo split them up.
"Son, let go, you're squishing your sister." Gorgo said.
"Oh, sorry." Thucydides finally let go and Lilith took a huge breath.
"Wow, brother there's no doubt that you'll be a greater king of Sparta than father."
Thucydides smiles at Leonidas who smiled back.
In another time, the same dream drifted to a son who scream also.
The young teenager sat up in his bed gasping for air and put his hand on himself to check if it was just a dream.
"Damien!" He turned his head to see the king of Mycenae running to him. "Damien, are you alright?"
"Yes father. It was that dream again." The boy buried his face in his hands.
"With the same baby girl and that dying man." Agamemnon knew.
"Why? I've been having that dream since my childhood."
"Maybe something happened that wants to tell or try to link you." The Mycenaen King concluded.
"Really, but what?" The boy asked his father.
"I don't know or am sure, the only thing I can tell you is that if you getting this dream is that there's a possible purpose for you ahead."
Agamemnon hugged his beloved son until two little princesses ran into them.
"Damien! Are you alright?" The big one asked.
"We heard you screaming." The little one said.
"Hence Iphigenia, Electra, I'm fine." He reassure them.
"When you screamed you woke Orestes up." Electra told him.
"Oh, great. Mom." Damien sighed, his "mother" Queen of Mycenae, never shown him love or affection.
"Don't worry son, I'll protect you from your queen." Agamemnon never like the way his wife's cold attitude towards Damien. Even so he's not from blood and flesh of him, he still loved him as his own, probably more than his own children.
"I am going to rip your mouth off your face you bastard child!"
"Mother!" Iphigenia gave her mother a death look.
"Clytemnestra! Don't you dare to insult our son like that ever again!"
"That orphan is not my son and is neither yours Agamemnon, why give him so much attention? Is it because he's green-eyed, white haired, and perfect features?"
Agamemnon looked sadly into his queen's eyes and said, "Clytemnestra, you should know and really know that Damien's mother had died when he was a babe and his father doesn't want any part of him."
"That's still not enough." Clytemnestra said coldly.
"Mother, how could you be so cold?" Iphigenia said sadly.
"How can you two be so blind and not see that your father doesn't love you?" With that the girls looked at their father.
"Get out, Clytemnestra, leave! If you have nothing to say but spit your venom to and into our children get out! OUT!" The queen left with a shrug on her shoulders.
"Daddy, you don't love us?" Electra asked in a broken voice.
"Oh my babies, just because I show Damien more affection that doesn't mean that I love you less, it is that Damien needs me now more than ever. He's having bad dreams that really scares him and I am always by his side. Wouldn't I do the same for you?"
The girls smiled at their father and Damien smile with them. Agamemnon embraced his children in his strong protective arms.
"I only wished my wife would see this."