A Path to Cross
Achilles did not die! But both Achilles and Briseis were separated. Athena, the goddess of love wanted to see how deeply there love is, so she let Achilles have amnesia. And Briseis has to pass a "looming obstacle".
A/N: I don't own troy! But I do own some dudes you don't know in the story! Well....enjoy!
Briseis watch her only true love fall while paris was dragging her. She wanted to run back to him. But, paris grip was hard as a rock. Tears freely fell from briseis cheeks. Achilles voice came back to haunt her.
"you give me peace in a time of war"
Her heart ached a lot. That she cannot carry her body anymore. So, she fell. Paris stopped and knelt besides his cousin. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet. His very heart ached and the guilt just spread all over him. He wanted to bring back what can't be done. He had no choice but to carry her. But, at the moment his hands touch her back she punched his chest so hard and kept on doing it.
"You killed him! you killed him!....." "Briseis, if you won't stop so will I!" Briseis stopped punching paris and curled up like a ball and cried. Paris was very guilty. He moved to where briseis was. But, made no action to touch her. "briseis, I know you will not forgive me now...or maybe never. But, I just want to make one thing clear! Briseis, I love you as a sister and that I would never dare hurt you or let any other! If...if only I knew....I would never have done such a thing! Because I know how it feels."
Briseis looked up at her cousin. But, paris was looking at the stars and a his eyes showed sadness. Paris closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he continued.
"I loved Helen, I brought her here. Because of me troy is burning.....hector ....and..."
Paris looked down. His hair covering his face. But, briseis knew he was crying. Now it was briseis turn to feel guilty. After all paris did not know, and...besides paris is just avenging his brave brother...oh, hector.
"and now..." paris continued "father is dead!"
Briseis was shocked to hear this. She could feel hot tears in her eyes threatening to fall. But, she can not hold them back no longer. For she loved her dear sweet uncle like a father. She could feel strong arms wrap around her. Memories flooded her mind. Remembering Achilles' touches. his warm embrace, his tenderness. But, achilles' embrace was different from any others. She hugged paris back and they both mourn over there loved ones until the sun showed up. Paris stood up and his voice has It strength again.
"We must leave briseis. There are still greeks roaming. Besides, the others might worry on us!"
Briseis closed her eyes an image of andromache holding little astyanax and beside her the woman who launched a thousand ships, Helen. They were waiting for her. At this little image she smiled and opened her eyes seeing paris holding a hand out for her. She accepted his hands and continued down the tunnel. She could never hate Paris for what he done. It was he who always helped her when she was trouble. Always willing to lend a hand. She looked at paris and smiled. I can never hate you paris! Like I have never hated Achilles. The man who killed brave, loving hector. The man who killed my people and ransacked apollo's temple. A tear rolled down her face. Quickly, she wiped it away. Her Achilles....she can never see again.
(back at were we left Achilles)
Achilles watch the woman who stole his heart. Who broke down the wall's of his heart. The one who taught him love and peace. Running away from harm. He felt good to know briseis was safe. At last I can finally rest now! He collapsed just in time when Odysseus arrived. Odysseus was shocked to see the great Achilles dead. Slowly, he approached him. As he has arrived at his destination he smiled seeing a smile on his friend's lips. He has found peace! A tear found it's way out of his eyes and he looked at the sky it must be that girl! Wherever you are...thank you! Odysseus bent down to carry Achilles body to be burned. But, as soon as he had hold of him. He felt...a pulse! He tried again to make sure and.....there was none. He sighed, as he was about to remove his hands he felt another pulse! He waited and there was another! It was very slow. He turned to look at the guard behind him.
"Quickly! Get some help! He's still alive!"
The soldier was shocked to know that Achilles was still alive. But, did as he was told. At the meantime Odysseus was out of words. How can such being be alive after being shot with four arrows! This is impossible! But then again to Achilles nothing is impossilble. Rushing footsteps were heard. Odysseus turned his head and saw a rather aged man and beside him the guard he sent earlier. The aged man knelt beside him.
"he's wounds are serious. We must get him to a village with good medicine." The aged men said.
"But troy is destroyed! The only village here is back at Greece! We can not take him there! He will not make it!"
The aged man looked at Odysseus hard a twinkle in his eyes "I never heard of a man being shot with four arrows and still live! It is for his own good! All I could do for him is to clean his wounds and sew it together."
Odysseus sighed. There was no other way than to agree with the aged man.
"We leave for Greece after you finished cleansing his wounds!"
The aged man nodded and got to his work. Odysseus turned to the guard at his back and said
"Tell everyone to prepare to leave troy."
The guard left immediately to tell everyone. Odysseus was still pacing around. Then suddenly he stopped. He had remembered something...the girl! Where could she have been? Did she..... die? Achilles will be very upset about this....very!
A/N: hope you liked it! It was my first story. Pls.! tell me what you think! And...can anyone tell me if astyanax was the name of hectro's son. Pls. R&R
Achilles did not die! But both Achilles and Briseis were separated. Athena, the goddess of love wanted to see how deeply there love is, so she let Achilles have amnesia. And Briseis has to pass a "looming obstacle".
A/N: I don't own troy! But I do own some dudes you don't know in the story! Well....enjoy!
Briseis watch her only true love fall while paris was dragging her. She wanted to run back to him. But, paris grip was hard as a rock. Tears freely fell from briseis cheeks. Achilles voice came back to haunt her.
"you give me peace in a time of war"
Her heart ached a lot. That she cannot carry her body anymore. So, she fell. Paris stopped and knelt besides his cousin. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet. His very heart ached and the guilt just spread all over him. He wanted to bring back what can't be done. He had no choice but to carry her. But, at the moment his hands touch her back she punched his chest so hard and kept on doing it.
"You killed him! you killed him!....." "Briseis, if you won't stop so will I!" Briseis stopped punching paris and curled up like a ball and cried. Paris was very guilty. He moved to where briseis was. But, made no action to touch her. "briseis, I know you will not forgive me now...or maybe never. But, I just want to make one thing clear! Briseis, I love you as a sister and that I would never dare hurt you or let any other! If...if only I knew....I would never have done such a thing! Because I know how it feels."
Briseis looked up at her cousin. But, paris was looking at the stars and a his eyes showed sadness. Paris closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he continued.
"I loved Helen, I brought her here. Because of me troy is burning.....hector ....and..."
Paris looked down. His hair covering his face. But, briseis knew he was crying. Now it was briseis turn to feel guilty. After all paris did not know, and...besides paris is just avenging his brave brother...oh, hector.
"and now..." paris continued "father is dead!"
Briseis was shocked to hear this. She could feel hot tears in her eyes threatening to fall. But, she can not hold them back no longer. For she loved her dear sweet uncle like a father. She could feel strong arms wrap around her. Memories flooded her mind. Remembering Achilles' touches. his warm embrace, his tenderness. But, achilles' embrace was different from any others. She hugged paris back and they both mourn over there loved ones until the sun showed up. Paris stood up and his voice has It strength again.
"We must leave briseis. There are still greeks roaming. Besides, the others might worry on us!"
Briseis closed her eyes an image of andromache holding little astyanax and beside her the woman who launched a thousand ships, Helen. They were waiting for her. At this little image she smiled and opened her eyes seeing paris holding a hand out for her. She accepted his hands and continued down the tunnel. She could never hate Paris for what he done. It was he who always helped her when she was trouble. Always willing to lend a hand. She looked at paris and smiled. I can never hate you paris! Like I have never hated Achilles. The man who killed brave, loving hector. The man who killed my people and ransacked apollo's temple. A tear rolled down her face. Quickly, she wiped it away. Her Achilles....she can never see again.
(back at were we left Achilles)
Achilles watch the woman who stole his heart. Who broke down the wall's of his heart. The one who taught him love and peace. Running away from harm. He felt good to know briseis was safe. At last I can finally rest now! He collapsed just in time when Odysseus arrived. Odysseus was shocked to see the great Achilles dead. Slowly, he approached him. As he has arrived at his destination he smiled seeing a smile on his friend's lips. He has found peace! A tear found it's way out of his eyes and he looked at the sky it must be that girl! Wherever you are...thank you! Odysseus bent down to carry Achilles body to be burned. But, as soon as he had hold of him. He felt...a pulse! He tried again to make sure and.....there was none. He sighed, as he was about to remove his hands he felt another pulse! He waited and there was another! It was very slow. He turned to look at the guard behind him.
"Quickly! Get some help! He's still alive!"
The soldier was shocked to know that Achilles was still alive. But, did as he was told. At the meantime Odysseus was out of words. How can such being be alive after being shot with four arrows! This is impossible! But then again to Achilles nothing is impossilble. Rushing footsteps were heard. Odysseus turned his head and saw a rather aged man and beside him the guard he sent earlier. The aged man knelt beside him.
"he's wounds are serious. We must get him to a village with good medicine." The aged men said.
"But troy is destroyed! The only village here is back at Greece! We can not take him there! He will not make it!"
The aged man looked at Odysseus hard a twinkle in his eyes "I never heard of a man being shot with four arrows and still live! It is for his own good! All I could do for him is to clean his wounds and sew it together."
Odysseus sighed. There was no other way than to agree with the aged man.
"We leave for Greece after you finished cleansing his wounds!"
The aged man nodded and got to his work. Odysseus turned to the guard at his back and said
"Tell everyone to prepare to leave troy."
The guard left immediately to tell everyone. Odysseus was still pacing around. Then suddenly he stopped. He had remembered something...the girl! Where could she have been? Did she..... die? Achilles will be very upset about this....very!
A/N: hope you liked it! It was my first story. Pls.! tell me what you think! And...can anyone tell me if astyanax was the name of hectro's son. Pls. R&R