Just something I came up with after watching the film. I apologize in advance for any missspelt names.

Achilles sat in his hut and waited, finally after what seemed like an age to the impatient man he heard two horses ride up to his tent. He hurried out side and watched the horses draw near on bearing Eudoras, his most trusted friend and the other a stranger but who he presumed was his cousin.

"Eudoras, what took you so long?"

He climbed off his horse. "I apologize my lord, there were, complications."

Achilles took a long look at the sullen boy on the other horse.

"Why is my cousin tied up Eudoras? Didn't you tell him what I said?"

The warrior crossed his arms defensively, "I tried to but he refused to believe me, I think he thought I was a slaver, either way, he refused to cooperate."

Achilles suppressed a snort "so you thought tying him to a horse would convince him you were his friend"

Eudoras shrugged "I didn't know what else to do"

"Well he's here now; you can go back to the men."

He climbed back on his horse and rode off. Achilles untied the boy from the horse and helped him down.

"It was foolish to fight Eudoras, he's a myrmidon."

He looked annoyed now," I wouldn't care if he was king Agamemnon himself, I'm not about to let some strange man take me to Zeus knows where without putting up a fight."

Achilles didn't know what to say to that, he was not really used to people arguing with him and decided he preferred the cowering and complete agreement his status as an immortal warrior usually brought him. He scratched the back of his neck as he always did when he felt awkward or uncomfortable. "Umm well, do you want to come inside then?"

"Not really," but he followed Achilles into the tent anyway.

"Are you hungry?"

"No"

What had he done to offend the gods for them to lumber him with this surly unresponsive teenager he didn't know.

"Well, this is your home too, I'm going out for a bit, just stay here and try to stay out of trouble."

A quick walk done to the lake and back and Achilles felt much calmer, and more ready to deal with his cousin. At first glance his home looked empty, and then he saw his cousin was curled up in a ball at the back of his hut amongst the shadows. He crossed over to him.

"Patroclus?" He asked sitting down next to him.

"Go away" he mumbled his voice sounding strangely thick.

"Are you crying?"

"No" although now Achilles could clearly see the tears running down his face. Achilles Sat back on his heels and rubbed the back off his neck. "You know, its okay to cry, understandable in fact, you've just lost both you're parents, I understand how you feel."

"No you don't, no one does, stop trying to be so understanding, I don't want you're pity, I want my parents" The last part was shouted at him and Patroclus stormed out knocking a small wooden toy into the fire as he went.

Achilles rushed over, and pulled it out burning his had in the process. He cradled it in his arms for a second; his father has made it for him when he was just a baby. Furious with Patroclus for nearly destroying one of his most precious things he chased after him. At the top of the hill Achilles faced Patroclus.

"How dare you? If it wasn't for me you would have nowhere, i took you in and this is how you repay me? It's not my fault your parents are dead." Seeing his cousin's face as he said that he no longer felt sad, just guilty.

"Shut up, just shut up!" screamed Patroclus pounding with his fists on Achilles chest. His anger now completely gone he pulled Patroclus into a hug and let him sob onto his shoulder. Surprisingly Achilles felt at peace with himself, he had finally found a purpose to his life.