Disclaimer: I own none of Troy or its characters although Coral is all mine. Enjoy.

The Power Start

Four year old Hector was walking through the gardens of Troy with his father, talking about his younger sister and her behaviour.

"Daddy, why is Coral always mean to me?" Hector asked his father, thinking of how his younger sister was often violent towards him.

"I have no idea my son, have you asked her that?"

"No", replied Hector "I can't get close enough to her without her tackling me or beating me up. You have seen her in action, you should know this well enough."

At this Priam laughed, remembering, how only a few days ago, he had caught (or tried to) three year old Coral chasing Hector through the palace.

"HECTOR!" Coral shouted as she ran through the walls and along the corridors of the palace. Hector was with his father at that moment and when he heard that voice, he took off behind his father and behind the beautiful tapestry hanging on the wall. Just as he slid behind the tapestry, Coral burst into the room.

"Where is he father? I know he is in here."

I don't know what you are talking about daughter" Priam replied.

Coral's eyes went to the still flapping tapestry and a sly smile crept onto her face.

"Oh no you don't missy! Cant you tell he doesn't like you chasing him constantly?" questioned her father.

"No, how could I no that, I am only three years old" she replied as she raced off after Hector.

"Oh well, she will learn one day" muttered Priam to himself as he walked off to find his wife.

"I'm coming for you Hector" Coral yelled as she raced after her brother. Hector heard this and willed his legs to run faster but to no avail. She had caught up to him when she leapt for him. She caught his leg and took him down with her, much to Hectors disgust.

'Not again' Hector thought to himself.

"See I'm better than you Hector." Coral boasted. "I can catch up to you and take you down when you have two advantages."

"And what will those advantages be?"

"One, you're a boy and two, you're older than me" she stated, looking upon her brother with a satisfaction that was clearly not human.

"Hector, it's just that your sister is different, very different, to the rest of us."

"Different? How different? What do you mean?" asked Hector, looking at his father, trying to figure out what all the fuss was about with his sister.

"You will understand when you're older son. For now we must retire to our chambers for the evening. Night is almost upon us. Come along now." Priam said, guiding his son back towards the palace.

The pair returned to their own chambers and lay down, waiting for sleep to conquer them. Hector fell asleep easily enough but the slowly aging king had matters to discuss in his dreams.

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