Slaves of Greece
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"Our sins are more easily remembered than our good deeds"
Democritus
The murder has been done. The great Agamemnon was dead on the floor; joining his daughter in the afterlife. Clytemnestra felt a victorious smile appear on her lips. That girl was dead too, some seer she turned out to be. Her lover had slain her villainous husband. Clytemnestra had never loved her husband like a wife should but that no longer mattered. He was out of her life forever. She was in the clear.
But there was something Clytemnestra had forgotten: her children...
...
The morning air was sticky and hot the next day. The inhabitant's had woken up to a brand new day with brand new possibilities. At this point in the morning, they'd all began making breakfast and staring their chores. The fishermen and the street sellers had already begun work in the small hours of the morning. The news of Agamemnon's death had not yet hit the streets. Klaus sat down to his food; blissfully unaware of the fate of his dearest friend.
A messenger knocked on the door sharply to get their attention. Bonnie let the child in and showed him to the master of the house. The boy looked desperate to tell his news. When the arrived to where Klaus was eating, he shoed them all away so the boy could give his message in private.
"Speak boy" Klaus ordered.
"I have dreadful news! Your friend, Agamemnon is dead" the boy told him.
Klaus just stared at the boy for a moment. His mouth formed a perfect 'O' shape. This can't be true!
"What happened?" Klaus asked.
"He was murdered" the boy answered.
"By who?" Klaus spluttered with rage.
The boy sunk back at the sight of the fully grown man that was advancing before him. His pupils were dilated with rage and his voice boomed across the room. All of these things made the boy feel very small.
"No one knows for certain but everyone thinks it was his wife, Clytemnestra. They say that she and her lover killed Agamemnon and his wife-to-be" the boy rumoured.
"WHAT!" he roared.
"I-it's just a rumour" the boy stuttered in fear.
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Klaus burst into Agamemnon's apartments. His friend's body was lying pathetically on the floor with blood dyeing his clothes. The man's face was twisted in horror and surprise. The girl who was to be his wife was dead too. But she didn't look surprised; she looked oddly at peace. Who could have done such a vile thing? That was when the answer came to him like a thunder bolt: his wife! Clytemnestra wasn't happy with him at dinner. She was properly still blubbering about her daughter's necessary sacrifice. At that moment she came in looking nostalgic but not grieving like she should be. Klaus knew the laws and if a citizen accused someone of a crime then they would have a trial and pay for that crime.
"YOU!" Klaus yelled, "It was you wasn't it!" ADMIT IT!"
Clytemnestra looked shocked at the insinuation and took a few steps back for her own safely. But she replied in a calm and level voice:
"I am not the one you seek" Clytemnestra lied, "You of all people should know that Agamemnon had thousands of enemies, stretching the full length of Greece and Troy. I should also remind you that his house is full of slaves from conquered nations. Maybe one of them killed him in revenge"
Klaus seemed to be considering what she was saying and deemed it as the truth. His friend was a man with many enemies and few friends. Electra and Orestes entered the room and came upon the scene; their eyes were already red and puffy with crying. Electra had long black hair and dark eyes while her brother was her opposite with the artic blond hair and the palest blue eyes you'll ever see.
"Did no one see what happened?" Klaus asked, "Surely someone was on duty nearby"
"I talked to them" Orestes answered in a strong voice, "But they saw nothing"
"Where were you two when the murder took place?" Klaus pressed.
"We were in the garden" Electra said in a dreamy voice, "We like to look at the flowers before he retire for the day. It's sort of a tradition of ours"
If there was one thing Clytemnestra, Klaus and the late Agamemnon could all agree on is that Electra and Orestes were just plain weird. They always seemed not quite there when you spoke to them and they spent every waking hour together. They would constantly whisper to each other and they hardly ever cracked a smile unless the other said something funny. Electra was 17 while Orestes was 18 and training to be a scholar. But the most freaky thing about them was it seemed like they had one mind. They knew what each other was going to say before the other said it, they also seemed to know what each was thinking. Sometimes they just don't speak for hours and just stare at each other. Klaus didn't want to be in their presence for any longer that he had to.
"I shall take my leave now" Klaus announced, "I will make sure the murderer or murderer's suffer dearly"
And with that Klaus left the family alone. Electra and Orestes gave their mother an inquisitive stare.
"You heard the man mother" Orestes hissed spitefully.
Electra began laughing insanely and followed her brother out of the room.
...
Kol greeted his elder brother with a smile and a hug. He hadn't really ever been close to Agamemnon as Klaus had but he knew his brother would be angry and thirty for revenge. Klaus had no intention on letting the murderer go. They both sat down and was served by a slave girl called Elena. Kol offered him some refreshment but Klaus was too enraged to listen to pleasantries.
"I need your help" Klaus got straight to the point.
"You want to discover your friend's killer" Kol guessed, "Your quite transparent brother"
"Do you know someone with those sort of skills. I want the killer to be found and than brought to him. I shall decide the villain's punishment"
Kol knew exactly who would help his deranged brother to fulfil his desires. There was a person whose business is to find people. He's never met that person face-to-face but he's been told of that person's results. But the procurer quit a few years ago, perhaps Klaus could 'persuade' it to come out of retirement.
"There is a person who can do what you ask" Kol told him, "You might have to be...persuasive since it's in retirement"
"Who is this man and where can I find him?" Klaus pressed.
"It is not a man brother; but a woman and her name is Katerina Petrova" Kol beamed.
Klaus seemed shocked. Women do that? Katerina Petrova was in Greece and she was rumoured to be able to find anyone. Kol knew that Katerina was exactly the girl that Klaus needed.
"Where can I find her?"
...
Caroline and Bonnie were having some state bread with a thin slice of cheese the cook had given to them. It was sticky and hot august day. The grass was richly green and the sea was oozing blue while the sun shone heavenly above. Caroline and Bonnie were on the grass since their master was busy getting revenge. They bit into the food which set their taste buds alight with the burst of flavour. Each slave let out a moan of pleasure as the sun warmed their bodies.
"I haven't had cheese in..." Bonnie tried to think, "Way too long"
"We'd better make the most of it" Caroline added sadly.
"Male slaves are fortunate" Bonnie remarked.
Caroline raised an eyebrow in confusion. Bonnie sunk to the grass and explained her comment.
"They can earn their way out of slavery through war or contests" Bonnie sighed, "We can't do any of these things"
She thought about her friend's comment. It was really true, she was trapped here for the rest of her life. Caroline used to cry about it or feel sad. But she found that she's numbed to the idea. It was be too strong to say that she's made her peace with it but she no longer hated her new life. She considered herself rather lucky considering the circumstances, she had her health, she had a friend and her employer kept her to only tell him any visions she may have. Another slave walked up to the pair and looked at them disapprovingly.
"Caroline" the slaves said, "The Master sent a message saying that he wants you to meet him in his study at dawn tomorrow"
"I shall" she nodded.
"What do you think that's all about?" Bonnie asked when the servant had gone.
"Agamemnon's murder" Caroline guessed, "It had to be"
"I suppose so" Bonnie shrugged, "It was only a matter of time before someone murdered him. He wasn't exactly popular. Who do you think did it?"
"I have no idea"
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Clytemnestra and Aegisthus paced anxiously in her private chambers with a soul to hear them. Both of them were worried, Clytemnestra assumed everyone would think it was a slave or one of the Kingdom's enemies but people were pointing the figure at her and her lover. One of her spies told her that Klaus is hiring someone to begin a investigation to find the murderer. But the only problem was that she didn't know who.
"What will happen when they discover us?" Clytemnestra panicked.
"Don't you mean if?" Aegisthus corrected her.
"I made sure none of the servants heard or saw a thing" Clytemnestra went over.
Aegisthus hated it when she was upset. He'd known her for five years and been her lover for four of them. They'd met when her husband was at Troy and they'd met at a dinner of a mutual friend. He's seen a beautiful woman who looked sad but not defeated. Aegisthus saw bravery and steely determination in her eyes. It was true that he disliked her husband before he'd met her but after they'd started a relationship he hated him. He just didn't get how he could treat such a woman so. Aegisthus took great pleasure in ended that repellent man.
"Worry not, Clytemnestra" he consoled, "All will be well"
"I wish I could believe that"
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Katerina Petrova lived in a town house in the old city. Her parents sold her to a Greek merchant when she was sixteen after an doomed engagment. She's originally from Troy and had a twin sister called Elena. But Katerina doesn't like to think about the past, for her the future is more important. She is not a sentimental woman and if you crossed her; she wouldn't hesitate to end your life. Katerina was an expert in finding people who don't want to be found. People that have run away, stole, terrorised or murdered someone. She was also extremely skilled in self-defence and always keeps a knife on her person.
She was sitting inside her house and was trying to hit the target. Katerina had some knives next to her on the table while she aimed at the target and hit the bulls-eye. But suddenly their was a knock at the door. She responded instantly by placing all but one of the knives in a basket and out of sight. The other knife was concealed in her clothing. She recognised the man at the door as Klaus Mikaelson. She'd seen him at the victory parade.
"Are you Katerina Petrova?" Klaus asked.
"Why do you want to know?" Katerina wondered.
"I have a job for you" Klaus told her.
Katerina thought she knew what this was about. Guessing by the anger and passion for revenge pouring out of his presence. He was here about King Agamemnon's murder.
"You want me to find the killer?" she guessed.
"Can you it?" Klaus snapped.
"I can find anyone" Katerina said confidently, "Now lets talk money"
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Electra and Orestes were walking in the garden before they were to go to bed. The colour of the flowers stood out in the pale moonlight. The two often take this walk and no one else was allowed to occupy them.
"Klaus has found someone to investigate the murder" Orestes revealed.
"Oh dear" Electra laughed, "Poor mummy's going to die"
"And we should be the one's to do it"
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