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incase you were wondering, this is where we left off.

Bella had just 'woken up' and she sees sapphira. she walks over to her bed and grabs her hand, only to feel a shock as sapphira's hand catches on fire. Sapphira's eye snap open, and her eyes are no longer the beautiful ocean blue, but a crimson color, the color of blood. (sorry for the boring version.) :P

P.S. just a little side note, the first line of this chapter includes the god Hades. incase you don't know, he is the god of the underworld, ruler of the dead. Otherwise he is like the king of hell, soooo, there ya go. lol :P

Also i don't know if I have done a disclaimer, but if I havent,

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or 300, though I wish i owned Edward...and Jasper....and Emmett, and I also wish I owned all OF SPARTA!!!!!! MWHAHAHAHAHAH!!! ...obsession... i know...

enjoy 3 Lissa

"What the Hades!?" Sapphira's now musical voice screamed.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I yelled frantically, desperately searching for something that could put out the fire on her arm. What have I done!?

"What's going on?" Victoria sneered at me. "What did you do?" she said, exasperated.

"Ow! It burns!! Make it STOP!" Sapphira screamed louder this time.

"I'm searching but I--AHA!" I exclaimed as I came across a bucket of water. I ran over to Sapphira faster than any human can ever run, I almost scared myself. I quickly splashed the water on her arm, but it didn't go out.

"AAAHHH!!!! It's WORSE!! Athanasia!!" She screamed, her face a true picture of agony. Her eyes had tears in them, but they wouldn't spill over.

"I don't know what to do." I said helplessly. All I want is for the fire to go away. Please, Hephaestus, God of Fire, make the fire cease.

Suddenly I heard all three of them gasp. I opened my eyes, for I had closed them while praying. Sapphira's arm was no longer on fire, but in it's place was a light pink scar in the shape of a flame on her wrist, where the fire began.

"Oh. My. Zues." I said, my face full of wonder. Was it I that did that? Did I really start the fire by touching her? More importantly, did I stop the fire by praying to Hephaestus, God of Fire and Forge? (Hephaestus pronounced: Hef-ay-stus)

Suddenly, three sets of eyes were on me.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"What? What do you mean 'what'?" The man I thought was James hissed at me.

"Hey!" Athanasia said, standing up to get in this poor mans face. "I don't care if Athanasia just set my arm on fire or not. She is still my best friend and you do not speak to her in such a rude and disrespectful tone! Apologize!" She said, pointing a perfect little finger in his face. He looked taken back.

"No..." He said, a confused look on his face. Well! How rude.

"Esphialtes, Please. Just apologize. It was rather rude if I do say so myself." Victoria proclaimed. Huh. She was actually quite nice. Whoa, wait! Did she just call him Esphialtes? (Esphialtes pronounced: Eef-ee-all-tees [the 's' is silent])

"Camelia, please. You don't really expect me to apologize to these two, do you?" He said as if it were the stupidest thing anyone ever came up with. Wait, hold on! Hold your soldiers! Did he just call her...Camelia!? What is going on here!? (I think we all know how to pronounce this name... :P, but just for good measure: Cuh-meel-eeya)

"Well maybe if you hadn't of been so rude, I wouldn't be agreeing with these two dimwitted Spartans." She practically spit out the words 'Spartans'. I take back what I said earlier, she is not nice. Not nice at all.

"Hey!" Sapphira and I said together. How dare she insult us, and Sparta none the less!

"Ugh!" She cried out in frustration. "This is much harder than I ever planned." She sighed.

Suddenly I felt a dry, itchy feeling in the back of my throat, my saliva started to gather in my mouth. What's going on? I couldn't quite place it, but it almost felt as if I was....thirsty.

"Umm... Do you, by any chance, have some fresh water?" In Sparta, we always had a fresh supply of water. All we had to do was ask the Queen if we could use her fountain, she always said yes. Speaking of Sparta, are we even in Sparta? Of course, I didn't have time to ask this because Victoria- or Camelia, whatever her name truly was- smiled wickedly at me.

She stood up and placed both her hands on either side of my face, an involuntary and instinctive hiss escaped my lips. This just made her smile more.

"Ah, young one. I'm afraid it is not water you seek, but it is blood. For the aching in your throat you feel now, is the Immortal's desire. You are an Immortal now, a vampire." She said, her face, glowing with excitement.

I'm a what? No...

"Cool." I heard Sapphira mumble next to me.

"I'm suprised, though," she continued, "for you are so young, yet it seems you have already discovered your Dunamis, otherwise known as the power the God's have given you." I stared at his beautiful creature infront of me, dumfounded. Was she trying to tell me that I am an Immortal and I have a dunamis? (Pronounced: doon-ah-mees)

"Don't you think we should let them hunt?" Said James/Esphialtes. I didn't know what to call them.

"Of course." Camelia said happily. She grabbed my hand and Sapphira's and then ran with us out the door at a speed I never thought I could ever reach. But, I'm Immortal now. Anything is possible.

"Camelia?" I started, I didn't want her to get angry with me if I used the wrong name. I decided I would call them by these new names.

"Yes, darling?" I didn't understand her moodswings.

"Can you tell us where we are?" I asked as innocently as I could, but I didn't know how wonderful that would work out. I probably had dirt and mud all over my tan face, and my hair was probably all scewed about.

"Of course, my loves. We're in Mycenae." She said simply. Mycenae!? That was hundreds of miles from Sparta! She must have seen the perplexed expressions on our faces for she laughed and explained.

"Do you not see the speed at which are traveling now? It doesn't take long. Right now, we're headed for Tyrins, the closest city. There we can feast." It wasn't until she spoke those words, did it finally sink in. I had to drink human blood. I had to drink human blood! I looked over at Sapphira's face and she had a small smile on her face.

"Sapphira!" I hissed, "You can't possibly be considering this!"

"Oh, calm down. How else are we supposed to eat? Or...Drink? Whatever." She said, exasperated. I sighed and looked straight again, I supposed I have to think like an Immortal now.

Within minutes we reached Tyrins. The city was bustling with activity, it looked like they were getting ready for a festival. As soon as we reached the gate that lead to the city, a breeze blew in our faces, making mine and Sapphira's toga's flap around our tan legs. But with that breeze brought a scent so mouth watering. So thirst quenching I could have sworn I was swimming with Poseidon, it was so amazing. It was like nothing I have ever smelt before, the saliva, or venom, started to fill my mouth.

I hissed.

Camelia grinned wickedly at me, I grinned wickedly back. With that, all three of us flew into the city, far too fast for any human to see. On our way through, we each grabbed an unnexpecting human. Carried them to a dark alley, and feasted. I looked down at my victim laying in my arms, shaking. A young boy, around the age of fourteen. He looked up at me with terror-stuck eyes, begging me with them to not harm him. But the new monster within me had none of that as she hissed, then placed her lips above his jugular vein, and bit down. She sighed in content as the warm blood seeped into her mouth, quenching her undying thirst. She felt the boy struggling, and even though she was no longer human, she didn't like to see him in pain, so she snapped his neck. His movements ceased, and soon, so did the blood. The monster in me threw the body carelessly off of her, I then instantly regretted it.

For that was not the Spartan in me. The Spartan in me, would have carried that poor soul to the River, so he could be at peace with the God's. From that moment on, the monster in me, as well as the Spartan woman, vowed to never let the Spartan in me dissapear. I promised my father eleven years ago that I would one day be a free Spartan woman, and I have finally become that. But I am not about to loose her.

*F*O*R*S*P*A*R*T*A

After Camelia and Sapphira were done with there meals, we all ran as fast as possible out of the city and to the nearest river so me and Sapphira could let our victims float down a river to give us some piece of mind. Also, to clean up. I think we all had a bit of blood on us.

After setting our victims bodies down, and nudging them softly into the river, I looked down at my reflection for the first time, it seemed. I was not the same Athanasia I once was, and now that I looked back over at Sapphira, neither was she. It seems she had just noticed this too, for her eyes were big cirles as they stared down at her reflection.

My hair was no different, long and curly and brown, though is seemes much more lively now. My skin, oh my skin! My once, beautiful tanned and bronzed skin is now a ghostly pale color, much like Camelia and Esphialtes' skin. My eyes, they had changed, too. They were the same color as Camelia, Esphialtes, and Sapphira's. Blood red. But among all of these changes, and under all the dirt and grime that layered my skin, the most significant change was that now, like all the other Immortals, I was inhumanly beautiful. My old plain looks, now replaced by dangerous and exotic looks. With one flash of my pearly whites, I can have any man or woman at my command.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!! i did!! and sorry I couldnt tell you how to pronounce the cities, but if im being honest with you, it's because i dont know how to prounounce them!! im sorry hehe its because it didnt tell me how to pronounce them lol! well anyway, i hope i didnt confuse you with victoria and james turning into Camelia and Esphialtes. There is a reason for that!

oh by the way...

Camelia means a red flower, sometimes with thorns, planted on a beautiful bush. ( i thought this was a perfect description of victoria if i do say so myslef! Cuz she has the red hair, she's beautiul, and she can be nice and gentle like a flower and she can have her thorns! lol)

Esphialtes is actaully a character from 300, like stelios, and he is a traitor who was a spartan, but because of his deformaties, as a child his parents ran away with him so he wouldnt be left in the wilderness to die. and when he is all grown up, and wants to be a spartan warrior, King Leonidas doesnt let him be in the battle because his deformaties dont allow him to complete the strict strategies. soooo *sigh* he goes to xerxes to join his army. anyhoo everything else will tie together soon!!

3Lissa

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