Slaves of Greece
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"The best prophet is one who guesses well" (Euripides frg.973) Alexander the Great quoted this verse to Chaldaean soothsayers who tried to persuade him to postpone his entry into Babylon.
(Appian Civil Wars 2.153); he ignored them and died there...
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"I thought you said you wouldn't laugh!" Kol snapped at his elder brother.
Elijah couldn't help but laugh. The very idea of Kol being in love was beyond ridiculous! His younger brother had always been cold hearted. Elijah had always assumed that Kol wasn't capable of love. To him women only had one purpose and it certainly wasn't love. So you see he couldn't help but laugh and laugh and laugh. Kol meanwhile just sat there and watched his brother's amusement.
"I'm glad your finding my misery so amusing" Kol said acidly.
Elijah was now controlling himself under the harsh gaze of his brother.
"Are you sure your in love?" Elijah asked.
"I think about her all the time" Kol explained, "I'm only happy when she's with me and I worry about her. When I think of a world without her it just makes me want to shut myself off from the world"
Elijah looked at his brother with a stunned expression.
"Tell me about her" Elijah spoke.
Kol looked happy at the prospect.
"She's so beautiful and kind. Elena is my prize from Troy! Lately she has saw fit to court that Malaka from Persia! I fear that one he might steal her away from me!" Kol face suddenly darkened, "If he ever did that then by the gods I will hunt them down and kill him!"
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Caroline was cleaning one of the many walls inside Klaus' vast property. She blushed when she thought of her master which made her clean the wall harder. Caroline was deeply embarrassed about what had gone on between them. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Why did she just abandon her good sense? Klaus was a bad man who had a hand in destroying her home and ruining her life. What would Enzo think if he were still alive? She was a traitor pure and simple.
Suddenly a burst of pain hit her and she dropped the cloth, making it land in the soapy water. She screamed out in pain and her vision distorted which made her head pound with pain. Caroline was having a vision. She could see a pyre with roaring green flames and a body on top that was prepared for the afterlife. Caroline didn't recognise the woman on the pyre but she just knew that it was the dowager Queen; Clytemnestra. There was two people standing next to the body, a man and a woman. Again, she just knew them as the King and his wicked sister. They were wearing smiles on their faces. Suddenly a skeleton wearing a black robe was charging towards them on a black horse. In its hand was a scythe. It looked like death itself. The King and his sister saw it coming but the didn't run. They just stood there like they knew it would come. When death reach the twosome, it chopped their heads off!
"Ahhhhh!" Caroline cried as she came back to reality.
Bonnie and Klaus were kneeling down next to her. Caroline was shaking vigorously so Klaus ordered his slaves to move her to his bed. When they'd done their job he told them to leave. Bonnie was trying to calm her friend down. Eventually Caroline could talk again.
"Leave" Klaus ordered Bonnie.
She nodded and left the room. Klaus sat on the chair by her bed and waited for her to talk. He listed intently as she told him everything. Klaus was shocked at everything he was being told. It was clear that death was close at hand for Orestes and Electra. Why would they not run? It made no sense at all. Unless they thought they deserved it...
There was a knock at the door and Klaus told the slave to come in.
"Master" the servant informed, "Katerina is here with urgent news"
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Klaus left Caroline in his room to recuperate. He was eager to hear what Katerina had to say. She was waiting for him in his office. Katerina looked as beautiful and as mischievous as ever but today she looked like she had some important news to depart. Klaus hoped she'd discovered the killer of one of his closest friends.
"The Jew deceived you" Katerina wasted no time in pleasantries.
That's not what he was expecting.
"In what way?" he demanded.
"He and Paris of Tory were working together. The Jew lied when he checked those suspects for you. Which means the culprit lives at the palace"
Klaus felt a pure murderous rage at what he'd just been told. How dare he mess with him! That Jew is a dead man! Klaus smashed the nearest table and threw a vase violently at a window. His whole body was shaking with rage.
"Find that Jew!" Klaus yelled, "And when you do torture him until he tells you who killed Agamemnon"
Katerina looked pleased as she left the carry out her duty.
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Tonight was the night; by tomorrow she will be free. Elena had butterflies in her stomach as she thought about what she was about to do. She was going to escape her slavery and marry Dastan. Elena knew the penalties if she got caught but she didn't care. All she wanted was a shot at freedom. It was time to leave. Elena didn't have anything to take so she had no baggage as she quietly made her way through her Master's home.
It was the dead of night and the only people around were guards. Dastan said to wait for him by the entrance to the slaves sleeping quarters. She waited for seemed like an eternity but in reality must have been about five minutes. Suddenly someone drops from the roof above her; it's Dastan. Relief floods through her system. He motions for her follow him. Elena nods and silently follows him through the house.
There are guards in the main foyer playing cards. Dastan mouths to her to wait. Suddenly his men charge the building and fight the guards. The guards are obviously taken by surprise. The card game is over as they fight the Persian mob. Dastan and Elena slip through the fighting towards the door. Dastan turns back and yells for his men to follow them. The Persians leave the Greeks who were vastly outnumbered to follow their leader.
The escape seems to have worked.
...
"You tell him" a guard called Akakios prompted his friend.
"No, you tell him" his friend named Iason snapped back.
"Someone's got to tell him" Akakios grumbled.
"Tell me what?" Kol demanded.
Both men looked behind them to find their master standing there. He appeared to be angry and suspicious all at the same time.
"The Persian Prince has stolen your prize from Troy" Iason told him bravely.
Kol felt like he'd been slapped in the face. The woman he loved has been stolen from him. Hate infected him like a virus, he wanted to kill that pounce from Persia. First he'll torture him and then bury him alive...no, burn him alive. Burning is more painful and if he was buried Kol couldn't see him suffer and where is the fun in that?
"Find them" Kol ordered venomously.
...
Enzo entered Greece with a heavy heart. He was man that had had everything taken away from him. His son, his wife, his home, his friends and his livelihood. Enzo was a man with nothing. The only things he had was the clothes on his back and a few silvers in his pocket. Enzo's heart and his very soul was broken. Misery haunted him everyday. That monster Agamemnon and that stupid boy Paris has ruined everything.
A week ago he'd received some good news; his wife was alive! Enzo remembered the joy that had exploded in him. It didn't last long though when he found out that his wife was a slave to a monster. He'd heard all this from a soldier called Damon. Enzo was determined to rescue his wife from that foul creature.
"You look lost in thought" a man commented.
Enzo looked to the source of the voice. It was a man with brown hair who looked in his early fifties. He was a well built man who looked like he'd fought in his share of battles. To his right was a woman with dark hair and a pretty face, she looked in her mid thirties. They were both looking at him with interest.
"Then you are very observant" Enzo said back.
He made to move on but the woman stopped him by getting in the way. She was wearing a strange smile that looked a little false. The man just kept standing where he was. Enzo wasn't liking this.
"Tell us your name" the man asked.
"Enzo" he told them.
They both shared a look and smiled even more. Enzo defiantly wasn't liking this.
"Who are you?" he questioned them.
"My name is Mikael and this is Lillian" the man answered, "We want to talk"
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Klaus was in his office trying to make sense of Caroline's vision. Should he tell the King? He had no love for this new King though and would be only too happy if he died. Klaus decided to ignore the vision for now. Suddenly his little brother burst into the room without an invitation. Kol looked angry and hurt, he banged his fist on the table and looked at his brother with determination.
"I want to report an incident" Kol's voice said with his voice was cold as ice.
Klaus looked at his brother with amusement clear on his face. He was confident that whatever his brother was reporting wasn't of great consequence.
"What is it?" Klaus asked with a barely suppressed smile.
"That Persian Prince attacked my home and stole my possession from Troy" Kol explained, "Dastan has dishonoured me"
His elder brother's face didn't change through it all.
"Did they break or steal anything else?" Klaus asked.
"No"
"Did they kill anyone?" Klaus inquired.
"No" Kol responded in a harsh tone.
"So they just stole the girl then"
"Exactly!"
"Since we want Persia to be our friend, I think it would be unwise to pursue it" Klaus decided.
Kol looked furious at his brother decision but before he could complain a slave came in and told Klaus that Katerina was here with a prisoner. That could only mean the Jew. Klaus dismissed his brother and hurried to his study. There was Katerina with The Jew in chains. Klaus smiled a savage smile.
"Who killed Agamemnon?" Klaus growled.
"He's already told me" Katerina beamed, "Clytemnestra killed your friend"
...
Orestes and Electra were sitting in one of their private chambers. Klaus stood before them with Katerina and The Jew who was still chained. He had just told his King who killed his father and The Jew's part in it. Orestes stared at the Jew and the smiled a smile as only mad man could. His sister began laughing like Klaus had just said the funniest joke in the world.
"I'll get mother" she announced with glee, "GUARDS!"
Electra left the room; she was practically skipping.
"The Jew will be executed" Orestes ruled, "Take him away"
The Jew didn't cry or struggle, his face was blank of emotion. Orestes' guards took him away to the dungeon. Electra came back with her mother in tow. Clytemnestra was roughly put in a chair. She looked fearful of what her children might do.
"You killed our father" Electra whined in a childish voice, "She must pay!"
"You can't kill me" Clytemnestra protested, "The gods will punish you if you do!"
Orestes appeared to be thinking it over.
"I think killing your husband is worthy of punishment so I might be forgiven" Orestes said slowly, "Kill her!"
Electra jumped in delight.
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Quote from: A Cabinet of Greek Curiosities: Strange Tales and Surprising Facts from the Cradle of Western Civilization by J.C. MckeownMalaka means Wanker