Hey everyone,

This is a brief overview of what is to come for this story that will be a part of the Trojan War. Thanks for all the support, and here is to those who have asked for it... Everlasting Hero: The Golden Sword.

With best regards,
SharkAttack719

Prologue

King Menelaus of Sparta grabbed one of his personal guards and threw him down the side of the acropolis.

"I tell you not to anger me anymore!" he roared. "Yet you still anger me! Do any of the rest of you have anything to say?"

The others were silent.

"Good." Menelaus walked further up the stone steps that led up to the acropolis of Mycenae. Mycenae was the kingdom in which his brother, Agamemnon, ruled. His brother was a rather protective and ambitious man. He wanted to rule all of Greece under his command and had done a very ingenious thing.

Mycenae was Greece's ancient capital, hence the term Mycenaean Greece. When Agamemnon seized control of the city, he then made a pact with all of the possible suitors of Helen of Sparta in that if her husband was ever threatened by another rival kingdom that they would all join in battle to retrieve her back from foreign hands.

Then he made sure Menelaus became Helen's husband.

This, Menelaus knew very well. He knew that his brother would do that and knew that he would have to go to his brother to round up the other kings of Greece to fight for them. There would be only one kingdom of Greece not included in this deal, and that would be the kingdom of Aegina, the home of the Myrmidons.

But Menelaus didn't care. He was furious. As soon as he comes back from his grandfather's funeral, he finds out that the Trojans arrive and leave before he can come back, taking his wife with them. His prized Helen that he won fair and square from the previous King of Sparta, Tyndareus.

He slammed the doors open and rushed through the palace without a single care for anyone's safety. No one dared to step in front of him in fear that the temperamental King of Sparta would stab them.

He entered the throne room with such ferocity that the scribe clattered to the ground hard enough to bruise his elbow. There was the following smashing of glass and leakage of ink, but Menelaus didn't care.

Agamemnon gave his brother a disapproving look. "What is the matter with you, Menelaus? Your temper is rising again. I fear that one day you will burst a vein in that neck of yours."

"There is a legitimate reason why I am angry, Agamemnon," the King of Sparta growled. "You should know very well the only reason why I could be this mad to come to you. It was you, after all, who set up that deliberate plan in case someone took Helen. And they did!"

Instead of the devilish smile that was expected from the King of Mycenae, Menelaus got an innocent looking smile in return. "Oh, did she get kidnapped?"

Menelaus' eyes widened. "You paid someone to get her kidnapped, didn't you? You put someone in charge that would let the Trojans steal her away."

"Oh, yes indeed," Agamemnon grinned. It was a crude sight. "It seems as though the great immortal Perseus can be quite dense and stupid. It was easy to bribe the poor man into doing my bidding. He accepted, hungry for the money. If I can control him right, maybe we can send him to be the first to be killed."

Menelaus gave him a withering stare. "Be quiet, you insolent fool. Perseus is the son of Poseidon. The gods will not take lightly to that offense."

"Son of Poseidon, ha!" Agamemnon laughed. "He is just a mortal who got blessed by the gods. There is no doubt that the man holds skill and talent, but there is no proof that he is the son of a god, especially one of the strength of Poseidon."

He just continued glaring at his brother. He kicked a table, sending it flying halfway across the room and kicked a chair, making it shatter as it collided with the wall. He gave a threatening look to Agamemnon.

The King of Mycenae finally sighed. "All right, brother. I am just excited about this opportunity. In truth, I care more about getting revenge on Helen with you, my brother, than the downfall of Troy. I swear that on the River Styx."

Thunder echoed in the distance. "Do you see?" Agamemnon noted. "The gods answer to my oaths and prayers. They are not offended that I don't believe Perseus is the son of a god."

"Why would you want to get revenge on Helen?" asked a suddenly mystified Menelaus. "Why would I want to get revenge on her?"

"Because, my brother, it is rumored that she left without a single thought for you, insulting you and disgracing your family before the Trojans joined her rants took her aboard their ship," Agamemnon said with a mad grin. "She never loved you and she will learn how big of a mistake that is. Will you promise that you will get revenge on Helen and Troy with me, brother?" He held a hand out for Menelaus to shake.

This was the big moment. Menelaus could either choose peace or war, to leave his treacherous wife in Troy, or go there to destroy those who had taken her. He could choose to find another wife in peace, or to find his revenge in war. He could very well be risking the life of thousands of Greeks, just because of a single woman.

"We are no longer Greeks, brother," Menelaus said, earning a confused look from his brother. "We are Achaeans, named after the very land Mycenae stands on. We are the Achaeans, and this is war."

And Menelaus shook Agamemnon's hand.

Hey everyone,

Hope you enjoy this chapter.

I apologize for any grammatical errors in the chapter above and if any historical facts are actually wrong. I have spent my time looking through different websites, and even a couple of books, but the story that will continue may have incorrect historical info. Still, I believe it just adds to the effect.

With best regards,
SharkAttack719