Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Only 28 reviews away from 200 reviews! I just came back from Troy again and it was great! To dizzy izzy: I was planning on that because that is my reason for Achilles going to Troy for war. Since I seriously dislike Paris now for killing Achilles is the reason why he is going to be the one to hurt Briseis. I still think that Helen is a wench so I will be relentless. In this story, Achilles will not die and when it comes to that point, I will state the reason why he did not die. I hope you all review and it's all good!

If you like Paris, don't hurt me! This is a bad chapter for those who like Paris. So, here is…

Chapter Thirteen

Achilles woke up the next morning, bright and early. Briseis was under his arm and breathing quietly. He lifted his arm from her soft, warm body brought it to under him and lifted himself from the bed, a little sore from the nights events. He and Briseis were sent to leave in another four or five hours, back to Greece and to their ordinary lives where she was a slave by day and his woman by night. He had stood from the bed and dressed in his armor when he felt two hands on his broad shoulders. Long, brown hair rubbed against his cheek which made him smile. "Good Morning Gorgeous." Achilles said as he kissed Briseis' cheek. She smiled and kissed the side of his mouth.

"Why are you up at dawn every morning?" Briseis asked as she watched him rise from the bed and open up drawer on the nightstand. He took out a necklace made of white seashells and brought it to his hands. "I want to give this to you." Achilles said as he dangled the necklace in front of her eyes and when her hand opened up, he dropped the chain in her hands and watched as she smiled as she stared at it. "It's beautiful. Where did you find it?" She asked him as she let him take it from her and wrap it around her neck. "I didn't find it, my mother made it for me when I was a boy. She said give it to the woman you will marry." Achilles said as he watched as her eyes lit up slightly in wonder and happiness.

"You want to marry me?" Briseis asked as she looked deeply into his wonderful blue eyes. It didn't take him a second to think about it, "I was born to marry you." Achilles said as he kissed her on the lips, letting his tongue open her mouth and assault hers in a loving way. "When we come home, I will free you." Achilles said as he took her hand in his. "Would you marry me?" He asked her as her brown eyes became darker and more beautiful. "I would, in a minute." Briseis said as she kissed him again and brought him close to her. There was a sharp knock at the door which made them pull away from each other. He frowned at her and walked to the door.

Achilles opened it, only to see Agamaman standing there, looking annoyed and angered. "I need to talk to you Achilles. Now!" He said in a loud voice which caused Briseis to jump. "Fine." Achilles said to Agamaman, walked back to the bed and kissed Briseis goodbye and she watched as he left her. She heard the door lock which made Briseis feel more secure as she got up from the bed. He had kept the curtains shut as she changed from her robe to a white, toga dress with thick tank-top sleeves and an intricate design. When she was slipping some butterfly clips in her hair, she heard a knock on the door. It wasn't Achilles, she knew that much, he had a key.

She was stupid to open that door, if she hadn't, things would have been different. She stood from her chair and walked to the door. She unlocked the door and opened it, only to be pushed to the floor. Someone was on top of her, someone a lot bigger and stronger. Her arms went flailing up, only to be pushed back down with immense force. She opened her eyes to see Paris, the Prince of Troy, he was on top of her. He leaned down and kissed her neck roughly and bit hard. "Please, don't. I love Achilles." Briseis said as she started to sob when he didn't let her go. Paris continued his unwanted ministrations but became angry when Briseis began to scream.

"Shut it you whore!" He said as he punched her, which split her lip and caused it to bleed. Her cries became louder until he silenced her with a painful kiss that was unwanted and so rough. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and brutally assaulted her mouth and bit the side of her mouth again. He took a tie from his belt and tied it around her wrists, over and over again until bruises had started to form. His vicious kisses moved from her lips and face that was now bloody to her neck which was covered in Achilles' love bites. Paris pulled away from her neck and hit her in the stomach. "He gave you little love bites eh? You were suppose to be mine." He said as he moved up her dress to where her underwear was. "Please, no. I don't want to." Briseis moaned in pain and in fear.

Paris' hand started at her calf where he squeezed to an uncomfortable degree and gradually, his hand moved up as Briseis continued to cry and try to kick him but his body overpowered her. His lower body covered her legs and on her thigh, she could feel his hardness. No, no, no, no, Briseis thought as he continued to kiss her neck and brutalize her more. "This has nothing to do with Achilles. No, you were such a beautiful girl when you lived here. Than, you were bought and he took you away. I hope that I am the one to have you first." Paris said as his hand continued it's dangerous journey to an area he wasn't allowed in.

Her lip still bled but it had slowed and Paris had bit into Briseis' neck flesh which had irritated the skin and scrapes were forming. Angry, bruised flesh. She laid there, helpless and crying, with no one to help her, no one who cared or even seemed to notice. She was hit again when she became loud and he always went for the areas that would hurt the most, like her stomach or her breasts. "For my favorite part." Paris said in a smug voice as his hand had finally reached her panties. But, before he pulled them down, he saw a white substance on her thigh.

"Heh, you two made love last night. Slut." Paris said as he punched the thigh angrily which caused Briseis to scream out in immense pain. "You will have me on your flesh, not that son-of-a-bitch who made my country's life hell. This is my revenge. Not to mention, I need some pleasure." Paris said as he grabbed her panties in a fistful and yanked them off in a quick motion. "So beautiful." He said as he kissed her lips and she cried against him, which made him angry. He punched her again, "What is so bad about being with me?" He said as he lifted his skirt so she could see what he was, what he wanted from her.

"I bet Achilles is bigger but I can give you so much pleasure." Paris said as he stood at her entrance and slipped himself inside, roughly and not like Achilles did. Achilles did it in a loving way which made the entire process as comfy as he could make it. Briseis let out a scream of pain as Paris pumped in and out of her, he was moaning in pleasure. Paris heard voices coming closer and closer and he pulled violently out of her and slammed her legs together. Briseis screamed again and closed her eyes, listening to Paris open the window and escape through it.

Achilles was walking with Agamaman when Agamaman said that he was leaving for his room. He had nodded and walked closer to the room he shared with Briseis. The door was opened and on the floor, his lover, his woman, laid beaten and raped. Her arms were bound and her dress hiked up and the underwear she wore was on the other side of the room. "Please, don't be angry with me." Briseis whispered as Achilles came closer to her. He became angry, not at her, no, never her, but at the lifeless soul who committed this horrid act. He kneeled on the floor and took her wrists and unbound them.

He took her battered wrists and kissed them attentively and frowned when she winced. "Who did this to you? I promise, I will stand over them after a beating and burn them alive." Achilles said menacingly as he brought Briseis closer to him. She shook her head, "Please," Briseis said as she tried to get closer to Achilles. He felt guilty at the exact moment, she needed him right now. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry into his chest. "Can you walk?" Achilles asked her, he was going to take her to the healer. She shook her head and he frowned again.

Achilles lifted Briseis up in his arms and she cried out in pain. He tucked her head under his chin, her hair covered in another man's arousal. The halls seem to get longer and longer as he continued to carry her to the King's healers. They were in the hallway by their room. No one was in the hallway which made Briseis calm. She couldn't see his face, not ever again. A woman and a man sat in chairs, they talked but stopped when they saw Achilles, holding Briseis. "Sir?" They asked as they saw Briseis' assaulted face. "My woman, she was raped and beaten, soothe her wounds and please, tell me what to do for her comfort." Achilles said, regretfully as he laid Briseis on a bed and the man walked to her.

She began to cry, "No! No! Please, Achilles, don't leave me!" She screamed and he was at her side instantly. She clung to him but he kept her on the bed. "I won't leave you. Never will I leave you." And he hadn't, he spent the entire day by her side and they had missed the boat to bring them home. That night, they both slept very little, Briseis cried and he was only up for her protection. "I'll find the son of a bitch who did this to you," Achilles whispered as his woman slept, "I'll burn him alive." He made his revenge pact in her honor and listened to her dreams for any thought of who would do it.

She was having a nightmare at the moment, Briseis was sweating profusely. She whispered, "No, don't. Paris, don't please." Achilles' anger rose in his throat. He knew who had hurt her. He was going to be relentless…

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Zeus and Hera looked angrily over to Aphrodite who was crying for the scenes that was observed by the gods. Poseidon comforted Thetis who was crying profusely. Aphrodite stood from her cloud and screamed to Hades below, "I damn you to hell Paris, Son of Troy! I damn you!"

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Eventful chapter. I know you all hate me now but that is the reason for Achilles going to war with the Trojans. For avenging Briseis. I hope you all liked this and thanks to Dizzy Izzy for the idea. Thanks to:

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