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She screamed in terror.

'Oh, no!' she thought. 'This is the end. I shall now see my ancestors soon.'

"Now what is this?" his gruff voice said. "A pretty young priestess. I think that Achilles needs some comforting after this victory."

His voice disgusted her. Not only his voice but also his stench was also overpowering. She thought to herself that if this was going to be her end that she would not have her end be as a raped priestess. She would make them kill her.

She bit into the hand of the one holding her. He screamed and let go of her. She ran outside only to discover, to her horror, that there was a group of about seven more of these barbarians awaiting her. She screamed and ran the other way only to be caught by these brutes again.

"You shall pay for that disobedience." He said. He punched her in the jaw, sending her careening onto the ground. She felt her lip as blood began to seep out of it. She now got herself back up and felt her arms yet again held tightly to her back.

Another man came foreword; he had harsh blue eyes and looked like he had seen many years of battle. He came foreword and stroked her face. "Now," he said, "are you not a pretty one? I think you may satisfy Achilles, what say you me?"

"AYE!" they all shouted.

The leader grabbed her arms and dragged her through the camp. As she passed nearby tents, she noticed how many stares she was getting. All the men were staring at her. She didn't even want to think about what was going thought their minds.

The leader dragged her to a tent a tad larger than the others.

As he entered, she saw a man standing in the hut. He was tall. Strong build, and something about him was quite attracting to her.

"The men found her hiding in the temple. I thought she'd uh...amuse you." Said Eudorus, the leader of the savage Greeks in the temple.

"What's your name?" He asked before washing his face. Briseis looked at him with resentment in her eyes. She wasn't about to pleasantly make conversation with the man who had slaughtered Apollo's priests.

"You killed Apollo's priests." She said. "The Sun God will have his vengeance."

"What's he waiting for?" He challenged.

"The right time to strike." She said. O how she wished for Apollo to strike him down on the spot.

"His priests are dead and his acolyte captive...I think your god is afraid of me." Said Achilles.

"Apollo is master of the Sun...there is nothing..."

"Then where is he?" He cut her off.

"Your nothing but a murderer," She looked at him again, "you wouldn't know anything about the gods."

"I know more about the gods than your priests...I've seen them. Your royalty aren't you? Spent years talking down to men..." he bent down and smelled a lock of her hair." Yes definitely royalty. What's your name?" Briseis kept her mouth shut in defiance. As he said this he began to undo the ropes on her wrists. "Even the servants of Apollo have names."

"Briseis," she said still with the same angry tone of voice.

"Are you afraid Briseis?"

"Should I be?"

She just stared at him. 'He is trying to intimidate me.' She thought to herself, 'It won't work.'

Just then Eudorus came in. "My, Lord, Agamemnon requests you presence. The kings are gathering to celebrate the victory." Eudorus interrupted.

"He can wait." Said Achilles responded with defiance. After taking one last look at Briseis, he got up and headed for the door.

"You fought well today." Achilles said then looked to Eudorus then left.

Once he go to Agamemnon's quarters, he saw that all the kings of the individual lands were there. The kings were presenting Agamemnon with gifts of praise. Once they had left Achilles spoke.

"Apparently you won some victory." Said Achilles to Agamemnon once. He knew that Agamemnon didn't care about his brother's wife. Only about winning more land.

"Perhaps you didn't notice, the Trojan beach belonged to Priam in the morning, it belongs to Agamemnon in the afternoon." Said Agamemnon, knowing that he and Achilles were about to have another huge argument.

"You can have the beach; I didn't come here for sand."

"No you came here because you want to see your name written through the ages. A great victory was won, but that victory is not yours. Kings do not kneel to Achilles. Kings do not pay homage to Achilles," Agamemnon added arrogantly.

"Perhaps the Kings were too far behind to see, the soldiers won the battle." Said Achilles. He wanted to be remembered. Not forgotten like all other hero's.

"History remembers kings, not soldiers! Tomorrow we'll batter down the gates of Troy. I'll build monuments of victory on every island of Greece. I'll carve Agamemnon in the stone!" roared Agamemnon.

"Be careful King of kings. First you need the victory." Achilles said. It was more of a threat than anything. Achilles fighting gives the men hope of survival. Without Achilles they would probably fail.

"Your men sacked the Temple of Apollo, yes?" asked Agamemnon.

"You want the gold? Take it. Its my gift to honor your courage, take what you wish." Offered Achilles.

"I already have." Agamemnon sneered. Achilles didn't like the tone in his voice. "Aphareus, Hemon..." Agamemnon called his guards. They burst came in holding Briseis. She struggled in their grips, trying to break free.

"I have no argument with you brothers but if you don't release her you'll never see home again. Decide..." Achilles threatened.

"Guards!" Agamemnon yelled. All of Agamemnon's guards circled Achilles, swords drawn. He could take them, he knew this. It wouldn't be a problem. In fact maybe killing these men would give him a sense of accomplishment. However just as he was about to strike, he heard the voice of Briseis yelling to him,

"Stop! Too many men have died today! If killing is your only talent, that's your curse. I don't want anyone dying for me." She said all of this with such assurance; such pleading in her voice that he could not bear to go against her wishes. He stood and put his sword back in its sheath.

"Mighty Achilles...Silenced by a slave girl!" Agamemnon chuckled, "Tonight I'll have her give me a bath, and then...who knows." He smiled touching Briseis' hair with his grease-covered hands. Briseis closed her eyes. She knew that she could be back with Achilles where she would be safe (or so she hoped). However that would entail more bloodshed, which she didn't want. She would sacrifice herself to save the lives of either Achilles or the men in the room.

Achilles was in a rage against Agamemnon, "Before my time is done, I will look down at your corpse and smile." With one last look to Briseis, as if waiting for her to give a signal of rescue, he stormed out of the room.

Wow that was not as bad as I thought it would be.

I give props to TsunamiiChild who I got most of the quotes from! Thanks sooo much. If you like this story than read Pre Ordained by TsunamiiChild.

Thanks for all the reviews, but I am a greedy person. I WANT MORE!!! Haha.

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Maria