Until We Meet Once More
PROLOGUE
She was one of the lucky few. She had survived the burning walls of Troy, but then, what was survival? To escape the war and not perish with it? Then, what was escape? Getting away from the war and live to tell the tale? What was living? To be able to move and breathe?
You cannot escape war, every time you close your eyes, you will see every moment of hell, you will hear every scream of agony, you will feel pain, suffering and loss again and again. And you will relive it over and over. You do not save your life after war, it is as lost as your home. Your life as you know it is gone, your friends, family and... Lovers...
War is not something that will heal over time. It is cemented deep into your mind, it controls your very existence. You live the torture of war for the rest of your human life and perhaps even longer. War WILL haunt you forever.
Who then truly escapes the war? Those who keep their lives, reliving the torment for the rest of their lives? Or those who have died finding peace in their minds?
"Death doesn't seem so different to life." Breseis whispered to herself as she sat alone in a cave. "What is of my life that still exists? I have no home. No future. All of Troy is gone except for a mere few people." She tilted her head up toward the ceiling and whispered hoarsely, "I've lost everything, what is my life?"
With those final words she broke into sobs. Of royalty Paris, Helen, Hector's wife and son and herself had survived. They used Hector's passage way with about a few hundred men, women and children. They had reached a spot near the water as Hector had told his wife they would.
At this point of time it was only about 2 days after the walls of Troy had collapsed. Many of the Greeks had left the land to make arrangements to rebuild a greater city. The very few Trojans that didn't perish were in hiding, vulnerable to any attack with a shortage of food and resources.
Footsteps echoed in the small cave and a voice Breseis recognized as her beloved cousin's spoke with gentleness yet authority, "Breseis we must move, a messenger has contacted our allies in Lyrnessos and they have replied saying they will fetch us with their ships and throw a great party to celebrate our survival. We must move east so they may reach us without the Greeks suspecting."
"What is to celebrate Paris? All is lost with the walls of Troy. There is nothing left?" the Trojan Princess scoffed ironically.
Paris came to her and knelt beside her putting her arms around her in embrace, he replied in a soothing voice, "All is not lost, there is still plenty. The Spartans have not completely defeated us. As long as we are together and the Palladion, the luck of Troy (they retrieved it in my story...), we have hope. We will make a new city of Troy, we will increase in number, we will be great once again"
"Great for you maybe cousin, but I have nothing, I beg the gods to take my life now, I have lost the man I love and the home that has been my home since the day I was born. The temple that I as a priestess have loved, all the people I knew, it's all gone." Breseis cried, "I do not wish to go to Lyrnessos, I wish to stay by the shores and live alone in the hope to find peace."
"Do not speak like that Breseis, I truly am sorry for the death of Achilles, and if I had the chance, I would go back and take it back. He was the man that killed Hector and I let that cloud my judgment of the bigger picture. Come. If it is peace you wish to find living alone the people of Lyrnessos will arrange a home for you alone and you will not be disturbed. Just come to a place will sufficient food, clothing and all else." Paris practically begged. He felt so much guilt for what he had done to Achilles, and the sorrow and pain she was undergoing.
"I forgive you cousin, just leave me be, I will never find peace living in a city other than Troy. It is what I wish. Please let me stay." Breseis insisted, "It is all I want."
Paris stared in her eyes intently and saw how serious she was and gave a small smile to show her he understood, "What do I tell the others?"
Letting another tear trickle down her cheek she answered, "I love them very much but I wish to move on alone. Being in a city with many Trojans will remind me of the war too much. I wish to remain."
Paris nodded, "So be it, Breseis I love you very much, I only wish I hadn't caused you this much grief"
She hugged him tightly, "Hector would be so proud of you." She told him through sobs.
After their embrace Paris left the cave to lead the surviving Trojans east.
Breseis had barely any will to live. She missed Achilles so much. She prayed to Apollo with such passion. At last she came out from her cave and traveled to the edge of the water. She looked out to the far horizon. It was dawn and her sun was rising. She smiled, 'What I'd do to have you here with me Achilles'.
Before the sun had completely risen, there were ripples in the water and the water seemed to be magically dancing around into the sky. It whirled like a miniature hurricane of water that was a little higher than her. The water spun and spun faster and faster in this tiny twister until it stopped sending showers of many rainbow colored droplets very much like sparks of magic and revealing a beautiful maiden.
The maiden had platinum hair but a face of a beautiful lady, Her eyes were enticingly blue and her lips were pink. Her hair was done in many braids and twirls, better than the hair of any royalty she had seen. She had two curls, one on each side of her face as if to frame it. She wore a light blue dress, simple yet elegant. There was a spiral of French peonies on her dress and it looked magnificent. Breseis was awed by this woman's beauty.
The woman gave a smile, "You say you know of love?" she barked suddenly turning harsh. Her eyes were no longer soft put had narrowed to Breseis. Trying not to show her discomfort she stuttered back a weak yes.
She rolled her eyes with a humph and looked back at her, "And what could you possibly know of love" She snapped
"I never claimed to be a master of love, all I know is I love and I would die for the man I love." Breseis retorted suddenly getting worked up.
"Death is nothing, you're dead to yourself as we speak. I heard you say that there is little separating life and death, which is true I may add. I'm intrigued. What price would you pay to see the love of your life, ermm, Achilles, happy for eternity?" The lady mocked.
"Who are you?" The priestess demanded.
The maiden laughed cynically "My my, such temper. I am Kilpakthia, goddess of love, rebirth and happiness. I am your almighty goddess of war, Athena's sister. So what will be your honest response to my question?"
"An eternity of happiness for Achilles? Anything." She answered softly.
Kilpakthia laughed mockingly again, "Even your very freedom for eternity? To be forced to watch him lifetime after lifetime, happily getting married, having a family, moving on so happily and of course with no recollection of you. Will you withstand the pain of his love for other women in his lifetimes. Will you watch him forget you and love someone else while you sit bearing each memory you two shared? Or will you choose your happiness for eternity so when you die, you will live happy afterlives and be reborn in good families after another. Yet this will sacrifice you ever encountering Achilles again and his afterlives will not be as bright.
"He will live in shady families, with barely enough money to live and eat food. He will live like this for eternity if you choose your own happiness. Yet choosing his happiness will cost you to continue living without aging in my domain, with the pain of your lost city and love. You will never forget Troy and you will be forced to watch your love move on."
"But, if I choose to live on for eternity watching him, I may encounter him once again?" Breseis questioned.
"If your love is as great as you say, he will eventually be drawn to you, perhaps within eternity, he will come to you, and if he does, I will give you another choice, both resulting with the both of you being together forever. But I must warn you, enduring the pain I speak of for eternity will hurt you in so much more than you may think. It is worst than all torture and punishment that humans will ever invent, even more treacherous than the cruelest and slowest ways to die. And it is not even certain he will ever come" Kilpakthia explained.
"I will do it." Breseis stated. The enchanting woman only smiled and took Breseis by the hand, disappearing by the same twister of water that turned into a giant whirlpool.
And that was the last that Troy ever saw Breseis.
Until the day Achilles would come to her... if he ever did.
A/N: Hey, how are you all? I know this is probably a little weird but basically Breseis is going to sacrifice her freedom so Achilles will be happy for eternity. I watched Troy 2 weeks ago and I was like.... I don't like the ending, or it should have continued a little longer. I loved the movie though! Anyways I read the book, and I learnt that is wasn't very accurate, but hey. I went on Fanfiction and I was like I wana ending, but troy wasn't even on it, so I invented my own little ending. The story is great in my head but not as great when I write it. The goddess was made up and future characters will also be made up. Hope you guys liked it. It's easier to imagine than express in words! But yeah more twists and turns but a happy ending later on. If you guys sorta like the plot please review!
PROLOGUE
She was one of the lucky few. She had survived the burning walls of Troy, but then, what was survival? To escape the war and not perish with it? Then, what was escape? Getting away from the war and live to tell the tale? What was living? To be able to move and breathe?
You cannot escape war, every time you close your eyes, you will see every moment of hell, you will hear every scream of agony, you will feel pain, suffering and loss again and again. And you will relive it over and over. You do not save your life after war, it is as lost as your home. Your life as you know it is gone, your friends, family and... Lovers...
War is not something that will heal over time. It is cemented deep into your mind, it controls your very existence. You live the torture of war for the rest of your human life and perhaps even longer. War WILL haunt you forever.
Who then truly escapes the war? Those who keep their lives, reliving the torment for the rest of their lives? Or those who have died finding peace in their minds?
"Death doesn't seem so different to life." Breseis whispered to herself as she sat alone in a cave. "What is of my life that still exists? I have no home. No future. All of Troy is gone except for a mere few people." She tilted her head up toward the ceiling and whispered hoarsely, "I've lost everything, what is my life?"
With those final words she broke into sobs. Of royalty Paris, Helen, Hector's wife and son and herself had survived. They used Hector's passage way with about a few hundred men, women and children. They had reached a spot near the water as Hector had told his wife they would.
At this point of time it was only about 2 days after the walls of Troy had collapsed. Many of the Greeks had left the land to make arrangements to rebuild a greater city. The very few Trojans that didn't perish were in hiding, vulnerable to any attack with a shortage of food and resources.
Footsteps echoed in the small cave and a voice Breseis recognized as her beloved cousin's spoke with gentleness yet authority, "Breseis we must move, a messenger has contacted our allies in Lyrnessos and they have replied saying they will fetch us with their ships and throw a great party to celebrate our survival. We must move east so they may reach us without the Greeks suspecting."
"What is to celebrate Paris? All is lost with the walls of Troy. There is nothing left?" the Trojan Princess scoffed ironically.
Paris came to her and knelt beside her putting her arms around her in embrace, he replied in a soothing voice, "All is not lost, there is still plenty. The Spartans have not completely defeated us. As long as we are together and the Palladion, the luck of Troy (they retrieved it in my story...), we have hope. We will make a new city of Troy, we will increase in number, we will be great once again"
"Great for you maybe cousin, but I have nothing, I beg the gods to take my life now, I have lost the man I love and the home that has been my home since the day I was born. The temple that I as a priestess have loved, all the people I knew, it's all gone." Breseis cried, "I do not wish to go to Lyrnessos, I wish to stay by the shores and live alone in the hope to find peace."
"Do not speak like that Breseis, I truly am sorry for the death of Achilles, and if I had the chance, I would go back and take it back. He was the man that killed Hector and I let that cloud my judgment of the bigger picture. Come. If it is peace you wish to find living alone the people of Lyrnessos will arrange a home for you alone and you will not be disturbed. Just come to a place will sufficient food, clothing and all else." Paris practically begged. He felt so much guilt for what he had done to Achilles, and the sorrow and pain she was undergoing.
"I forgive you cousin, just leave me be, I will never find peace living in a city other than Troy. It is what I wish. Please let me stay." Breseis insisted, "It is all I want."
Paris stared in her eyes intently and saw how serious she was and gave a small smile to show her he understood, "What do I tell the others?"
Letting another tear trickle down her cheek she answered, "I love them very much but I wish to move on alone. Being in a city with many Trojans will remind me of the war too much. I wish to remain."
Paris nodded, "So be it, Breseis I love you very much, I only wish I hadn't caused you this much grief"
She hugged him tightly, "Hector would be so proud of you." She told him through sobs.
After their embrace Paris left the cave to lead the surviving Trojans east.
Breseis had barely any will to live. She missed Achilles so much. She prayed to Apollo with such passion. At last she came out from her cave and traveled to the edge of the water. She looked out to the far horizon. It was dawn and her sun was rising. She smiled, 'What I'd do to have you here with me Achilles'.
Before the sun had completely risen, there were ripples in the water and the water seemed to be magically dancing around into the sky. It whirled like a miniature hurricane of water that was a little higher than her. The water spun and spun faster and faster in this tiny twister until it stopped sending showers of many rainbow colored droplets very much like sparks of magic and revealing a beautiful maiden.
The maiden had platinum hair but a face of a beautiful lady, Her eyes were enticingly blue and her lips were pink. Her hair was done in many braids and twirls, better than the hair of any royalty she had seen. She had two curls, one on each side of her face as if to frame it. She wore a light blue dress, simple yet elegant. There was a spiral of French peonies on her dress and it looked magnificent. Breseis was awed by this woman's beauty.
The woman gave a smile, "You say you know of love?" she barked suddenly turning harsh. Her eyes were no longer soft put had narrowed to Breseis. Trying not to show her discomfort she stuttered back a weak yes.
She rolled her eyes with a humph and looked back at her, "And what could you possibly know of love" She snapped
"I never claimed to be a master of love, all I know is I love and I would die for the man I love." Breseis retorted suddenly getting worked up.
"Death is nothing, you're dead to yourself as we speak. I heard you say that there is little separating life and death, which is true I may add. I'm intrigued. What price would you pay to see the love of your life, ermm, Achilles, happy for eternity?" The lady mocked.
"Who are you?" The priestess demanded.
The maiden laughed cynically "My my, such temper. I am Kilpakthia, goddess of love, rebirth and happiness. I am your almighty goddess of war, Athena's sister. So what will be your honest response to my question?"
"An eternity of happiness for Achilles? Anything." She answered softly.
Kilpakthia laughed mockingly again, "Even your very freedom for eternity? To be forced to watch him lifetime after lifetime, happily getting married, having a family, moving on so happily and of course with no recollection of you. Will you withstand the pain of his love for other women in his lifetimes. Will you watch him forget you and love someone else while you sit bearing each memory you two shared? Or will you choose your happiness for eternity so when you die, you will live happy afterlives and be reborn in good families after another. Yet this will sacrifice you ever encountering Achilles again and his afterlives will not be as bright.
"He will live in shady families, with barely enough money to live and eat food. He will live like this for eternity if you choose your own happiness. Yet choosing his happiness will cost you to continue living without aging in my domain, with the pain of your lost city and love. You will never forget Troy and you will be forced to watch your love move on."
"But, if I choose to live on for eternity watching him, I may encounter him once again?" Breseis questioned.
"If your love is as great as you say, he will eventually be drawn to you, perhaps within eternity, he will come to you, and if he does, I will give you another choice, both resulting with the both of you being together forever. But I must warn you, enduring the pain I speak of for eternity will hurt you in so much more than you may think. It is worst than all torture and punishment that humans will ever invent, even more treacherous than the cruelest and slowest ways to die. And it is not even certain he will ever come" Kilpakthia explained.
"I will do it." Breseis stated. The enchanting woman only smiled and took Breseis by the hand, disappearing by the same twister of water that turned into a giant whirlpool.
And that was the last that Troy ever saw Breseis.
Until the day Achilles would come to her... if he ever did.
A/N: Hey, how are you all? I know this is probably a little weird but basically Breseis is going to sacrifice her freedom so Achilles will be happy for eternity. I watched Troy 2 weeks ago and I was like.... I don't like the ending, or it should have continued a little longer. I loved the movie though! Anyways I read the book, and I learnt that is wasn't very accurate, but hey. I went on Fanfiction and I was like I wana ending, but troy wasn't even on it, so I invented my own little ending. The story is great in my head but not as great when I write it. The goddess was made up and future characters will also be made up. Hope you guys liked it. It's easier to imagine than express in words! But yeah more twists and turns but a happy ending later on. If you guys sorta like the plot please review!