Until We Meet Once More

Chapter One

He looked at her, struggling, wearing a white dress, none like he ever saw before. He watched another man leave his strange sort of shelter laughing. He splashed on some water on his face in approached her. He was intrigued by her. As he got closer, he saw her lip was cut and she was dirty. Struggling some more the girl looked up and he saw chocolate eyes. She was beautiful. Her hands were bound behind her to a pole sort thing. He wasn't quite sure where he was, but something in that girl, her eyes, they called out to him...

Flash

There were some men, wearing strange tunics of some sort that had a figure in a dirty white dress. He drew nearer and began attacking the men. The girl looked up at him with those same sparkly auburn eyes, speaking incoherent words to him, and he found himself restraining himself from further attacks. Also feeling hurt. Those eyes burnt into him. Those eyes...

Flash

He was carrying the same girl into the same shelter, tent-type thing and dropped her on what appeared to be a bed. He tried to help her wash herself or something but she threw the wet cloth at him. She looked at him with those brown eyes in disgust. He threw the cloth back at her and left her be, and she washed her cuts herself. He turned around to be see stunning brown eyes...

Flash

He found himself sharing some intimate moments with this girl, once again he saw russet eyes, this time they showed pure love, no where near as disgusted by him as previous flashbacks. He felt love for this girl, he treasured her, he wanted nothing more than to protect her, and be with her. Her eyes were calling him...

Flash

He was in pain, almost like he was going to die. His heel was throbbing. He looked up at the same beautiful girl. This time her eyes were filled with unshed tears. He felt the heat of the fire that was surrounding them. She hugged on to him and it hurt him seeing her upset. He couldn't understand what was happening but found himself saying something. He saw her shake her head afraid and not letting him go but he said something else, something he couldn't quite hear. She looked at him intently with chestnut eyes as he spoke more words. She was reluctant but at last she went away. He felt as if he was dying and at his last breath, he whispered 'Breseis'...

Flash

Flash

He woke up with a start bolting straight into a sitting position and flicked the lamp on. Balls of sweat were running down his forehead as he breathed heavily. The room was completely dark except for faint outlines of shapes and his clock whch read 2.18. There was a dim light illuminating the room coming from the lamp.

A figure beside him stirred and rolled over and gave a small groan. She was shutting her eyes tightly as if trying to stay asleep, "Baby, you okay?" She mumbled hoarsely, she turned her head away to avoid the light. She had the sheets around her tightly.

With a smirk, the male answered softly, "Fine, just had a weird dream." He met her face and caressed her face with his thumb. Her soft face was cupped in his hands and she gave a small smile. She opened her eyes slowly to reveal soft green. He smiled back, then suddenly he saw a flash of brown eyes.

He flinched and she looked worried, "What is it?" Finally getting up she looked at her lover. She grabbed a remote and all the light went on. It was a modern NY room. The room was incredibly spacious with a great view of the city. There was a huge plasma TV in the room and a desk with the Sony PCGTR3 Centrino. The walls had a stripe of polished granite through the centre and the walls were made of marble.

He looked around the room, "Nothing Sherisse, just had one of those momentary dream flashbacks." He replied. Sherisse hugged him, "I love you Brian" and he hugged her back, kissing her forehead.

Brian Matthews. He was the man. His very presence made girls faint. His father started a multi-billion dollar company, which he now ran. He was intelligent and blessed with good looks. He lived in a four-storey mansion with cooks, maids and butlers. He had enough money to buy whatever he wanted, and it wasn't one of those Ritchie Rich clichés, all the money in the world but no friends, 'cause he had heaps. During spare times he would model and act in big blockbuster movies. He was one of the hottest guys on the planet and he had heaps of fans. He was pretty built and could have any girl he wanted. All guys were jealous of him, he had it all. So why did he feel so empty?

It had to have something to do with that dream. It was the same one he kept having since he could remember. The last time he dreamt of something else was beyond his memory. Same events, same girl, same eyes. What did it mean? This time there was something new, a word, a name, perhaps a place, Breseis.

Sherisse had tucked herself in and had fallen asleep again, yet Brian lay, unable to fall asleep. He looked at his metallic blue digital clock which read 4.20 in the morning, 2 hours after he first woke up. The lights were still on and he reached for the remote to turn them off.

Brian realized he would not get much more sleep and threw off the covers to get to the laptop. There was a soft hum and the computer started. The room was pitch black with the exception of the notebook, he got on the internet typed in 'Breseis' in the hope to find something, but there was nothing about a girl or any of the visions he had. 'It's just a dream' he assured himself.

With a silent twist of the handle, Brian let himself out of his large room and made his way to the gym. He worked out for about an hour before he took a shower and got ready for work. By the time Brian got out of the shower, Sherisse had just woken up.

"You up already?" She asked in an even tone.

"It's New York City, 2004, if you aren't up bright and early for work you don't belong here," he joked.

She merely rolled her eyes and went to the mirror, "Well obviously I don't belong here, no I meant, it's early 'cause you don't need to get to work till another hour and a half. You only live 2 minutes away."

His arms made their way to her and he hugged her from behind whispering in her ear, "I gotta do something this morning" and he gave her a small peck on the cheek. She snaked her arms around his neck and gave him a passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss he winked her goodbye and left the room.

There was something different about this morning, there was so much tension in him. Almost like everything was wrong. Sherisse's perfect emerald eyes, short dirty blonde hair with blonde streaks and her gorgeous smile. They were all wrong. The feeling was hard to describe, it were as if everything he loved about her had somehow disappeared.

He got into his shiny black convertible and drove straight past his office building to another big building. He stepped out dialing some numbers at the entrance. As he waited there was a soft ringing sound, "Wha- huh? Brian!? Man it's been forever come right in!" came the firstly annoyed then excited voice.

Brian did as he was told to do. The large glass door opened automatically allowing him to step into a chocolate marble foyer. The ceilings were high and extremely furnished. On the right there was a small bar and lounging area. Brian went straight to the lifts which were a darker chocolate color and stepped inside, getting to level six. The lift vibrated open and a man with opened arms greeted him happily, "Brian, the last time to came to your Uncle was too long ago, what brings you here?" the man greeted giving him a light hug.

"I don't want to intrude, you being a busy historian and scientist. You're the smartest man I know, and if I have issues with being disturbed while working you would too." Brian replied politely.

"Or is it because you are too American for your Greek Uncle Greg huh?" he joked as well as leading Brian to his apartment.

"Never Uncle Greg, so how have you been?" Brian started lightly.

"Not bad," was the reply as they reached his door and he opened it, "Want a coffee or anything?" Greg offered.

"Coffee would be great thanks." Brian answered gladly. He made his way to a leather couch and propped himself on it.

"Well like I said, not bad, but at this particular point, sleepy since you woke me up before seven after a late night at the lab, but my nephew is also a busy man, it's now or never. So how are you? You've gotten more built than the last time I saw you, and I see you gave your long blonde locks a trim." His uncle continued from behind the counter.

Brian laid back into the couch, "Could be better, those dreams are still keepin' me up most the night."

"Yeah? Thought you said they didn't wake you up ever since ya met Sherisse aye? How's she by the way?" His uncle responded coming from the kitchen with two mugs of coffee.

"Great, great, but this morning, I looked at her and it was all wrong." Brian confided honestly taking a sip of coffee.

"Care to elaborate?" His uncle asked nodding and concentrating on his nephew's words.

Brian sighed, taking another sip, "Just like I said it was all wrong. Like she was the wrong woman. I don't know, it's weird. I think it has something to do with the dream. There was something new this time."

His uncle's attention was now serious, "Something new???" He asked in shock, "What?" ever since Brian first confided about his dreams, he had studied the possible places and times it may have been from. He spent his spare time studying up on it and getting facts. According to Brian it was the only dream he'd had since he was very young. Greg was almost positive it was a flashback of the past.

Brian scratched his head, "At the last part, where I usually die, I heard the word I mutter out. Does Breseis mean anything to you? Oh and the fire, I saw walls, the walls were very large, and everything else was basically the same as always."

"Walls, walls, walls...hmm... Perhaps the walls of Troy?" Greg realized.

A/N: Umm I hope you guys like the basic storyline. I'd love to here from you but hey it's up to you... SO yeah... I am so boring, I really have nothing to say... but thanks for last chappie's reviews. I love feedback!

O! And whoever said something about unoriginal characters... I WROTE IN THE A/N LAST CHAPPIE I MADE CHARACTERS UP! lol k c ya