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Chapter ten
Once the ships were enough far away from the coast, Hector and Paris looked at each other. Both of them expecting to see the person they wanted. Paris looked at his brother and, taking a deep breath, touched his arm.
"I must tell you something, Hector.." Hector looked at him, worried.
"Tell me.." Paris nodded, and put his hands together, looking at them and playing with his fingers.
"You see... we didn't come alone from Greece.." His dark eyes checked his brother's expression, but Hector waited patiently. "You see.."
"Paris, is it so hard to tell? It can't be that bad!" Paris frowned.
"You can't imagine.." His murmurs made Hector more and more worried. "You'll get so angry with me.. because I .. I.. " He took a deep breath. "I brought Helen with me"
"What? " Shouted Hector, and the crew looked at them. "You did what? Do you know what does this mean for Troy? "
"I.. I love her, Hector, and.."
"You love her? In two days? How can you be so stupid, so selfish?" Paris' lips were trembling, his eyes avoiding Hector's gaze. Expecting more angry words, Paris got ready, but suddenly Hector hurried to the wooden door and ran downstairs, followed by his brother. Once in the cabin, he saw the shape of a woman, standing up from the bed and covering her face. Hector opened his mouth in shock.. only one girl was there.. this couldn't mean anything good. If that girl was Helen.. what had happened to Alana?
"Helen.. " Paris whispered, walking towards her. "I can't believe you managed to escape.. you can't imagine how happy I am.." Paris turned around to meet Hector, who looked so shocked.. "What's wrong?" Hector didn't speak, he sat on a chair, looking at the ground.
"She was caught.." Murmured, and Paris frowned.
"Who?" Hector looked up at him.
"Alana. "Paris walked towards him, and put his hand on his shoulder.
"She died, Hector.."
"No! Are you stupid?" Hector stood up, and Paris narrowed his eyes. "I invented the story, Alana and I had a plan, she should be here by now!" Paris shook his head.
"No, she's not here.. she's Helen.." The two brothers looked at the girl. The height was the same, the shape of the body similar.. but she was still covering her face with the cloak.
"How can you know that she's Helen?" Said Hector, and Paris froze.
"Helen, tell him that it's you" Paris said, taking her hand. But when he touched it, he felt a new sensation that crossed his stomach. Looking down, he saw a different finger.. a different hand.. The girl in front of them uncovered her face.
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When I saw both of them coming to the cabin, I couldn't speak. I knew that Paris would get mad at me, and I was afraid of him. Afraid of being hurt or even killed by him. My hands were shaking and I opted for hiding my identity until things were a bit more calmed. They were arguing for a while, and finally looked at me.
"Helen, tell him that it's you" Paris ordered, and I looked into his dark eyes, removing my cloak. Silence came , my heart was beating so fast. Paris walked back some steps, and fell on the chair, shocked. "Where is Helen?" His voice sounded terribly angry. I looked at Hector . He was smiling, and came by my side, taking my hands.
"Alana, you can't imagine how happy I am that you're safe.." We looked at each other for a while, and I saw something different on Hector's eyes. Something I had never seen before, but I couldn't tell what.
"Where is she?!" shouted Paris , pushing his brother away, and taking my arm strongly, hurting me.
"Stop!" I shouted, but he ignored me. His dark eyes were shinning evilly, and I feared for my life. I felt as if my arm was breaking, and cried again. Hector jumped on him, throwing him to his bed.
"Paris, you should be happy! The terrible mistake you wanted to make was avoided! You saved us from the war!" Hector told him, and then looked at me. "Paris wanted to bring Helen with him.." He explained. I froze. Should I tell him the whole truth about what had happened? Then, I thought about situation. When Helen woke up, with the wound on her forehead, she would tell the king that she had been attacked by me.. and then.. oh, gods.. I hadn't thought about those consequences.
"Oh, no.." I murmured, looking at Hector. When he saw my face, he frowned.
"What's wrong, Alana?" Now Paris looked at me too. I took a deep breath.
"There's something I must tell you.. something about me, about this mission.. and about Helen" When I said those words, they both stood up.
"What about the promise you made to my father?" Hector asked. Paris was still quiet, in shock.
"I promised him to stop the coming war.." I murmured, and Hector observed me.
"The coming war? What did my father know about a war? "He asked, sitting on my bed. Paris was looking at me too, with a terrible gaze in his eyes.
"You won't believe my story.. I'm sure" I said, walking near from the door, ready to go upstairs if things got too complicated.
"Let us decide it.. now.. speak" I looked at Hector, and nodded.
"Some days ago.. no.." I thought of a way to tell them where did I come from. "I don't belong to this century.. I.. I come from the future"
"What?" They both asked , at the same time.
"I know it's difficult to believe.. but here I have proofs.. look.. you never wondered why I always carry this strange bag with me?"
"I have to admit that I had never seen a bag like this before.. but.. that you come from the future? I think you have too many fantasy inside your head.. if you can't tell the truth, don't lie to us, but shut up" Hector was loosing his patience.
"Please, listen to me.." I took the bag and picked up the digital camera. When they saw it, they opened their mouths in astonishment.
"What's this?" Paris asked, speaking for the first time.
"I don't have time to explain you.. it's just a proof that I come from another time.. and now.. do you believe me?" After some moments of silence, Hector finally spoke.
"Go on telling us" I smiled.
"Your father, the king Priam, came to my century, travelling through time. When I met him, he asked me for help.. he said I was sent to 21rst century by accident, and that my mission consisted in stopping Paris.. but at first I didn't know what was he talking about.. then, I remembered about history lessons.."
"So you know history of the future.. and also our history.." Hector said, amazed. I nodded.
"And if Paris had brought Helen, one of the biggest wars of the history, that would be remembered for the eternity, would occur.. so Priam asked me to stop it.. "I looked at Paris, who was crying. "Paris.. if you had brought Helen with us.. hundreds of people would have died.. Troy would have been destroyed.. "He frowned. I went on talking. "Once in Greece, I was persecuted by a group of soldiers, but I managed to escape.. then, hided in the halls, I heard Helen speaking about Paris' plans.. I knew it was my chance to make my mission, so.." I stopped, and Paris looked up at me. Hector held his arm, with a warning look. "So I changed myself with Helen.. I beat her and she fainted.. and then..changed clothes with her.." Paris stood up, and I escaped, scared. His face was full of anger. "Then I went to the ship, taking his place.. I had to do it!" I shouted, and Hector forced Paris to sit again. He was shaking with rage.
"Alana... is this all what you have to say?" Hector asked, and I nodded. Then, I remembered about something else.
"Well.. your father told me that I belong to your time, but that I was sent to the future by accident.. "
"If you belonged to our time.. then we would have remembered about you.." Hector commented, frowning.
"Yes, this is the thing I don't understand.." I sighed, and a moment of silence came. Paris looked sick, as if he was going to die. He had stopped crying, but the expression on his face was scary. Hector stood up and looked at me with a smile.
"I'm glad you finally opened to us.. "I shook my head.
"Your father asked me to keep silence.. there was a reason for that, and I broke a promise.. something bad will happen" I said, realising about what I had done.
"Yes, something bad will happen to you.. I'll make sure of it" Paris spoke, standing up. He looked at me coldly, and pushed me when he walked by. "Don't ever dare to look at me, to speak with me.. don't ever show up in front of me" With those words, he left upstairs, and I felt a horrible sensation in my chest. My knees were shaking, and the whole situation overtook me.
"What will happen now, Hector? What will happen when Helen will wake up and tell about the incident?" After saying this, Hector looked worried again.
"I don't know, Alana.. maybe you should have thought of a different plan.. but I can't blame on you. You managed to escape, and take the queen's place.. honestly, you acted like a soldier" When I looked into his eyes, he showed a kind expression. "Now you're here, and not Helen.. destiny will lead us" I felt so well after his words, and smiled too.
"Thank you, Hector. For everything" We stared at each other in silence.
"You're welcome" His voice was just a whisper. Situation was tense, and I remembered Andromache, the promise I had made.. I remembered conversation with Hector the night before.. and my head started to think again. I hoped it was only my imagination.. but Hector was standing too close to me.
"Do you think that Paris will ever forgive me?" After saying this, Hector shook his head, as if he woke up from a dream.
"Paris? I don't know.. his life is full of women and parties.. he will find another girl.. soon. I'm sure"
"I'm not so sure.. he was going to bring her causing a war.. and he even didn't care.. he just wanted her to be with him.. who would do this for a person who he met just two days ago?" I asked, and Hector nodded.
"Maybe my brother is more similar to me than I thought" I couldn't decode those words, but I felt the need to go upstairs. Once outside, the sun shone and I saw Greece in the distance, so far away. Paris was standing in the prow, and when he looked back at me, I had the feeling that whenever he would have a chance, he would kill me. And in that moment, I wanted to die.
Chapter ten
Once the ships were enough far away from the coast, Hector and Paris looked at each other. Both of them expecting to see the person they wanted. Paris looked at his brother and, taking a deep breath, touched his arm.
"I must tell you something, Hector.." Hector looked at him, worried.
"Tell me.." Paris nodded, and put his hands together, looking at them and playing with his fingers.
"You see... we didn't come alone from Greece.." His dark eyes checked his brother's expression, but Hector waited patiently. "You see.."
"Paris, is it so hard to tell? It can't be that bad!" Paris frowned.
"You can't imagine.." His murmurs made Hector more and more worried. "You'll get so angry with me.. because I .. I.. " He took a deep breath. "I brought Helen with me"
"What? " Shouted Hector, and the crew looked at them. "You did what? Do you know what does this mean for Troy? "
"I.. I love her, Hector, and.."
"You love her? In two days? How can you be so stupid, so selfish?" Paris' lips were trembling, his eyes avoiding Hector's gaze. Expecting more angry words, Paris got ready, but suddenly Hector hurried to the wooden door and ran downstairs, followed by his brother. Once in the cabin, he saw the shape of a woman, standing up from the bed and covering her face. Hector opened his mouth in shock.. only one girl was there.. this couldn't mean anything good. If that girl was Helen.. what had happened to Alana?
"Helen.. " Paris whispered, walking towards her. "I can't believe you managed to escape.. you can't imagine how happy I am.." Paris turned around to meet Hector, who looked so shocked.. "What's wrong?" Hector didn't speak, he sat on a chair, looking at the ground.
"She was caught.." Murmured, and Paris frowned.
"Who?" Hector looked up at him.
"Alana. "Paris walked towards him, and put his hand on his shoulder.
"She died, Hector.."
"No! Are you stupid?" Hector stood up, and Paris narrowed his eyes. "I invented the story, Alana and I had a plan, she should be here by now!" Paris shook his head.
"No, she's not here.. she's Helen.." The two brothers looked at the girl. The height was the same, the shape of the body similar.. but she was still covering her face with the cloak.
"How can you know that she's Helen?" Said Hector, and Paris froze.
"Helen, tell him that it's you" Paris said, taking her hand. But when he touched it, he felt a new sensation that crossed his stomach. Looking down, he saw a different finger.. a different hand.. The girl in front of them uncovered her face.
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When I saw both of them coming to the cabin, I couldn't speak. I knew that Paris would get mad at me, and I was afraid of him. Afraid of being hurt or even killed by him. My hands were shaking and I opted for hiding my identity until things were a bit more calmed. They were arguing for a while, and finally looked at me.
"Helen, tell him that it's you" Paris ordered, and I looked into his dark eyes, removing my cloak. Silence came , my heart was beating so fast. Paris walked back some steps, and fell on the chair, shocked. "Where is Helen?" His voice sounded terribly angry. I looked at Hector . He was smiling, and came by my side, taking my hands.
"Alana, you can't imagine how happy I am that you're safe.." We looked at each other for a while, and I saw something different on Hector's eyes. Something I had never seen before, but I couldn't tell what.
"Where is she?!" shouted Paris , pushing his brother away, and taking my arm strongly, hurting me.
"Stop!" I shouted, but he ignored me. His dark eyes were shinning evilly, and I feared for my life. I felt as if my arm was breaking, and cried again. Hector jumped on him, throwing him to his bed.
"Paris, you should be happy! The terrible mistake you wanted to make was avoided! You saved us from the war!" Hector told him, and then looked at me. "Paris wanted to bring Helen with him.." He explained. I froze. Should I tell him the whole truth about what had happened? Then, I thought about situation. When Helen woke up, with the wound on her forehead, she would tell the king that she had been attacked by me.. and then.. oh, gods.. I hadn't thought about those consequences.
"Oh, no.." I murmured, looking at Hector. When he saw my face, he frowned.
"What's wrong, Alana?" Now Paris looked at me too. I took a deep breath.
"There's something I must tell you.. something about me, about this mission.. and about Helen" When I said those words, they both stood up.
"What about the promise you made to my father?" Hector asked. Paris was still quiet, in shock.
"I promised him to stop the coming war.." I murmured, and Hector observed me.
"The coming war? What did my father know about a war? "He asked, sitting on my bed. Paris was looking at me too, with a terrible gaze in his eyes.
"You won't believe my story.. I'm sure" I said, walking near from the door, ready to go upstairs if things got too complicated.
"Let us decide it.. now.. speak" I looked at Hector, and nodded.
"Some days ago.. no.." I thought of a way to tell them where did I come from. "I don't belong to this century.. I.. I come from the future"
"What?" They both asked , at the same time.
"I know it's difficult to believe.. but here I have proofs.. look.. you never wondered why I always carry this strange bag with me?"
"I have to admit that I had never seen a bag like this before.. but.. that you come from the future? I think you have too many fantasy inside your head.. if you can't tell the truth, don't lie to us, but shut up" Hector was loosing his patience.
"Please, listen to me.." I took the bag and picked up the digital camera. When they saw it, they opened their mouths in astonishment.
"What's this?" Paris asked, speaking for the first time.
"I don't have time to explain you.. it's just a proof that I come from another time.. and now.. do you believe me?" After some moments of silence, Hector finally spoke.
"Go on telling us" I smiled.
"Your father, the king Priam, came to my century, travelling through time. When I met him, he asked me for help.. he said I was sent to 21rst century by accident, and that my mission consisted in stopping Paris.. but at first I didn't know what was he talking about.. then, I remembered about history lessons.."
"So you know history of the future.. and also our history.." Hector said, amazed. I nodded.
"And if Paris had brought Helen, one of the biggest wars of the history, that would be remembered for the eternity, would occur.. so Priam asked me to stop it.. "I looked at Paris, who was crying. "Paris.. if you had brought Helen with us.. hundreds of people would have died.. Troy would have been destroyed.. "He frowned. I went on talking. "Once in Greece, I was persecuted by a group of soldiers, but I managed to escape.. then, hided in the halls, I heard Helen speaking about Paris' plans.. I knew it was my chance to make my mission, so.." I stopped, and Paris looked up at me. Hector held his arm, with a warning look. "So I changed myself with Helen.. I beat her and she fainted.. and then..changed clothes with her.." Paris stood up, and I escaped, scared. His face was full of anger. "Then I went to the ship, taking his place.. I had to do it!" I shouted, and Hector forced Paris to sit again. He was shaking with rage.
"Alana... is this all what you have to say?" Hector asked, and I nodded. Then, I remembered about something else.
"Well.. your father told me that I belong to your time, but that I was sent to the future by accident.. "
"If you belonged to our time.. then we would have remembered about you.." Hector commented, frowning.
"Yes, this is the thing I don't understand.." I sighed, and a moment of silence came. Paris looked sick, as if he was going to die. He had stopped crying, but the expression on his face was scary. Hector stood up and looked at me with a smile.
"I'm glad you finally opened to us.. "I shook my head.
"Your father asked me to keep silence.. there was a reason for that, and I broke a promise.. something bad will happen" I said, realising about what I had done.
"Yes, something bad will happen to you.. I'll make sure of it" Paris spoke, standing up. He looked at me coldly, and pushed me when he walked by. "Don't ever dare to look at me, to speak with me.. don't ever show up in front of me" With those words, he left upstairs, and I felt a horrible sensation in my chest. My knees were shaking, and the whole situation overtook me.
"What will happen now, Hector? What will happen when Helen will wake up and tell about the incident?" After saying this, Hector looked worried again.
"I don't know, Alana.. maybe you should have thought of a different plan.. but I can't blame on you. You managed to escape, and take the queen's place.. honestly, you acted like a soldier" When I looked into his eyes, he showed a kind expression. "Now you're here, and not Helen.. destiny will lead us" I felt so well after his words, and smiled too.
"Thank you, Hector. For everything" We stared at each other in silence.
"You're welcome" His voice was just a whisper. Situation was tense, and I remembered Andromache, the promise I had made.. I remembered conversation with Hector the night before.. and my head started to think again. I hoped it was only my imagination.. but Hector was standing too close to me.
"Do you think that Paris will ever forgive me?" After saying this, Hector shook his head, as if he woke up from a dream.
"Paris? I don't know.. his life is full of women and parties.. he will find another girl.. soon. I'm sure"
"I'm not so sure.. he was going to bring her causing a war.. and he even didn't care.. he just wanted her to be with him.. who would do this for a person who he met just two days ago?" I asked, and Hector nodded.
"Maybe my brother is more similar to me than I thought" I couldn't decode those words, but I felt the need to go upstairs. Once outside, the sun shone and I saw Greece in the distance, so far away. Paris was standing in the prow, and when he looked back at me, I had the feeling that whenever he would have a chance, he would kill me. And in that moment, I wanted to die.