I realized that I forgot to put a disclaimer in the first chapter. O well.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
O and the IIIIIIII mean that we're going from watching earth to Hector or vice versa.
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Hector looked at his ancestor.
"Who was that God? The one that greeted me and told me about my gift?"
"That was Muerte the God of death. (A/N I wasn't sure if they had one. So I'm making one up.)
"Muerte? Wow."
"O you might want to watch this."
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Priam and Bresies were riding in the chariot back to Troy.
"Did he hurt you?"
"Who?"
"Achilles?"
"No. He treated me kindly. He never hurt me."
"Do you love him?"
"I think so."
"He loves you. I could see it in his eyes when he told you that you were free to go."
"I was going to sail home with him. He said he was willing to leave all this behind for me if I was willing to leave Troy. But then Patroclus was killed and he wanted revenge on Hector. I begged him not to go but he didn't listen. I think he regrets it."
Priam nodded.
"You probably hate me. For loving the man who killed your son."
"No I don't hate you. Love is something that is complicated. But if you still feel like you love him even though he killed your cousin I'd say the love is true."
Bresies didn't say anything. She merely ducked her head and put the necklace around her neck.
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Hector sighed, "He killed me and he dragged my body behind his chariot. And yet I'm glad that she's found true love in him."
"Well if love is true then you are willing to look past anything for it. You're willing to go through any danger for it. Sometimes though love makes you blind to what could happen. Like with your brother. He loved Helen he just didn't see the consequences."
Hector nodded his head, " Love is complicated. I didn't love Andromache when we first meet. It was probably because she was so shy. But after about a month of marriage we started to open up and we fell in love."
"I know. I was watching."
Hector smiled, "So. Where did the legend of the boatman come from?"
"Well once a man, named Perlin, was given the honor that both you and I have. The one who collected him was his uncle who used to bring people across a small river for two coins. When Perlin went to visit his sister on earth she asked him how he got to the Realms of the Gods. He said the boatman who charged two coins had brought him there. So she assumed that the boatman was a mythical being who brought all people to our realms for two coins. And that is were the legend comes from."
"Where do those coins go?"
"They are sent by Muerte to Apollo's priests. He just makes the priests assume that the money was given by a loyal follower of the gods."
"O. I see. So how do they decide who brings someone here."
"Well someone who the dead person loves and watched die will collect them. For instance when your wife dies you might be sent to collect her."
"Well that makes sense."
"Yes. Muerte has a good system. Let's watch what's happening."
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Hectors body was being washed of all the sand and blood by his father, brother, and two female servants. When Paris and Priam left to talk to the priests that would prepare for Hectors funeral the servants were finishing up.
"He was such a good man. He defended me one night when a man on the streets was trying to rape me."
"Yes he was a good man. And such a good general. The would have had a great king. He loves his country almost as much as his father does."
"Yes and now Paris will be king. Personally I don't think the future is bright with him on the throne."
"I agree. Troy is doomed. If the Greeks don't destroy us we'll be destroyed by his reign. He'll probably marry the Spartan queen get tired of her and then go after another king's wife and then another war will start."
"Well I'm not sure if it's fair saying that he'll just get tired of Helen. You think that just because he bedded your sister that one time."
"Still. I heard that many women who had dedicated themselves to being priestesses were kicked out because of him."
"Well let's just hope that Priam lives a long life."
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"I never knew that they detested Paris that way."
"Well not all of them do. Some aren't very found of you but most of them like you."
"Well that's a good thing I suppose."
"Yes my boy it's a good thing."
Hector looked at the pool.
"What's going on now?"
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Bresies walked into Andromache's room.
Andromache was lying on the bed weeping as little Astyanax lay sleeping in his cradle.
When Bresies closed the door Astyanax woke up and began to cry.
Andromache tended to the baby without even noticing that Bresies was in the room.
When the little boy had stopped crying Bresies walked up to her.
"Andromache."
"Bresies. Thank Apollo your alive. What happened?"
"I was taken captive by the Greeks."
"O no. Are you okay?"
"Yes I'm fine. I only got a few injuries and they weren't serious."
"How did you escape?"
"I didn't. Uncle Priam went to collect Hectors body. The man who was holding me captive let me go."
"Who was holding you captive?"
"I can't tell you anymore. I wish I could but I can't. I just came to say I'm sorry about Hector. I loved him so much."
"I know you did. And he loved you. Did I ever thank you for helping me get to know him when we first got married?"
"Yes. Many a time my friend. I want you too know that even though he's gone I think that in a way he's still here, watching us, and guarding us."
"Bresies you are the wisest woman I've ever met. You belong in Apollo's temple."
Bresies ducked her head.
"I will no longer be welcome there. I'm not fit to wear a virgin's robe."
Andromache looked at her with sympathy, "I'm so sorry."
"It's ok. You have lost far more than I have."
"Well. If you're no longer welcome there I'm sure you'll find a good husband. I'm sure many men would want a woman of your beauty as their wife."
"Thank you. But I do not wish to marry. I must go now. I need to bathe."
Andromache nodded. As Bresies left the room she whispered, "The man who took her virginity also took her heart. That's one thing we have in common. Another is that both of us will never marry. Hector will always be my husband."
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Hector sighed, "I love my wife so much."
"And she loves you. She is faithful to you even in death."
"After watching this I'm so glad that I was always loyal to her. I'm so glad that I never bedded a serving wench."
Hectors new companion nodded, "And I think that your brother will remain faithful to Helen. He truly loves her. O speaking of which here he is."
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Bresies and Paris were both walking down the hallway with their heads down.
When they were about two meters away from each other Paris looked up.
"Bresies. Is that you?"
Bresies looked up, "Yes cousin it's me."
Paris ran the next few steps between them and hugged his cousin tight.
"You're alive. Thank goodness you're alive. What happened?"
"I was taken captive by the Greeks."
"What? Did they hurt you? If one of them did I'll send some of our best men down there and….."
"And do what? There is nothing you can do cousin. What's done is done. Besides they didn't hurt me."
Paris paused contemplating her words, " You're right. I'm so glad that you're back. Without Hector I need someone to tell me when I'm being stupid. You were always his back up."
Bresies smiled as tears started to form in her eyes, "I miss him. I saw his body before Uncle Priam came. I shed many tears."
"I think that if all the tears that were shed for him were dumped into the Aegean it would be three times the size it is now."
"Yes. He was a wonderful man. I don't think there is a single person in the palace that is not weeping for him. He would have made a fine king."
"Yes. Now that he's dead I will be forced to sit on the throne. With me as king we'll be in trouble."
"You will be fine. Uncle Priam is still healthy. It will be a long time before he dies so you have plenty of time to learn how to rule. And even if you didn't you have a fine head on your shoulders. Sometimes you just don't use it to its complete extent."
"Thank you. I think."
"Not a problem. Now I need to bathe and then eat. I'm very hungry. The man I was held captive treated me well but they didn't have that much food to begin with let alone to share."
"I will send a maid to your chambers. She'll assist you until you're back on your feet."
"Thank you."
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"Bresies is right. He'll make a fine king once he learns how to be one."
"Of course he will. He's got a good heart that one. Not only that but once he finds something that is important to him he'll stick with it till the end."
Hector nodded. "Let's check up on the Greeks."
As soon as he said it the pool before him changed.
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Agamemnon was shouting at the kings who paid homage to him because he had conquered their country.
"I will burn Troy to the ground. If it costs me 40,000 Greeks so be it I will burn Troy to the ground."
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Suddenly the pool changed.
"What in the world…."
"Be quit Hector. Maybe this will be more important."
The king called Odysseus was sitting at the fire with his men. Beside him was a man carving a horse out of wood.
"That's good."
"For my son at home."
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Again the pool changed.
"Hey."
"Get used to it. This happens a lot."
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One of Achilles men was sitting by the beach. When he was Achilles he started to stand up. But Achilles stopped him and sat beside him.
"I want to apologize. I should never of struck you. You've been a loyal friend all these years and it was a foolish thing to do."
"I'm sorry I disappointed you my lord."
"It is I that has been the disappointment. Rouse the men. You're taking them home."
"Aren't you coming with us my lord?"
"I have my own battle to fight."
"Then we shall fight beside you."
"No. I can not ask you to get involved. This is my final order for you."
Achilles kissed the man on the forehead and started to walk to his tent.
The man stood.
"It's been my life's honor fighting for you my lord."
Achilles bowed his head and walked into his tent.
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"So Achilles isn't that bad of a guy. Even if he did kill me."
"No he's not. He's actually a good man once you get to know him. Which is how your cousin fell in love with him. O look it's time for your funeral."
"O how nice."
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Hectors body was on a large pyre. He was wearing the traditional funeral robe. Priam and Paris were lighting his body with their torches.
Sitting not to far off were Helen, Andromache, and Bresies. All three of them were wearing golden crowns upon their heads and the blue robes of the royal family. All three were crying. Helen was holding Astyanax in her arms.
As the pyre burned all the people started to weep. Even the captain of the guards was sobbing.
"For the next twelve days we will mourn the loss of a great man. My brother Hector."
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Hector was surprised.
"It's odd watching your own burning ceremony."
"Believe me Hector there are worse things."
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Just in case you're curious I got the name for the god of death by translating the word death into Spanish.
Thank you to my reviewers.
DreamSprite: Thank you. The Achilles one will come out soon.
Queen Arwen: I'm glad that you like it. Hector might not go to visit them in this story but he will definitely visit them in the one about Achilles or the one I'm going to write after that about what happens to the people of Troy. O and what did you mean about some of the writing being awkward?
Love-shannen: O I'm definitely continuing it. I LOVE TROY!
TeaMonster: Yes I plan on writing about things we didn't see in the movie. And I have never heard of that book. Maybe I'll read it. Anyway glad you liked it.
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