HELLO!

I was on the site and I realized that my story is number 16 and that just won't due! Plus the fact that I love you people! SO I'M UPDATING!

So I hope you guys are enjoying my story! It might be longer then I thought but it might not be! Who knows?

And I've decided to re-write the conversation between Hector and Darrius had in the second chapter about the boatman. So here it is:

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"So where did the legend of the boatman come from?"

"O it's not a legend. Most people do go by the boatman to the underworld however the honored ones, like you and me, are transported by a departed loved one who takes us to see Muerte and then we are just transported here to the realms of the dead."

"Well what happens to the coins on the eyes of the people who are taken here by a loved one?"

"The coins are sent to Muerte's temple."

"Fascinating."

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So that's a little bit more mythological.

Disclaimer: I don't own it!

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All the Greeks that weren't in the horse were getting into their boats.

Some ships had already sailed away and were steering around the bay. One ship, with a black sail, was sailing in an entirely different direction.

"Men. Scatter those dead bodies in front of the horse. We don't have much time. Quickly we have to sail out soon," Agamemnon seemed to have taken charge since Odysseus was in the horse.

"If you don't go faster I'll leave you behind and let the Trojans kill you. Move."

"That's the last of them your highness. We can sail now."

"Finally. Let's go. We have only a few hours before sunrise and we need to be away and hidden by then."

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"I'm really starting to hate that man."

"I hated him ever since I first met him. And his brother is also pretty horrible. I can't say that I blame Helen for rather being with my brother."

"What do you think is happening inside the horse?"

"Can we see?"

"I think so."

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Around fifty men were in the horse. They were all trying to find a spot where they could sit comfortably (most weren't succeeding.)

Achilles and Odysseus were both sleeping. They had both managed to find a place where two people could lay down with lots of space.

Some of the men were talking, "How in the world do those two manage to sleep?"

"Well they both got into the head. And the head can fit two men comfortably."

"Lucky them. I can't believe I let you talk me into coming in this thing. I should have stayed with the ships."

"O will you shut up."

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"Well I don't really pity those men. They didn't have to try and sack Troy."

"Actually they did. All the kings and their soldiers were forced to fight. Except for Achilles he came on his own."

"Why?"

"Because he wanted his name to last througout the ages or something like that."

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Andromache was cradling Astyanax in her arms.

"It's okay. It's going to be okay."

There was a knock on the door.

"Andromache?"

"Come in."

Paris walked in the door.

"How are you doing?"

"Horrible. I'm so scared. How are you doing?"

"The same.

"Poor Bresies isn't doing well either. I think that there's something bothering her besides Hectors death. I asked her if she wanted to talk and she said that she couldn't."

"Same with me. She's talking to Helen though. Maybe they have a special bond."

"I think Bresies fell in love with one of the Greeks. She probably feels guilty and she'll only talk to Helen because Helen's been through the problems of love."

"So have I. Why can't she talk to me?"

"You're a male, her cousin, and a Prince of Troy. How can she tell you that she's in love with an enemy?"

"Good point. How's my little nephew?"

"Well he's only a year old but he seems to know something is wrong and he's been fussy."

"Hmm. Hector loved him so much."

"Yes he did."

Both looked at the little sleeping baby in Andromache's arms.

"Paris, are we prepared for an attack? They only promised to not attack us until today. Tomorrow they could all be in formation ready to fight and we'll be unprepared."

"I have men all standing by. We always have a watchman up to warn us and we always have men prepared and ready."

"Good. I know Hector would be proud of you Paris. He always thought you could achieve a lot in your life."

Paris didn't answer.

"Paris. I have an idea. One second."

Andromache put down a sleeping Astyanax and blindfolded Paris.

"I'm going to lead you. So don't let go of my hand."

Andromache led Paris down many long staircases and tunnels until they stopped in front of a large, barred door. Andromache removed the blind fold.

"I think we should post some men here."

"Why?"

"This door opens into a tunnel. It leads out of the city too the river. If they find the other end they can get men in here. And we don't want that."

"Okay. But I don't know the way."

"I'll lead them then. I want them blind folded as well. And I don't want them to know where this leads. Just in case there are traitors in our midst."

"Did you blindfold me because you think I'm a traitor?"

"No. It's because you can't keep your mouth shut."

Paris chuckled, "Fine. I'll go select some men with loud voices that can move a sword. By the way has anyone ever told you that you would make a fine general?"

"Hector said that once. I thought he was joking."

"Even if he was joking, he was right."

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"A good idea having the tunnel guarded. Because if the horse plan fails for the Greeks they're going to try and find something else."

"Yes. And if they find the tunnel and try to get through they will have a surprise waiting for them."

"But Hector what if the city is sacked and Andromache needs to get out of the city. The guards might interfere."

"They know better then to disobey a Princess of Troy. What's this?"

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Helen was still crying when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

It was Bresies holding a big platter of food.

"Did he take it well?"

"I couldn't tell him. He was so upset over Hectors death and I didn't want to tell him. It might get him more upset?"

"And it also might cheer him up. I've known Paris a long time. As kids we were best of friends. And I know that he loves you. Whenever he looks at you there is a spark in his eye. And I'm sure that he'll love your child."

Helen managed a light smile and wiped away her tears, "Thanks Bresies."

"I brought you some food."

"Thank you. Bresies did you ever feel like the Gods were against you or that they weren't all powerful?"

"Yes. Before I was taken captive I was praying to Apollo to protect the people. Then all of a sudden I heard the screams of the priests dying and I was being dragged away. I thought that Apollo hated me."

"Why would he hate you? You were his virgin priestess."

"Yes but then Achilles said something about the God's envying us because we were mortal. And I thought that it didn't make any sense. But what if the God's do envy us? Maybe that's why they choose to ignore us because they envy us."

"Bresies are you sure it is wise to speak of the God's that way?"

"What can they do to me? Kill me? It doesn't frighten me anymore. Not only have I forsaken my vows to Apollo but I've also fallen in love with a Greek. And not just any Greek the Greek who killed Apollo's priests and my cousin the prince of Troy. I don't think that death is going to make it worse. It might make it better. I see everything differently now. Everything seems more beautiful. And now that I've seen the beauty of this world I'm not afraid of dying."

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"It's probably a good thing that she looks at life differently. This could be her last day alive."

"It could be. But I'm sure that the Greeks won't get in the city. I think that by now they know that the Greeks have some tricks."

"Yes but your father is very reliant on his advisors and on the Gods after all it's supposed to be a gift to Poseidon. What if they believe that they will be cursed if they don't bring it to the temple?"

"I think after knowing that a man desecrated Apollo's statue and lived to tell the tale they'll know that the God's aren't going to help us or curse us."

"Don't be surprised if the horse is within the cities walls tomorrow."

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Queen Arwen: Good. My first big emotional speech got across! Yippee! I'm glad you agree about Agamemnon. I just HATE HIM! Go Bresies go! Yes Helen's pregnant. GOODY! Glad you liked the chapter

lily: Good point! I gotcha covered!

HyDrOmAtIc: Thank you for reviewing and reading my story! Well if you don't know what a Mary-Sue is I'll have to find out somewhere else. And thank you for informing me about what a slash is. I don't like them either.

DreamSprite: Yea! A new review! Can't wait for the next one. LOL sorry I couldn't resist. Thanks for the review!

britsos1: I'm still considering whether they will have a boy or a girl! I have an idea though!

And RosarioRome you didn't review this chapter but I just want you to know I will NOT do a slash fic. Not only is it done WAY TOO MUCH it's also just lame. (No offense to all those who read or write slash fic.)

Still trying to find out what a Mary-Sue is?