I made this chapter a bit longer because I really want to start on the continuation. I'm so excited.
The continuation will be called After Death The Story of Achilles. Doesn't that sound familiar? Lol.
Disclaimer: If I owned it I would be flaunting it. It sure is a shame that I don't own it. If I did I assure you that all of the people who reviewed would be rewarded.
Okay. HERE WE GO!
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"Well it's morning on earth. Let's check up on the poor souls who are contaminated by war."
"You know just a few days ago I was fighting in that war."
"I know. And I said that about you too."
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A man was galloping on his horse down a dusty pathway.
He slowed to a walk right before he reached the other side of the hill.
As he looked over the beach of Troy he saw no tents, no men, and no ships. All he saw was a great wooden horse.
When he looked closer he was there was actually two living men standing beside the horse and many dead men on the ground.
"What is this? I need to report to the king."
With that the man galloped back to the walls of Troy.
"Open up. I have news for his majesty."
The doors opened and he rode in. He led the horse to the stable and dismounted.
"You boy. Make sure this horse is walked out, groomed, fed, and given water." He handed the boy a coin. "If it's done well I'll add to that."
The boy nodded. "Yes sir."
The man quickly walked up too the royal chambers and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
"I'm the messenger that was sent to the Greek encampment. I have news."
The door opened.
King Priam sat on his throne. Paris sat on his left and there was an empty chair to his right. His advisors were all seated on benched before him.
"Welcome young man. Please tell us what is going on," the king said kindly.
The messenger bowed, "My lord you need to see it to believe it. I couldn't believe my own eyes. The Greeks are gone. There are two live men and around ten dead men. Also there is a great wooden figure in the middle of the beach. It looks similar to a horse but I can't tell."
"Is there any danger? Could my fathers advisors and him go down safely?"
"I believe so my prince. The two live men weren't armed. They looked like they were standing guard."
Priam stood and his advisors and son followed suit.
"Prepare some chariots. We are going to the beach. All of you will accompany me as will you Paris."
Paris nodded his head, "Yes father. I will personally see that your chariot is prepared.
"Thank you son."
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"Well they're going to check it out. Let's just pray that they have enough sense to not bring the horse into the city."
"I'm willing to put money that the horse stays out of the city."
"Number one we don't have money and even if we did I wouldn't need it. We're dead. And Number Two I don't want them to bring the horse into the city I think if I bet that they don't I'll curse them."
"I don't believe in curses."
"Well I've been watching my people for over 150 years and because of experience I think that bad luck exists. And the god's curse us so how can you not believe in them."
"If the God's curse us how come Achilles wasn't struck down when he desecrated the statue of Apollo?"
"Because he- he umm…"
"Exactly. Now lets watch what happens."
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Paris, Priam, and the king's advisors were walking on the beach.
"These men were affected by plague."
"Don't get to close my king."
"This is Apollo's doing. They desecrated his temple so he desecrated their flesh."
Priam looked at the horse, "What is this?"
One of the Greeks spoke up, "An offering to Poseidon. The Greeks are praying for a safe return home."
"They thought that they could sack our city in a day. Now look at them fleeing across the Aegean."
"This is a gift to Poseidon. We should take it to his temple."
Paris looked at his father and said with confidence, "I think we should burn it."
"BURN IT? My prince it's a gift to the Gods."
"Father burn it."
Priam looked thoughtful, "I'm not sure. Why did the Greeks just give up? They had just killed our commander after all."
"They gave up because it was clear they were cursed. Just look at these bodies. The gods must have been even more furious when they killed Prince Hector."
"I don't think that these welts were caused by plague. These men stink of chemicals. Their bodies have been dead much longer then twelve days. I believe this is some foul trick."
"My king. Prince Paris makes a good point. However I must say that I think that this truly is a gift. After all it's a horse. And a horse is our symbol. They did it in honor of us."
"What about these men? Why are these men still here and not affected by the 'Plague'?"
"Obviously they prayed to the gods and were spared. And after all the Greeks would NEVER use the gods against us. They would be struck down for such a thing."
The king cleared his throat, "I've heard enough. We shall bring this to the temple of Poseidon."
"But father-"
"Enough Paris. If you are so concerned than send a scout to search the area. Get some men down here so we can bring this thing in."
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"I think I'm going to be sick."
"I don't blame you. But I have to say I told you so."
"O shut up. I'm still trying to keep from fainting."
"You're dead. You can't faint. But I must say I'm very proud of Paris. He spoke up even though everyone said differently. And he didn't back down."
"You're right. I can't believe my father would do this."
"Well all his advisors, including the high priest, said to bring the horse in. He was under pressure. And besides Paris' rash actions caused this war. He probably can't trust him."
"I think we should start praying."
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Achilles and Odysseus were talking inside the horse.
"So when do you think they'll notice us?" asked Achilles.
Suddenly there was a jerk and the horse slowly started to move.
"Never mind I know."
"Well my plan succeeded. I wonder if anyone had the guts to speak against Priam's advisors."
"I think I heard someone say to burn it. But I couldn't make out who said it."
"Maybe we'll find out tonight."
"Maybe, but I doubt it."
"So you really plan on just getting the girl out? You don't want to kill anyone?"
"She did something to my Odysseus. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I'd die for her."
"Well it's about time. I was beginning to think you feared commitment."
"I did until I met Bresies."
"Well aren't you a hopeless romantic."
"Shut up."
"You've been in a bad mood ever since you killed Hector. Why?"
Achilles paused. His face showed he was debating whether or not to he should tell Odysseus. "I regret killing him. I really wish that I didn't. Why was I cursed with such a fierce temper?"
"You probably got it from your father. Your mother sure doesn't have one."
"Yes. My father's temper is what got him killed."
"Listen even if you find this girl. How are you going to get out of the city with her?"
"I'll deal with that when it happens."
Suddenly they hit a bump.
"Ouch. Couldn't you have built this thing so it wasn't so bumpy?"
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Hector stared at the pool.
"So. Achilles doesn't plan on killing anyone. That means that we have a bit less to worry about."
"Yes but there is still all those other men coming. Troy is still in BIG danger."
"I know. I just hate to admit it."
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All the people of Troy were dancing, laughing, and celebrating.
All except for four. Paris, Helen, Bresies, and Andromache all looked upset.
"I can't believe this. I don't trust those Greeks. They have some plan under way," Paris said.
"Definitely. I am a Greek and I know that Agamemnon has something going on. My former brother-in-law wouldn't have given up so easily. He lost his first battle to us and his wounded pride wouldn't let him leave."
"And I spent all that time with them and I can tell you that they have something going on. Although I didn't get to know him very well I know that one of the kings, Odysseus, is brilliant. He'll have thought of a scheme."
"I don't know what to think. I just know I can't watch this. I need to go," Andromache said.
"So do I," said Bresies. "Let's go."
Bresies and Andromache both headed of to their chambers.
"Look at them. As if their prince had never died."
"You're their prince know. Make your brother proud."
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"He already has made me proud. He stood up to my father and his advisors and he is taking on more and more responsibility. I could not be more proud."
"Yes he has truly showed what he is worth. Let's just see if he can defend his country tonight."
"Yes. Let's see."
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The sun had almost set.
Helen was pacing around her room and talking to herself.
"Okay. Just tell him. He'll be back any time know just tell him that you're pregnant with his child."
At that moment Paris walked in.
"Hello Helen. Are you feeling better?"
"Paris we need to talk."
"Alright. What is it?"
Paris sat in a chair across from Helen. Helen took his hand.
"When I told you I had a stomach flu I lied. I don't have a stomach flu. In reality it's something bigger."
"What's wrong?"
"It can be taken as a good thing or a bad thing."
"Helen go on. You don't need to be scared."
Helen smiled weakly, "I'm pregnant."
Paris' eyes widened. He was frozen with shock for a few seconds. Then he jumped to his feet and pulled Helen into a big hug.
"I'm going to be a father. This is amazing. We're going to have a baby. I'm so happy. How long?"
"A month and a half."
"Wow. I'm stunned with my happiness. I can't believe it. Astyanax is going to have a cousin."
Helen smiled. "I'm glad you took it so well. I was afraid you'd be horrified."
"Why would I be horrified?"
"Well I didn't know if you wanted a baby. I always did but I didn't know if you did."
"I want one. I didn't always want one but I do want one with you."
Helen smiled then gave him a kiss.
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"Finally she told him. It's about time."
"I'm going to be an uncle. I just realized that."
"Do we really have to go over the fact that you're dead again?"
"No. But it's still true. My brother is having a child, which means that I will be the uncle."
"Fine. Wait a second. Are the Greeks coming out of the horse?"
"Yes they are. So now it begins."
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The Greeks were climbing down long ropes into the deserted streets of Troy.
As they lit torches and killed guards Achilles sneaked away from the others towards the royal wings.
Odysseus held a lit torch in the air and waved it. As he did so another Greek waved a torch to the thousands of Greek soldiers outside.
The soldiers started to run towards the walls of Troy as the doors opened.
When they entered the city chaos erupted.
Merchant shops were being burnt to the ground. Men and women were screaming in fright and pain. People were dying.
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"Where's Andromache?"
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Andromache was running down the hallways with Astyanax in her arms. She stopped at a door.
"Breseis. Bresies are you in there?"
There was no answer.
"Bresies," Andromache screamed.
When no one replied Andromache opened the door.
The room was empty.
"Apollo guard her."
Andromache kept on running.
She ran into Paris and Helen's room.
"Helen. Quickly we have to go."
"Where?"
"No time to explain. Paris come on."
Paris was following with a bow, a quiver of arrows, and the Sword of Troy in his hands.
As they ran down the hall Andromache yelled to some Trojan's to follow her.
When they reached the passage the guards were gone, "It's a long way. We must go quickly. Just go straight."
Many people went through the tunnel.
Helen was about to go, "Paris come."
"I stay."
"No."
"I have to. My father will never leave the city I have to help him."
"The city is dead. Don't leave me."
"We will be together. In this life or the next we will be together."
With that he gave her a passionate kiss.
"You their boy."
He walked up too a young boy.
"What's your name?"
"Allaus." (A/N I think that's what the name is.)
"Do you know how to use a sword Allaus?"
"Yes."
Paris drew a sword, "The sword of Troy. As long as it's in the hand of a Trojan our people have a future. Protect them Allaus. Find them a new home."
"I will."
Paris turned to Andromache.
"Paris Bresies wasn't in her rooms."
"I'll find her."
He gave his sister-in-law a quick kiss on the forehead and his nephew the same.
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"I can't believe it. He's risking his life for someone else."
"And why don't you believe it? My brother's a good boy."
"Let's talk about this later."
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Bresies was running down the streets of Troy.
"Paris, Andromache."
She was frightened out of her wits.
"O Apollo. Why are you doing this to us?"
Her eyes widened. "Apollo," she whispered and ran off.
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"O no. Where is she going?"
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Paris was shooting Greeks with his bow.
Until he heard a yell, "Paris."
He recognized his cousin's voice and ran to find her.
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"No comment."
"Shhh."
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Achilles was running everywhere.
He was not familiar with these halls.
He saw what looked to be the blue robe of a member of the royal family.
"Bresies?"
No one answered.
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"By Apollo he was telling the truth. He's only going to try and find her."
"I hope he gets her."
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Priam was in the treasury of Apollo where he usually worshiped. However it was being raided.
"Have you no honor? Have you no…."
He didn't get to finish because a spear went through his back.
Agamemnon stood behind him an evil look in his eyes.
Priam fell to the floor blood pouring from his body.
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"O no."
"Hector calm down. Your father is in a better place."
"A better place?"
"We'll talk about this later too. You might want to see this."
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Bresies was kneeling before Apollo's statue praying.
She didn't see or hear the three men come up behind her.
"Too late for prayer priestess."
Bresies' eyes widened with shock, fear, and pain as Agamemnon pulled her from the ground by her hair.
"I almost lost this war thanks to your little romance."
Agamemnon didn't see the blade that Bresies had in her sleeve. Neither did he see Achilles running towards them.
"You will be my slave. A Trojan priestess scrubbing my floors. And at night."
A cruel smile formed his lips but it was quickly gone when a dagger went through his neck.
Bresies had a fierce determination on her face and when he dropped to the ground she started to run.
She didn't see the guards however. And they grabbed her.
As one held her and the other was about to stab her Achilles came in from behind.
He swiftly killed the two men as Bresies fell.
He went to help her up. He didn't see what Bresies did. He didn't see Paris raising his bow at Achilles.
"Paris NOO."
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"Don't do it Paris."
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But Paris couldn't hear his brother or his cousin and he released the arrow.
It went straight through Achilles' heel. Achilles' head swung back in pain.
"Paris stop."
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"Apollo be merciful. Paris STOP IT!"
"He can't hear you Hector."
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Darrius was right. He couldn't hear.
He shot another arrow this time in beading it into Achilles stomach.
Bresies got up.
"Paris stop."
Another arrow.
Bresies ran up too the parapet.
"Paris please don't."
One more arrow.
Achilles who had been standing the whole time fell.
Bresies ran to him.
She started to cry.
"It's okay. It's okay."
Paris looked in shock at his cousin.
"Bresies?"
Bresies ignored him.
"You gave me peace, in a lifetime of war." (A/N my favorite line in the movie!)
Bresies kissed him.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," he whispered back. "Go."
"No."
"Troy is falling. You must go."
"Bresies. We must go."
"Go. I'll be fine."
"Bresies come."
She kissed Achilles again and then followed Paris. Tears were coming out of her eyes by the gallon.
Achilles watched her leave and then fell dead.
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Suddenly the pool in front of Hector froze and the earth shook.
"Darrius what is going on?"
Darrius was very calm, "O this is what happens when another hero joins us. Time on earth freezes and our world shakes."
"Who's the hero?"
"Achilles. I know because the pool shows him All of the pools will show the hero for a few seconds."
"Well then. I must go."
"Where are you going?"
Hector smiled, "To greet a brother."
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THE END!
Queen Arwen: O that's what a Mary-Sue is. Thank you. I'm sorry that it took so long to get Andromache in the story. But she and Astyanax are here now.
Evanescent Dawn: I'm SO glad you are reading this story because I think you're a really good writer. The words echoed huh? And I thought that I made a lot of mistakes. Lol. O well. The site I was talking about is the one where you re posted a Twist of Love. You wrote a profile for Bresies and your username is Karys. Ring a bell?
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