HEYHEYHEY EVERYBODY! I'M BACK! SO GALD TO BE! I CAN'T THANK YOU ALL ENOUGH FOR THE KIND REVIEWS! WOW...ok this chapter is more of a memory dedicated to my good friend. you know who u are..get better!

"Memories and Dreams"

Amrosine's POV

I hear the screams of men and the man on top of me is torn off. I look around and see Achilles attacking my captors like a mad beast. I stand and look at him. I walk towards him.

"Achilles did y" I say suddenly stopping due to the greatness of the pain that engulfs me. I fall forward into his arms letting the last of my life flow out in one last breath...or so I thought. My mind wanders from all reality into a world of memories. It starts with the day I was born drifting through and making an abrupt halt at a memory of when I was Fourteen with my friend Jasmine. We were playing in the fields dreaming of the day we would become great warriors. We ran around the olive trees in the yard and jumped form stone to stone in the creek. I try to stop it before it happens. The men came and kidnapped her. They threw me into the river washing me down to the lake and ran off Jasmine in thier leacherous clutches. I prayed to the gods she would be safe. She was the only friend I had. The other girls wanted to play dress up and prepare to be wives. I wanted to fight. Wether it be along side the men or against them I wanted to prove myself. Jasmine did too. Until that day. I fade from that memory and it flashes to me now then flashes to me in the future. I'm older. So obviously I live I have a baby in my arms and a man by my side holding my hand and looking at the baby. I don't recognize him. The only fimiliar trait he has to me is his eyes are as blue as fire. Suddenly the baby bursts into flame. I don't seem to notice. I scream. I feel cold on my back and my eyes drift open. My back is exposed. I feel in shock around the deep gash I have in my back. I feel for the scource of the cold. I grab a hand. I gasp and flip over looking into the eyes of Achilles. I pant remembering his eyes. The eyes from my dream. Screams tore through the camp jolting us both to attention. I pull down my robe and rush out. I see a figure fighting against several larger ones. I run toward them. I bash in the face of the figure grasping the smaller figure. I pull the smaller one away with me into Achilles' tent. I set it down on my pile of furs and remove it's hood.

"By the gods"I say schocked out of my mind"Jasmine.."

"Ambroisne" Jasmine shouts

"JASMINE" I grab her in a hug"I didn't think I'd ever see you again." I said through tears.

"I didn't think so either"

We sit for eho knows how long gabbing about everything that has happened to us before Achilles finally speaks.

"You look better Ambrosine. I'll go and leave the tent for you and your friend."

"No. Achilles." I say as he walks out the door to the tent"Hold on Jasmine. I'll be right back."

I run after Achilles who's walking down the beach really fast as if to get away from something. What if it was me? I imeddiately toss out that thought. I run up behind him and grab his shoulder. I turn him around.

"Achilles you don't have to leave." I say quietly.

"I do you don't get it."he persisted trying to walk away.

"Well I won't get it untill you explain"

"You wouldn't understand even if I told."

"ACHILLES! TELL ME" I scream absolutely frustrated with him.

"Fine! Years ago I was in Phita. I was one of a lage army of men who were taking young boys to train for war. We saw a girl and a boy playing in the creek. We took the boy and pushed the girl in the water. Then we found out the boy was a girl. The men trained her in thier ways despite the fact. It was Jasmine."

My jaw dropped. I couldn't belive this the man I-think-I-love was the man I've hated and despised for years. I dragged him back to the camp. I marched him into the tent and sat him in front of Jasmine. Her eyes widened at the sight of him.

"Achilles I thought you were dead" she shouted hugging him. He held her back. Something about the way they held eachother told me that they were much closer than I thought they'd be. I couldn't belive this my best and only friend was the competition for the man I loved.