--First of all thank you everybody for the reviews. I know I had (and I will have) some gramatical errors, I´m sorry, I will try to do it better but english isn´t my first language so be patient.--

--Here it goes the third chapter. They are going to distribute the prissoners and everything they have taken from the burnt city. Odysseus will try to get Arish--

The next morning the sounds of men going up and down carrying things and the screams of young prissoners woke me up.

I opened my eyes just in time to feel somebody grabbing my arm and throwing me away onto the hard ground out of the tent.

I shouted in pain, my face had met the sand and it was all dirty, besides my nose was beginning to bleed.

"Get up!" somebody ordered me.

But he didn´t wait and grabbed me again with his strong hand. I got up and put a hand over my nose trying to stop the blood. It began running down to my mouth and I spat it. "I can walk" I told him but he didn´t seem to hear or he didn´t want to, he just hit me "Damn you! You will burn in hell!" I shouted at him.

The warrior was going to hit me again but someone put a sword near his neck. "She is mine" a voice said.

I turned and saw it was Odysseus, I should have known, always at the right place just in time. I thanked gods for him. But what was he talking about? His?

The man put his hands away from me and Odysseus put his sword away. The man looked at him. "Who has decided it?" he asked angrily.

"Me" Odysseus said.

The man laughed but he didn´t seem frightened. "And what if I say I got her before and that I´m going to have her?"

"Just let her choose"

"Choose? Prisoners don´t choose anything, they just obbey."

"Well, then I order her to obbey me"

"You can´t do that! You are--"

"Is there any matter?" A young voice said. The man looked at him and shut up. It was Achilles.

Odysseus smiled, I think he knew nobody would face Achilles, no one with a brain would. He looked at the man who wanted me and then back to Achilles.

"We just argued about this girl"

Achilles looked down at me and frowned. "I thought I had tell you to take care of this brave little princess." he said to Odysseus. I felt the sarcastic tone but it wasn´t the time to open the mouth.

"Yes of course, that´s what I was going to do, wasn´t I?" he asked the other man. He nodded.

"Yes, take her, I don´t want a stupid girl, too many problems." The man aswered.

I suppose I should have been happy, I knew Odysseus had been kind with me and I wanted to think he would, but I hated the fact that they chose us just as we were things.

He took my hand and led me to his tent. As we walked I could see the other prisoners. They were young boys and girls almost all but there were too a few young women. One of them looked at me and I could see fear on her face. Her eyes, days ago full of tears, were dry now. But there was something more on her face, not fear but resignation. She had given up. She had accepted her destiny because she knew there was no hope for us.

I wanted to cry again, it couldn´t be the end, it couldn´t! I didn´t want to die as a slave.

I looked at Odysseus who didn´t seem to have noticed the tears over my face and I didn´t understand how could I laugh with him some hours ago, the night before. He was just one of them, he hadn´t make me free, he had taken me as his slave. I was not used to be a slave, I was from an important family, I couldn´t be a slave!

My eyes were full of tears, I barely saw the others warriors chosing their new slaves, chosing some of my friends. Then I saw they were taking some things they had found at the city and I saw something familiar: my father´s sword.

I walked away from Odysseus to the pile of things where it was. He stopped and looked at me without knowing what I wanted. But when I tried to take the sword a warrior grabbed my arm.

"I will take care of it" the man told me.

"It was my father´s sword, it is mine now" I said.

"Heard that?" he said to the other warriors "the slave wants the sword" they all laughed.

I looked at them with anger but it just made them laugh again. I saw Odysseus coming. "I will take it" he said.

"I´m sorry, I found it, I take it" the other man said.

"I´m afraid but she is my slave and everything she had before is now mine"

The warrior couldn´t say a word, he knew the rules and it was one of them.

"Do you see any other thing from your family or yours?" Odysseus asked me. I looked over the pile of things and I found it, a thin silver necklace. I took it.

"My mother´s--" I said. Odysseus nodded. I searched but I didn´t find anything more so we came back to his tent.

I was happy to find something that reminded me of my loved ones. I went into his tent. It was bigger than mine and seemed more comfortable. He went into after me.

"Feel yourself at home" he said gently. "Nobody will disturb you here".

I nodded and looked at the sword, he had it. Odysseus saw what I was looking at and give it to me. "Take it, it´s yours" he said.

I shocked. "Do you want me to take a sword?"

"Well, I already have mine, I don´t need another, I thought you wanted it"

"Yes but--I could kill you, aren´t you afraid?" I asked, I didn´t know what he tried but I took the sword, it was heavy, too heavy and I could barely hang it.

He saw that and laughed. "I will run the risk"

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- Well, how did it goes?-

- By now Achilles isn´t going to be an important character but I think he will. Anyway I don´t know if I should talk about Odysseus and Arish friendship or make it an Achilles and Arish one. Let me know what do you prefer. I don´t think there will be any love affair as Arish is too young but just let me know what do you want there to happen. Ok?-

-Oh and I wanted to thank my reviewers: beechiki, purplemoofu and Mel. Thanks a lot. ;) -

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