A/N: I wanna thank the following, Melissa Black13, Sara, Queen Arwen, Priestess of the Myrmidon for reviewing! Thank you so much! Well, as promised here's chapter 2!
Chapter 2:
Briseis laid awake at her make shift bed. Hundred's of thought came rushing to her mind, questioning Achilles love for her. 'Does he really love me? Or does he only think of me as something else?...just another girl to warm his bed.' Briseis clutched her blanket tightly and squeezed her eyes shut as each word mocked her foolishness of even thinking that Achilles loved her. 'But he did tell me that I gave him peace in a lifetime of war. Didn't that meant something?' Briseis opened her eyes as she gazed out on the empty space that surrounded her. The night was silent as she heard the crickets sing in the lonely night. She reached out to touch her neck, where her seashell necklace hung freely. She closed her eyes as she tried to visualize the night were she left him, the night were she wanted to ran away from him yet wanted to be soo close to him. 'If I have hurt you, it was not what I wanted.' She wiped her cheeks as a tear came rolling down when a ray of light entered in her tent, telling her that it was already day break. She stood up, wrapped a warm cloak around her and left. She was relieved to see that there were no guard's or any familiar faces around. She was about to leave when she heard a light sob coming from Andromache's tent. She knew that Andromache was crying again for Hector's loss, so as with a heavy heart she left her camp and proceeded towards Troy. As she left the tunnel a warm sun greeted her as it shone brightly over some stones that are hovered over each other, which was used to be the great walls of Troy. She moved silently as so not to catch any attention of any Greeks.
"The Greeks have left everything, Briseis." Briseis spun around quickly and held out her dagger that she kept inside her robes. Zeus gave out a small laugh and touched the dagger, lowering it down. "No need to fear, Briseis. It's just me."
"Why do you want to help me? Don't you favor the Greeks among others? Where's Apollo? Has he abandoned his own people?"
"Apollo can't raise the dead, my dear. He pleaded me to help you, to give you back happiness and his people. And since I want to build a kingdom here…I agreed."
Briseis calmed down and stared hard at the floor. "Is Achilles the only one you can rise?"
Zeus looked at Briseis, a little confused. "Isn't he what you want?"
"Yes…but my heart tears apart to see Andromache crying. I want her to be happy; I want Astyanax to grow with a father, I want to see hope in peoples eyes once again as they have a leader to lead them…I want Hector back." Briseis closed her eyes as hot tears managed to escape. She knew that if she wishes Hector back she may never see Achilles again…forever. It is better to pick your own broken pieces of your heart than to pick others.
"No such greater sacrifice is too great, but to sacrifice your own heart for the others. For that I shall bring Hector back, but still you shall be my wife."
"Yes." Briseis nodded.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Zeus looked at Briseis, who just nodded in return. "Very well then, no one shall remember Hectors death, except for you. They shall only remember that Hector had escaped together with the other Trojan people. Now, close your eyes." Briseis obeyed. "Open them" As she opened her eyes she was surprised to see herself in a wonderful palace filled with servants running around and people walking pass by happily. She noticed to that she was wearing a very fine robe.
"Briseis."
Briseis halted in her position as she heard a warm voice calling her. A warm voice she never thought that she will never hear again as she was sacked out of Apollo's temple. She turned around slowly, her heart pounding fast. As she turned around she saw no one. Her brow's furrowed as she looked around franticly.
"Looking for someone, My Queen?"
Briseis spun around quickly as she saw Hector's laughing face, she jumped at him as she gave him a tight hug. "Woah. What's the matter, Briseis?"
"Nothing. It's just good to see you, Hector."
"As to you, Briseis."
Meanwhile at the heavenly kingdom of Zeus, Zeus was sitting on his mighty throne watching everything.
"Enjoying what you see, Zeus?"
Zeus looked up to see Apollo striding over to him. "What is it that you may want now, Apollo?"
"Nothing. Just a little thank you, Father. But I do remember telling you to resurrect Achilles alone."
"The poor girl had a heart that I can not find among mortals now."
"So, that is why you resurrected Achilles too?."
"Yes."
"But, father I am confused. Why did you not tell her?"
"Patience, Apollo. Patience."
Meanwhile at the lowest and darkest place someone was not too happy at all. The underworld was shaking like the fury he had inside him as he continued grumbling about.
"What seems to be the problem, My love?" Persephone asked as she emerged from the shadow to calm her shaking husband, Hades.
"Zeus! He had mocked me for the very last time!"
"What did he do now?"
"He had taken my most priced possession. He had taken Achilles and Hector far away from my grip! The two greatest warriors that have ever lived had lived once more! They were mine! And Zeus took them away!" Hades looked up above as if he could see Zeus from above. "Hear me Zeus! I shall strike you down If it is the last thing I do!"
A/N: Well that's chapter 2! Hope you enjoy! Hades is pretty evil here and yup, Achilles is alive! You'll hear from him on the next chappie! PLs. read and review!
