A/N: Another chapter coming up. I've included a touchy subject that some may find disturbing. I'm sorry if anyone gets offended. I just felt that it would add to the story and would become a useful subplot later in the story.

Ailis-70: I'm so happy that you think it's still cool to read! Teri might reappear, but I'm not sure and I never thought about putting Tony with someone. That's a good idea. I have to ponder that. I'll need to figure out who to pair him with. )

LANCELOTTRISTANBABY: I'm updating as fast as I can! Glad you're still reading.

KnightMaiden: I couldn't not agree with you. You had good points about both the knights and how they could affect her stoicism.

GalahadsfallenKnight0: I think most everyone would like to hit a girl like that in the face. And being shunned by them isn't at all a bad thing. Kinda makes you feel proud... I hope you have a great time in London. And thanks for the wonderful review!

Daydream1: First off, I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for describing my story as "nifty". And I'm so glad that you think Lysi is a truly original character. It's kind of hard to write her though because I, myself, am a empathetic person. Thanks for reviewing!

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Elysium

Chapter 4

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Lysi awoke to find herself moving. Temporarily confused, she sat up to take in her surroundings. As the recent events that had taken place came flooding back to her, she calmly realized that she was in the back of a moving wagon. She heard hoof beats from outside and crawled over to back of the wagon. Outside there were four men dressed in Roman military attire riding atop horses. By sound of it, there were about five more where she couldn't see them. She turned when she heard a noise from behind her.

Tony was curled up asleep, mumbling to himself. Lysi made her way toward him and gave him a light poke in the side. He was so lightly asleep that the touch woke him immediately.

"Lysi. How are you feeling? You landed pretty hard." Lysi gave him a hard stare.

"When and where are we?" she asked. Tony shifted his gaze away from her. He took a deep breath.

"I had to change our names." Lysi's expression didn't change. "You have to call me Antony from now on. And you..." He paused for a few moments. "You are to be called Elysium." He waited for the explosion that was sure to come.

Instead, he was asked, "Have you told anyone these names?" He nodded. "Who did you tell?"

"I had to tell the Romans. They asked." He looked out the back of the wagon. He dreaded the question he knew was coming.

"When are we and where are we?" Tony gave her a sad expression.

"We are in Britain in the time of the Sarmatian knights." Lysi knew what that meant. Though her knowledge of history was small, she knew that, in this era, there was always a threat of battle.

"Why would you choose a time like this?" She paused. "You are aware that there is a very high chance that we may be killed, at the very least lose a limb?" Tony went pale. He had been so excited about being able to travel to this time that he hadn't given much thought to the consequences.

"You're right. I just wanted to learn. I've never liked reading history books. I'm more of a hands on person."

" Well, 'Antony', you will be very hands on now." They sat in silence for a hour. Tony was reflecting on what he had gotten them into and Lysi wasn't really thinking at all. She was just staring to the foreign and yet familiar world outside. The skies were perfectly blue and the grass was a surreal green. It looked like something out of Tolkien's Lord of the Rings.

The wagon came to a stop. Lysi heard the Romans dismount their horses and footsteps approaching. She steeled herself, though she wasn't sure why. A face appeared at the back of the wagon.

"Hello." The voice had a distinct Italian accent. "I am Tiberius. I am a messenger from Rome. Antony, you know that already, but this beauty here does not. Elysium I believe is the name you gave me Antony." He bowed, but kept his eyes trained on her. He was short man, gangly, with arms much too long for his body. He looked to be nearing thirty years, if he hadn't passed it already.

"Tiberius, how long until we reach our destination?" Tiberius tore his eyes away from Lysi and focused on Tony.

"Three days if we stop every night. Which we should since we are carrying such..." He looked Lysi up and down. "...precious cargo." He licked his lips and Lysi just barely repressed a shudder. He turned suddenly back to Tony. "We are setting up camp for the night. Lady Elysium will sleep in the carriage and we men will sleep on the ground. There is a stream nearby if you wish to refresh yourself." He looked at Lysi one last time before walking away.

There was a few moments of silence before Lysi said, "Why did you use my real name?" Tony shrugged.

"It fit. It's Greek, so the Romans won't question it. They'll think your parents were from Greece and they won't make a big fuss about it." He started to move. "Let's go splash our faces," he said and then got out of the wagon. Lysi reluctantly followed.

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It had been three hours since they had stopped for camp and night had fallen. Tony had already gone to sleep and Lysi was sitting in the wagon alone. She was tense, expecting something to happen. Waiting for something to run out of the forest nearby. But no matter how tense or expectant she was, she couldn't have done anything to prevent what was coming.

Three Roman soldiers were suddenly in the wagon with her. One grabbed her roughly and covered her mouth to quiet the noise she was making. The other two began to undress her. She was left bruised and exhausted and could do nothing when Tiberius appeared to have his turn.

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Tony had noticed the change in Lysi. She had become even more reserved and had hardly spoken or eaten since the day they arrived. He didn't know what caused the change, but it worried him. He would have asked her about it, but he was sure that she would refuse to answer and remain silent.

Tiberius rode up on his horse with a wide grin on his face. "Good morning Antony, Elysium." His smile turned wicked. Lysi nearly vomited at the sight of him. "We should reach our destination by nightfall." Tony nodded and turned to face away from the other two. Tiberius took this opportunity to run his hand up Lysi's thigh. But before he could reach his goal, an arrow flew through the air and lodged itself in Tiberius's skull. He slumped forward and the fell off his horse. The Roman soldiers had their swords drawn in seconds.

All at once arrows fell through the sky like rain. A few hit the soldiers, just wounding them. But others sent them to the next life. The arrows stopped and blue warriors erupted from the trees of the woods and rushed toward the small group. Tony covered himself with blankets and flattened himself on the floor of the wagon. And, without thinking, Lysi jumped to the ground and grabbed the sword of a felled soldier. It was heavier than she expected, but the sight of a warrior running toward her gave her strength enough to lift the weapon high enough to decapitate the man.

Lysi got used to the weight of the sword quickly and began picking off the blue warriors one by one. Without warning, she was hit hard on the back of the head. She fell to the ground in a heap, half conscious. She heard screams of anger and agony. And then she heard hoof beats. Like thunder, they were approaching. The sound of blades being drawn came to her ears. After what seemed like hours, the battle was over and Lysi heard a voice say, "Check for survivors." She had only to wait until they found her and then hope that they were on her side. Several sets of footsteps were heard as people began their search. Before long, she could feel the beat of the foot falls as someone approached her. She felt the person bend down next to her.

"Arthur." Another set of footsteps approached.

"Bring her." Lysi felt herself being picked up. The last thing she heard was, "There's another one in the wagon." Then she passed out.

When she awoke, she made sure to keep her eyes closed. She realized she was sitting on the back of a moving horse. There was a strong arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her from falling off. The grip was firm, but gentle which led Lysi to believe that the person holding on to her was being very careful not to cause her any discomfort. She decided that it was safe to open her eyes and view her surroundings.

Lysi slowly lifted her head. She felt the arm that was wrapped around her loosen its grip. Turning her head around, she looked up into the scarred face of a bald man. "How is your head?" he asked. Lysi nodded slightly. She turned back around and another bald man rode up to them on his horse.

"Well look who's finally awake," he boomed. "This girl sure can sleep!" Lysi stared at the big man. "You've been out for hours. We're halfway to the wall now." Lysi didn't know what wall he was talking about. She looked away from him and saw other four other men on horses. She decided to ask the obvious question.

"Who are you?" The large man laughed loudly.

"You get straight to the point, don't you? I'm Bors and the giant of a man you're riding with is Dagonet. Who are you?"

"My name is Elysium."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl!" he said loudly. The other men turned to look at her. She stared back at them, taking them in. The one nearest to her looked to be twenty three. He had curly brown hair and a short beard. At a glance she determined that he was the youngest of the group. The man next to him looked a few years older and had long dirty blonde hair that was decorated with braids. Farther away were two men riding side by side. One had short curly hair and a neatly trimmed beard. The other was clean shaven and his hair was brown and wavy. They were all covered in dirt and grime.

The clean shaven one rode back towards them. "I am Arthur and these are my knights. We are going to Hadrian's wall. How are you feeling?" Tony rode up to them before Lysi could answer. He was having difficulty keeping control of his horse.

"These are the men who saved our lives," he said.

"Tristan was the one that saved you," the youngest said to Lysi. "He was the one that found you and saw that you were alive. If one of us had been the one to pass by you, we would have thought you were dead. You should thank him when he comes back." Lysi didn't ask where he had gone to. Instead she looked ahead, past all the knights. A few moments passed before she realized the knight that had been riding up front with Arthur was staring at her. She stared back and he slowly turned away. She continued to stare at the back of his head until she became tired and closed her eyes.

Thirty minutes passed when she heard the sound of a horse approaching. She opened her eyes to see a rider galloping toward them. He spoke to Arthur and then went back to Dagonet and Lysi . He looked at her and she nodded. He understood her meaning and fell back to the rear of the group. They all continued in silence, heading for Hadrian's wall.

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A/N: Another chapter finished. I would have written more, but I ran out of ideas. I know I'll be able to write another chapter, but I couldn't think of anything else I could include in this one. I hope you enjoyed this and I'll post another chapter soon!