Authors note:
This wouldn't have happened, or been thought of in the movie because of the orientation of Alex/Heph. This is just my views on how Cassander has such hatred towards Alexander.
Hephaistion awoke to the sound of stampeding hooves outside of his tent. At first he thought that they were part of a dream that he was having, but they continued to get louder and louder until they came to so close, Hephaistion could almost feel the horse on top of him.
He pulled back the flaps of the tent, and glanced out. He couldn't see anything except for a few fires burning off in the distance. He could hear people talking, and as he got out for a further inspection, he saw them.
"Cleitus, Cassander?" He asked them both, confused as to why they were there.
"Hephaistion" Cassander muttered and with one swift kick with the horse's hoof to the face, Hephaistion went flying across the ground.
Hephaistion glanced up, his head spinning and throbbing as the cut to his forehead bleeding a little. Cassander appeared above him then, and dragged him to a standing position.
"Alexander wants you to return to the palace" Cassander mumbled, keeping his hands around Hephaistion's arm, holding him still. Steely glaze over his eyes, as Cleitus circled like hawk around the back of him.
"I shall return to him, I was planning too" Hephaistion saw the look in Cassander's eyes,
"We have travelled this far to find you. It is ordered we bring you back immediately" Cleitus informed him, Hephaistion narrowed his eyes,
"I'd prefer to go alone" Hephaistion looked at the elder gentleman that spoke to him before, he looked back at him, his eyes said it all.
"We'd prefer to take you" Cleitus muttered, ignoring Hephaistion's insistence, as Cassander grabbed Hephaistion's other hand, tying them together.
"Take me out killed, more than likely" Hephaistion growled lowly, as Cassander and Cleitus looked at each other.
"... It was considered, but then we'd be put to death by Alexander, what fun would that be?" Cassander's eyebrow rose slightly as he slapped Hephaistion's face, the blood from the cut in his forehead dribbled down over his nose;
"We have much better plans for you" Cassander whispered in Hephaistion's ear, even Cleitus couldn't hear it.
Hephaistion was feeling nauseous as the other men just watched Cassander and Cleitus tying him up.
"Enjoy the hike back, gentleman" they smiled at them, and the other men all growled. Hephaistion saw the elder gentleman, and with pleading eyes he tried to convince him to come over and say something, nothing, silence. Complete and utter silence.
Hephaistion's sad eyes dropped to the ground as he allowed Cleitus and Cassander to take him away. They tied him up to the back of the horse's saddle, and made him walk behind the horse as they galloped, Hephaistion slipping over numerous times, grazing his legs and his arms. They then stopped at a small roadside, and unloaded. Having a rest, leaving Hephaistion tied to the back of the horse, his skin burning from the open cuts and sores on his arms and legs, feeling dizzy and sick from the wound in his forehead.
"This'll be a nice place to rest for a while... I think there's a little stream around here" Cleitus told Cassander, as he rolled out a rug and laid down on it. Cassander nodded, waiting for him to fall asleep as Hephaistion watched him nervously.
Cleitus had finally fallen asleep after a few hours, as Hephaistion had almost fainted from the pain in his head. Cassander came over to Hephaistion, laying his hands on Hephaistion's shoulders, thumbing the back of his neck.
"Why did you choose him over me?" Cassander asked, Hephaistion knew this was coming. For years Cassander and Hephaistion had been lovers, but it was only experimentation, it was never truly love. Cassander saw this relationship as something more and was envious, terribly bitter that Hephaistion chose Alexander as his lover.
"... I love Alexander, Cassander" Hephaistion sighed deeply, "Though we have been through troubled times, he is important to me" Hephaistion's voice was soft and loving and made Cassander ache with envy.
"... I could've loved you the same" Cassander whispered, as his hands lowered on Hephaistion's back, till his fingers were trailing down, trickling over his each of his back bones.
"... Love cannot be forced, Cassander" Hephaistion muttered, as Cassander's hands stroked outwards across Hephaistion's back,
"... When we were together, it wasn't forced" Cassander bickered, lowering his head on Hephaistion's shoulder.
"Now you're lying..." Hephaistion whispered hoarsely, "we were made to do it"
Cassander's hands arched over Hephaistion's hips, as his fingers lingered around to the front of his thigh,
"We weren't made to enjoy it" Cassander said coolly, as Hephaistion could feel Cassander's bony hands coming closer and closer to his genitalia.
"You can take advantage of me, Cassander... But I still won't love you like him" Hephaistion grunted, thrusting against Cassander's hands as he gripped him, gently stroking before digging his nails into his scrotum.
"... You stripped me of everything I loved and wanted, Hephaistion. You most importantly... I thought I would've had your support to be the new King..."
"Heirs are born royal, Cassander" Hephaistion stuttered, trying not to cry out in pain, as Cassander's fingers dug deeper into his skin.
"... I would've had something he wanted, why did you insist on being with him?"
"You all ready know" Hephaistion protested, as Cassander's fingers continued to claw down before he pulled hard, Hephaistion screamed in pain, but Cassander's free hand smothered his mouth.
Cassander ripped and tore at Hephaistion's skin til he was bleeding. He then pulled away, his hands smothered in Hephaistion's blood, not thick and not deep, but small and barely visible as Hephaistion's eyes were filled with tears,
"Gods Cassander, can't you ever understand?" Hephaistion demanded through his tears,
"No... I will never" Cassander looked at Hephaistion, who was trying to hold himself together but failing miserably.
"If you want to do it, then do it" Hephaistion muttered, "You've gone this far all ready"
Cassander thought about it for a moment, standing very close behind Hephaistion,
"I don't think so" he said finally, wiping the blood over Hephaistion's robes, "It's not as fun as what I wanted it to be..."
"That's peculiar" Hephaistion said softly, "you normally enjoy tormenting me"
"... I'd like to think as what I have done as enough" Cassander muttered softly, "I could do far worse, but your inability to sleep with Alexander tonight, will make me happy indeed"
Hephaistion eyes looked to the ground before glancing back up again, "That's where you are wrong... nothing would stop me from making love to Alexander"
Cassander stopped near him for a moment before he took Hephaistion's neck in his hands and thumbed the pressure points of his throat. Hephaistion started to struggle, as he could feel the air become tighter in his chest, Cassander let go and Hephaistion drew in a deep breath. The pain in his chest was massive as his head started to spin and he fell unconscious.
Cassander then untied Hephaistion and Hephaistion dropped to the ground with a loud thud. Awaking from his slumber, Cleitus saw Hephaistion lying on the ground.
"Cassander?" he asked immediately, Cassander walked around and sat down.
"He was tired" Cassander said softly, as Cleitus gave him an awkward look.
"Tired?" he sat up and took another look at Hephaistion, the scar on his head had stopped bleeding, but he was lying in a strange position, his hands still looked bound together, all though they weren't, his neck at a funny angle.
"You knocked him out, didn't you?" Cleitus asked; Cassander nodded.
"Conversations never work" Cassander admitted,
"So are we just going to leave him here?" Cleitus asked,
"No... we'll take him back with us, I just... couldn't stand listening to his tripe any longer" Cassander's eyebrows narrowed,
" ... Oh come Cassander, don't be so upset about it" Cleitus smiled, "There's plenty more fish in the sea"
"There's plenty more whores in the brothel" Cassander grunted, glancing at Hephaistion,
"I just want him"
Cleitus sighed; the love triangle was impending on more that was Cleitus wanted. Cassander loved Hephaistion who loved Alexander. It was confusing and trivial. Bitter and twisted. Cleitus thought more about Cassander every day. He glanced over Cassander, Cassander had great potential, and he wished that Cassander would muster it, like Hephaistion wants Alexander to use his.