A/N: wow thanks for all the feedback! I've decided to continue this for another chapter or so. I know you all want to read about Achilles, he'll be in the next one, promise. Besides he needs a break.

Briseis stood on the chariot with her uncle Priam, looking back at him. She watched him, her eyes called out to him, asking him why. Why was he doing this? Why was he torturing her like this? Had she not endured enough? He had taken away her cousin, and how he was sending her away. Pushing her away for she was had no more use for him. Her hand rested on the body of her beloved cousin Hector but her eyes were always on his.

She couldn't look away, she didn't want to. She wanted him, even though he had killed her cousin, with the same hands that he held her in, the same hands that held the sword that ended his life, were the some ones that brought her so much pleasure. She was a traitor to Troy. In her heart she always knew that.

I took their smiles and I made them mine.
I sold my soul just to hide the light.
And now I see what I really am,
A thief a whore, and a liar.

She loved Achilles, and for that she had betrayed everything and everyone that ever cared for her. She had betrayed Troy. She loved the man that would destroy everything, but she didn't care. She held onto the shell necklace in her hands and watched him disappear into the darkness.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.

She wanted to jump off the chariot, and run back to him. Throw herself back into his arms. Reach out and hold onto him, as in this chaotic world he was the only thing that made sense. There was so much confusion and anger with hatred, but she knew that she did love him, the gods had cursed her and taken him away.

I'm numb to you - numb and deaf and blind.
You give me all but the reason why.
I reach but I feel only air at night.
Not you, not love, just nothing.

She saw him fade away, and then into nothing. She reached out, but it was too late. His golden locks and blue eyes had faded into the darkness, and there was nothing left for her there. Her uncle watched her reaction to the warrior. He placed his arm around his niece and held her close. With no words he tried to comfort her as best he could.

"It's over now" he whispered

Brisies closed her eyes and felt the tears building her eyes, It was over. And she would never love again.

Try to forget you,
But without you I feel nothing.
Don't leave me here, by myself.
I can't breathe.

Briseis sat on a smaller throne, dressed in black with a golden circlet of leaves on her head. She watched her uncle mourn her cousin. She sat there numb to the world. She had lost everything, The gods cursed her. Her cousin was dead. Her country at war about to fall. And her heart breaking over and over again.

She returned to her room and fell to her bed. She crumpled herself up on the bed and cried. She cried for Hector, she cried for Troy, but most of all she cried for herself, her pitiful self for loving a warrior that would destroy her.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.

What had she become? No longer a pious priestess but a love slave for Achilles pining away, crying her wasted tears on him. She knew she would see him again, but the next time, he would be inside the walls of Troy destroying it. Destroying her, and she would let him. She cried herself to sleep, and dreamt of that moment that would replay itself in her mind. When he sent her away, and she said nothing.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there,Farther away… farther away…. farther away….

Please R&R! Achilles is coming! The song used is Farther Away by Evanescence. (it's an older song off Origin)