Hey this is a sequel to my other story called After Death The Story of Hector. If you haven't read it I suggest you do read it before you read this.
I won't be able to update next week because I'll be on a much-deserved vacation. YAY! But I'll miss you guys.
Disclaimer: Who hear thinks I own it? No one? That's what I thought because it's the sad truth I don't own it.
This starts right before Achilles' death.
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Achilles was helping Bresies to her feet.
He didn't expect her to scream, "PARIS NO."
Suddenly a horrible pain went through his heel. Achilles turned to see Paris with a bow in hand.
This is ridiculous. Drop the bow boy. I don't want to have to kill you.
Achilles lifted his sword. He didn't intend to use it but he wanted to scare him.
Paris took another bow out of his quiver and took aim.
"Paris don't."
But Paris wasn't listening he shot another arrow at Achilles. It was imbedded in his stomach.
Bresies stood, "Paris stop."
Another arrow flew from the bow.
Bresies ran up to the parapet where Paris was standing.
"Paris PLEASE don't."
Paris shot one last arrow.
Achilles fell to his knees.
Bresies ran back to Achilles and kneeled in front of him. Her eyes were wet with tears.
"It's okay, it's okay," Achilles said.
Paris seemed to realize that Bresies didn't want this man dead, "Bresies."
I hate that boy. His brother was much more valiant.
Bresies didn't seem to care what Paris was saying all her mind was focused on Achilles.
"You gave me peace, in a lifetime of war."
Bresies kissed him.
"I love you," she whispered so only Achilles could hear.
"I love you too," he said his voice just as quit. "Go."
"No."
"Troy is falling. You must go."
"Bresies. I know a way out. We must go."
"Go. I'll be fine."
"Bresies come."
Bresies kissed him again then let her cousin lead her away. Tears were pouring from her eyes.
Achilles watched her leave.
Then he fell down and the pain was gone.
He stood right up.
I'm alive. Well I guess that means I should follow her.
As he turned to follow her he saw his body on the ground.
Well I guess I am dead.A figure started to glide towards Achilles. (A/N Yes I know that this isn't work with the actual mythology but I don't care.) It was completely indistinct at first but as it got closer Achilles could see it was his cousin Patroclus.
"Hello cousin," he said.
"Hello. What are you doing here?"
"Well it seems that the Gods have chosen to honor you. So I have to take you to Mount Olympus (for all you historians I won't do realms of the gods) where they can honor you and then you will be sent to the Realms of the Dead."
As soon as he said it they were gone. They ended up in what looked like a temple. However it was huge. The walls were covered with gold and gems. Outside the sun was shining. It was completely empty except for a giant ball of dark light in the middle of it.
"Achilles," a powerful voice boomed. "The god's have decided to honor you. Instead of going to the underworld you will go to the Realms of the Dead. There you will be able to see all that is happening on earth. You may even visit if you wish."
Achilles bowed his head, "Thank you."
Suddenly Patroclus was gone and Achilles was standing in the middle of nowhere. All around him was gray. Their weren't walls and their wasn't a floor. It almost seemed like he was standing in a gray cloud.
"Welcome brother," someone said behind him.
Achilles turned it was Hector.
Both of them were silent for a few seconds, finally Achilles broke the silence. "You're probably mad that I killed you. And probably very proud of your brother."
"I'm fine with being dead. It was the will of the God's. I'm proud of my brother but that's not why."
"I'm sorry though."
"I know you are. I've been watching you. Speaking of which you probably want to watch what's happening on earth."
Achilles nodded.
"Follow me."
Hector opened a giant iron door that had not been there before and walked in.
In the room that he entered there was a giant pool of water. Sitting beside it was an elderly man who in a way looked slightly like Hector.
Achilles knelt beside the pool.
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Paris was leading Bresies down the burning streets of Troy. Both were running as fast as they could. Paris turned down a stairwell to find a closed door that looked like a cellar. It had a bolt on it but it wasn't bolted.
Paris opened the door and stepped inside, Bresies was right behind him.
When Paris closed the door he found a bolt on the other side.
"Well this is useful," he said and bolted the door closed.
A very tired Bresies started to cry. She sank to the ground her back leaning on the wall.
"Why did you kill him? I loved him. I loved him so much."
Paris was out of breath. After a few seconds he was able to talk, "He killed my brother, your cousin, and I thought he was trying to hurt you. I didn't know that you loved him. But how could you love such a heartless monster?"
"You of all people should know that Aphrodite barely ever works were she should. And he's not heartless. I thought he was when I first met him but he really isn't. He defended me against Agamemnon and he killed two Greeks to save me. And he regretted killing Hector. I heard him weep when he returned the body to Uncle Priam."
Paris sighed, "I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry. I didn't know."
Bresies looked up at him, "I know you didn't. I'm just a little upset. I'm so scared. Troy is burning, our king is dead, and I had to watch the only man I have ever been in love with die. I don't know what to do."
Paris nodded, "We'll figure it out. Apollo will help us."
"Apollo? Apollo has turned his face from us. He let me be attacked right in front of his statue. He doesn't care about us, maybe he doesn't even exist."
"Bresies don't talk that way. It's dangerous the Gods could curse you."
"I no longer fear the Gods. I don't care if they curse me. I don't care if they torture or kill me, nothing is worse than what we have gone through tonight. Where's Helen, and Andromache, and Astyanax?"
"They already left. They went down this tunnel. All we have to do is follow."
Bresies nodded she got up and started to walk down the tunnel but then she stopped and turned back to Paris.
"I think I should tell you then. I might be pregnant with Achilles' child."
Paris looked shocked. He took a deep breath then answered, "Alright. I'm fine with that. But maybe we should keep it from Andromache. She might not take it so well."
Bresies nodded then turned to walk down the tunnel.
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"Bresies is pregnant with MY child?" Achilles said frantically.
"Why are you so nervous about having a kid? After all you're dead," said the older looking man.
"Darrius you seem to really enjoy reminding people that they're dead. I know you told me around three times today."
"I'm just facing reality Hector and trying to keep you in tuned with it."
"Fine. But remember Achilles has been dead for around ten minutes. I don't think he's accepted it yet."
"Alright, alright."
"Good. Listen up Achilles. Yes Bresies might be pregnant. It's not for sure but she could be."
"How long has she known that she could be pregnant?"
"Around a day."
"Okay. I can handle this. Let's watch what's going on."
Achilles thought he heard Hector mutter to the man, "He's talking being dead rather well."
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Paris and Bresies were running very fast. They had been running for around an hour and a half.
When they stopped to take a breath Paris said, "They can't be too far ahead now. They left around twenty minutes before we did and they had a lot more people so that should slow them down. So I say if we kept running we should reach them in about ten minutes."
Bresies nodded, "Let's go."
They continued running Bresies in front.
After about five minutes Bresies slowed down.
"What's wrong?"
"I heard something."
At that moment a head peeped around a corner.
"Prince Paris? Princess Bresies?"
Both of them nodded their heads.
"Princess Andromache, Lady Helen they're here."
Helen came running and jumped into Paris' arms.
"Thank Zeus you're alive. We were so worried. What's happened?"
"My father is dead," Paris said softly.
"I'm so sorry."
Andromache came around the corner with Astyanax in her arms.
"You're both alive. O thank Apollo."
Helen took Astyanax in her arms so Andromache could embrace Helen and Paris.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes. Only a little shaken up. Where does this tunnel lead too."
"It leads to the river. And if we follow the river it will lead us too the mountains. Hector said there was only one turn at the end so we must be hear."
Paris nodded, "Let's go."
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"So let me get this straight. We can watch what is happening on earth AND go there if we want too?"
"Yes. Although we have to use this gift carefully or else it can be extremely dangerous."
"Being able to watch all these people whenever I want is going to take some getting used too."
"That's exactly what I said Achilles. And believe me it's true."
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There we go. I'm going to have a lot more fun on this one because I don't have to include scenes from the movie. So I'm really excited.
Here are some reviews from my other story that I'm going to respond to here.
Evanescent Dawn: I'm glad you liked the last chapter. I really like those parts as well. Through the whole time I was writing it I couldn't wait till then so I could write that one line. I suppose you missed the part where I said I was writing a sequel. O well here it is.
Lily: I'm glad you liked it. I hope you're reading this one.
DreamSprite: Thank you. I'm sure I will. I know that you've been waiting for this ever since I started the Hector story.
All right folks you know the drill. I gave you a story to read and so you review it for me. I'll see you all again when I get back next Saturday. I promise to update on the 12th or the 13th.