Note: I know that you are all wondering what the hell kind of pairing is Star Wars and Troy, I know that you are wondering whether or not my character is a Mary-Sue. I will tell you this. Number One: The ONLY reason Athena knows Jocelyn is because...in this story...Star Wars is the future of the Troy-verse. Number Two: Jocelyn is NOT a Mary-Sue, because I hardly think that a girl who watched her parents die, who blames herself for their deaths, has panic attacks when asked to use her powers, and has a BAD case of depression, is a Mary-Sue. Also, if you do not like this story, then do not review. Number Three: Jocelyn grew up with Bellerephon, so that is why they seem so familiar with each other. Number Four: Jocelyn got stranded on Earth, yes, but not of her own free will. Number Five: Athena knows Jocelyn because she is Jocelyn's God-Mother...that's where the 'Aunt Attie' thing came from. Jocelyn may act brave, but read on if you want to see just how she really is. If you wanna know anything more then review...but if you wanna flame me, then be prepared to get flamed back.
Jocelyn was starting to panic. How could she help these people? Her powers as a Jedi have been nothing but trouble for her. She was close to her father's last charge, Anakin, in power. She could do things that he couldn't...at least not as good. It was not because she started training at a younger age than he, but because she just seemed to. She was like Yoda in some respects, she could lift extremely heavy things, more than one at a time, if she concentrated hard enough.
Jocelyn looked at how trashed the city was. I can't believe HE let them do this to such a beautiful place, she thought to herself. Jocelyn looked around in awe of the city, not noticing that Rowena had stopped and that Bellerephon was standing next to her. She felt a pain in her leg, startling her from her reverie.
"Belle!" She snapped.
Bellerephon had pinched her.
"Wake up, Jedi," He smiled, holding his arms out to her.
Jocelyn let Bellerephon help her off Rowena's back. She removed a small milky white crystal that fit in the palm of her hand and Rowena disappeared into the crystal. Jocelyn turned back to Bellerephon and took a deep breath.
"Let's get this over with," She said as she pulled the hood of her cloak over her head, blocking her fear-filled face from anyone who might be able to see it.
Bellerephon took her hand and they walked into the castle. When they reached where the royal family would be, or what was left of it, Jocelyn paused as she saw a beautiful little boy look her in the eye. He had HIS blue eyes, HIS blonde hair, and HIS golden tan.
"Aleron..." She whispered.
Bellerephon wondered if part of her could remember him. He turned to her, touching her shoulder.
"Do you remember him?" He whispered.
Jocelyn just nodded at him and said, 'my baby boy.' Bellerephon followed Jocelyn into the large room, noticing that her eyes never left the boy. Bellerephon elbowed her, getting her attention.
"Bellerephon, it is good to see you," said a handsome young man.
"Little Paris, you have grown," Bellerephon greeted him.
Jocelyn was glaring at Bellerephon, but stopped when she noticed the little boy standing in front of her. Paris noticed this and was going to move the boy when Bellerephon stopped him.
"Give her this, Paris," Bellerephon whispered.
"But, why?" Paris asked.
"You'll see," He replied cryptically.
Jocelyn dropped to her knees in front of the boy. He reached out and touched her hood.
"I knew you would come back," He said to her.
Jocelyn hung her head as the boy removed her hood. Her long blonde locks fell forward, a complete contrast to the boy's golden blonde hair.
"You changed your hair," He smiled at her.
"Time changed me, sweetheart," She smiled back at him.
Jocelyn could sense an immense amount of confusion from the royal family. Bellerephon decided to clarify it for them.
"Jocelyn is Brisies," he said simply.
Jocelyn and Aleron...the boy...ignored the rest of the room's occupants. Their arguments were ended when Jocelyn put herself in the middle of them, Aleron resting on her hip.
"Play nice, kiddies," She smiled, looking back to Aleron, "now have you behaved for Paris, sweetheart?"
"Yes, momma, I have," He nodded happily.
Jocelyn looked to Paris, the look on her face saying 'Is he telling the truth?'. Paris nodded. Jocelyn playfully tapped him on the nose.
"That's my boy," She grinned, unable to stop herself.
Jocelyn turned to Bellerephon, almost choking when she saw someone standing behind him. Bellerephon took Aleron, so that Jocelyn wouldn't drop him. Jocelyn looked at the man behind Bellerephon.
"You're dead," She whispered, "no...no..you're dead."
The man stepped forward and Jocelyn stepped back.
"No...you're...you're...no," Jocelyn said as she kept backing up.
Aleron wiggled free of Bellerephon's grip, rushing to Jocelyn's side. Jocelyn looked down at him when he touched her hand. Something on his face was relieved.
"It's okay, momma," Aleron said softly, "He came back...just like you."
Jocelyn turned back to the man. It was Achilles! She wanted to faint, and faint she did. Aleron moved so that his father could catch Jocelyn.
"That's funny," Bellerephon chuckled.
Achilles glared at him and Bellerephon put up his hands in surrender.
"Well, it is," Bellerephon stepped back so that Achilles could lay Jocelyn on the lounge that Bellerephon was standing next to, "Especially when it takes something particularly strong to knock her out like that."
Achilles looked at her. I knew that you would come back to me, my love. In this life or the next, I knew that you would come back. I never gave up hope, my darling, I never gave up hope. I always knew it. I always knew. That is when Achilles heard a voice in his head.
So, I take it that you were expecting me?
He looked at Jocelyn.
Yeah, I'm talking to YOU. I may be unconcious, Achilles, but I sure as shit ain't dead.
Achilles looked surprised at her language.
What are you so surprised about? Your men have said worse.
He knew that she was right.
And don't you forget it!
Achilles shook his head and chuckled low. What more could this girl do?
Give me a chance and I could show just what I CAN do.
He noticed that she had said that rather pointedly.
Damn straight.
What could she know about him?
How it felt for you to take my virginity the first time. What I almost did to you. You could have killed me. But you didn't. And now we have that cute little boy. Your mother will be wanting to know about him. Maybe you should send for her...
This girl was evil.
Not evil, handsome.
Then, what?
Happy. I have my baby back. I have you back...
What could be wrong now?
They want me to put the city back together. They want me to use my powers, Achilles...I can't do it.
Don't worry.
Let me guess, you'll have a rather pointed talk with Belle?
He actually lets her call him that?
Yep, he does.
But why?
Because he loves me. And don't get all growly. He loves me like a sister.
That's comforting.
Is that sarcasm I detect in your voice?
Maybe.
Can't lie to me, love.
Why would I want to?
Many reasons, Achilles, many reasons. Would you mind waking me now...or at least pick me up. I'm getting this nasty cramp in my back.
Achilles was careful as he woke her.
"Thanks for the wake-up call," She groaned, then, without taking her eyes off Achilles, she said to Bellerephon, "Hey Belle? Could you write a letter to Thetis, please?"
Achilles began to panic.
"And ask for her to come here? There is something here that she should see," Jocelyn grinned evilly.
You are evil.
Nope, love, just sadistic.
The rest will be continued in the next chapter. Sorry that it took so long to get this put on. My sister was hogging the computer and my Beta ran away from me, so I have to find a new one.