-Hitomi and Millerna-

Cave walls revealed themselves to the two women as they walked the tunnels to see what was up. "Your highness they are off on their journey."

"Very good."

"There is one more thing. Our seers were watching through the transitions. There is at least one among them that are imposters." The blond haired, brown eyed girl turned her head in interest.

"Is that so?" She asked.

"Yes. It is the one that found the rebel in the woods.

"Well keep an eye on them. Is the building just about complete?"

"Yes, we're waiting for the scrolls from Alexandria and we will be able to finish most of it."

"Excellent. Watch the boy he holds secrets that can destroy." The princess warned.

-Vanel-

The room spiraled to reveal no edges whatsoever. It had a perfect diameter all around and there was no one in the room currently. That was until he looked up to see his Okaasan watching with tears streaming down her eyes. 'Okaasan, I don't know why but you can't see this.'

The vision ended and Vanel had to sit for minute. Loanna lifted his head to give him some water. "I'm fine."

"You're so fine that you were flying on air." She muttered.

"Oh great, it appears when the time comes all will be revealed."

"When the time comes it won't matter." She whispered.

-Analous-

Analous looked for wherever they had left his clothes only to find none. He wasn't going to lay down any longer while Queen Hitomi was in danger. She was his responsibility and he wasn't going to be broken. All he had to do was remember the deadly glare Lord Van had given him when the order had been issued.

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Chapter 18

"You'll need these when we get to the Myceanean area."

By mid-day they had to change and separate. Loanna had put on her outfit that consisted of a long red linen skirt tied around her waist and what looked like to Vanel kind of like a metal bra with one of these cyclades that held it together. "Will you stop gawking and get over here." She ordered him.

He obeyed not missing the fact that she was holding the straps that were trying to slip off her shoulder. "Well what do you want me to do?"

She muttered something before she answered him. "The back of this thing needs to be tightened."

He reached back and found the same stick like thing that he had seen in the front. His hand brushed her back causing her to hiss. "Lo siento, señorita pero su espalda muy bonita." He murmured in Spanish without thinking about it.

He fixed the chains on the thing before he stepped back. "Now go change." She ordered him.

She had an idea of what they were going to be doing. They were going to be going as a convoy into war territory. There was no beauty held where there was once said to have held great beauty. It was said that once the most beautiful woman had presided there brought of course by Prince Paris. There was another, a seeress that had said that this would bring destruction to all but she wasn't believed. I guess next time someone told them something then it would be believed.

She turned when she heard Vanel come in behind her. She smiled with her slight parousal. He was wearing white skirt that was held by a gold sash across his waist. He wore the same tie up sandals but there was nothing that hid his well built body or his extremely muscular legs. He looked of classic beauty but dressed as a slave.

"Well I guess we look the part that we need."

"Wait Loanna." His voice interrupted her steps.

"That training I was telling you that you needed. It must come sooner."

She scoffed. "You must be crazy."

"I'm not. You will be tested and must work with another to save everyone on Gaia."

"What are you talking about? We're not in danger."

"Your training will start tonight after lights out." Vanel told her.

"You ready your…." The black robed figure stared in shock.

"Yes, I am. Let's get on with this." She walked past the man while Vanel kept the respectful pace behind her that he had seen servants do with his mother and father. He had a feeling that there was far more to Loanna than she even knew.

Loanna was met at the front with a horse that she was to ride while Vanel walked behind her. Unsure of what she was doing she noticed that all the figures that hadn't changed were dressed in the black robes they had been wearing all along. The men that had been brought along were each wearing the same white skirt that Vanel had been given. Each of them had a rope around their wrist to signify that they were just that. "What do you make of this o' chosen one?" She whispered as she passed by him.

"We will see." He whispered. She didn't hear him as she gave the order to move out. Throughout the day they walked but they didn't rest much. "Highness, we have to rest now and you're exhausted." One of the people in the black robe said to her.

"Your highness. We must stop. We have been watched for the last two hours and if we don't stop for the night they will get suspicious." One of the men said to her.

"Yes I am very well aware of that. Very well we shall rest. I've already sent a scout ahead to find a good camping spot." Loanna continued to act like this was a normal every day occurrence. While she was used to having command of her own people she didn't know what was going to come here. These people didn't know who she was. She wasn't sure of she knew who she was half the time. What was this constantly having Vanel by her side? What was it about him that made her nervous? He held secrets that he didn't reveal and knew things that were coming but at times she knew he would do naught to stop it. What was it she kept seeing when he looked at her or when she opened her mind to him? He could block her out but he didn't. He allowed her to see some but not all. She didn't understand him.

"Highness, we have found a resting spot for the night." She nodded silently her assent to stop.

"They call you Highness but yet they know nothing of you." Vanel said.

"Just shut up and do your job before you get us both caught. As I recall this was your plan." He bowed to her as he would a queen.

She walked through the camp. She wasn't one of these people and yet they had given her the clothes to change. They had no clue what was going on and yet they expected her to lead. Through three cities and one of them was war ravaged.

Vanel looked around from the wood he had gathered. He had trouble believing that they were about to head into Troy. He couldn't believe that there was a Troy here but why not they were trying to build Atlantis. Anything was possible it seemed the only difference here was that evidently they hadn't used the Trojan horse. Either that or the people of Troy had actually listened to Cassandra. "Did they? If they didn't then how is the battle still going and how long has it been going?" There was no beauty in the barren hills that they were getting ready to go into. There held little hope from what he could feel and see around him.

"What do you see?" Loanna joined him after her rounds.

"I see pain, suffering, and love. We're here for a reason Loanna and it's not for the reason that we think. These people are tired and don't know what they are fighting for. There is a story where I come from about something similar to this but it ended up a little differently."

"Tell me about it." She requested as she watched everyone turning in.

The request didn't come by surprise. "There were three goddesses Athena, Hera and Aphrodite. They appeared before a young shepherd boy. He had to leave his flock to find one that had strayed. He found the cave where his little sheep had gone. There was a blinding light as the three stood before him. He was offered the taste of ambrosia by Hera, all of the wisdom of the world by Athena, and the most beautiful woman in the world by Aphrodite. All he had to do was tell them whom he thought was the most beautiful. He chose Aphrodite's promise of the most beautiful woman in the world. It was many years before he met her as a prince.

He had been introduced to the royal family at his coming of age after hae had won one of the most difficult competitions in the city of Troy. He was accepted to the family but because Cassandra kept saying that he would bring destruction to the family he was kept to caution. The problem though was that most people didn't believe her when she said something. He was assigned to take a message to Mycenea having to do with some of the issues between the two countries. He arrived to find that there was already a group of men in the room and one solitary woman. She was the most beautiful thing that he had seen and possibly the world. He was disgusted though because of the way she was being treated. Men were drooling over her more due to the state of undress than just to her pure beauty. 'Beautiful is she not?' He was asked.

'She is. Why does she stand here?'

'My wife does my bidding.' He guessed for the king that it was matter of pride that his wife appeared to be flawless in every way physically.

He handed the scroll to the ruler of all of Greece only to find it burned. It was a sign of war. Queen Helen, rumored to be the most beautiful woman in the world and the daughter of the most powerful god in all of Greece, Zeus.

Needless to say he fell in love with her. When the two kings went to take care of business elsewhere Prince Paris, the newly found prince, had managed to get her to fall in love with him and she agreed to go with him.

When the two kings returned they found Helen gone as well as Prince Paris. They were unable to go after her because the winds were currently bad. At the time they sailed by sea or by chariot.

Meanwhile in Troy, Prince Paris had just introduced Helen to the King Priam and his wife. It wasn't long though until an ultimatum came from the head king of Mycenea, who had recently arrived. 'Return my brother's wife or there will be war.' The question was put to Helen if she were to be returned would it prevent a war.

Helen said she didn't know her own husband very well but she knew her brother-in-law and that he was hungry for blood. In council that evening it was confirmed that was all he wanted was a war. He had sacrificed his four year old daughter to the gods for fair winds.

The war lasted for ten years and ended with a warning from Cassandra that if they brought in the horse it would bring their doom. They didn't listen and that evening while they were out celebrating the horse opened up to slowly let out the warriors of Mycenea trickled out only to kill everyone that was inside of the walls of Troy with the exception of Helen who ended up going back to her husband, and Cassandra who they never were sure of what really happened to her. Troy was destroyed because of this and on Ea.. the Mystic Moon it usually is made out to be all about Helen, said to be the most beautiful woman in the world." He ended the story and she stared shocked.

"No need to go and try telling the story around here. It is too much the same as that one. So why is this war still going?" She asked.

"Something differently happened here." He answered while he took note that all the lights had been out in the tents for a while.

"Everything is quiet. If we're going to do this let's go." She said to him.

"No problem, your Highness." She punched him in the arm.

"Hey," Vanel muttered under his breath.

"Oh, is the Chosen One a little weakling." She jaunted.

"Oh can it will you. I never said that I was the Chosen One."

"Yet you can fly and see things that no one else can." She said in the woods.

"That would be the genes. I had nothing to do with my being put together. It's not as if I asked for this. All I ever wanted to be was normal and yet I have known from the time I was two years old and sprouting wings at unexplained times that it wasn't normal. I have lived with visions of things that are going to happen and are told to accept them as a gift. My mother didn't handle them so well until she had been here for a little while." Vanel shot at her without thinking really about what he was saying.

"Wait a minute. Did you say until she was here for a little while?" He shot her a weary look.

"Yeah I did." He glared at nothing around them. "Let's get started on your training." He crossed his arms across his chests.

'You look so defensive and protective. Are you really angry at what you are? Or are you just biting my head off because I keep referring to you as the Chosen one?'

"You're thinking to loud, hime."

"Stay out of my head, will you?" She snapped. "Now what do I have to do?"

"Clear your head of everything. Everything you know, you think you know, and what is happening at present." She closed her eyes. She couldn't quite let it all go. She had images of what had been going when Vanel kissed her or sent images to her brain.

Vanel shook his head. He didn't know why but he could see the images transmit between them. He knew it was hard to stop thinking. "Clear your mind of everything, images I have shown you or the voices in your head telling you who I could be."

"I thought I asked you to stay out of my head?"

"Hey I can't help it if our minds are staying connected. Just do as I say." He ordered her again. When she was finally able to clear her head he knew. "Good now, listen to what is going on around you but you have to listen beyond me."

Oddly enough, she was able to, instead of finding his voice a distraction she found his rich, soft voice comforting in a way she hadn't found. She heard and read farther than she had ever before. She read the irritated male bucks starting to sharpen their antlers in order to challenge one another for a doe. She heard the squirrels running through the trees in predawn jitters. Baby birds were starting to chatter for Mama to find them some food. The owls began complaining because it was getting far too noisy for their like. In camp, they were starting to stir in their tents.

"It's time to return isn't it?" She asked.

"Hai." He whispered. He could hear the baby birds complaining to Mama because they were hungry.

"You're just a softie."

"What can I say, I like nature." He muttered getting the respectful distance behind her in case they were already out of their tents.

Loanna went into her tent while he practiced his sword movements. He wasn't allowed to hold a dagger or a sword right now but he could still practice. "You want to practice? You look like you could use it." Someone tossed him a sword. "You are more than you seem. You catch as if you are trained, you carry yourself as a prince, and yet you dress as a slave or in robes as these other here do."

"Who are you?" Vanel stood in defensive position.

Loanna stepped out with her dagger and Vanel's sword. "Who are you?"

Another person showed up this time a woman. "We come to you on neutral ground. We want to end this endless fighting that not one of us seems to remember what it was started for. Mere rumors and remnants of what has been told but not one known fact can be held together."

"Who are you?" Loanna with all of her authoritative air stepped forward.

The young man stepped forward. "I am the Prince Menal of the Myceneans."

"I'm amazed that there are any of you left. Let alone find time to make a child." Vanel muttered. Loanna sent him a glare after her foot stomped his.

"And you are?" Vanel asked the woman.

"I am Princess Xena of Troy." She said with a curtsy.

"Are you trying to tell me that you two are going to create peace?" Loanna asked.

"We're going to try." Prince Menal kept his voice down.

"Well beware Romeo and Juliet this could lead to your death." Vanel said.

"I don't know who Romeo and Juliet are but I do know that we may go to our death with this."

"We will do what we can but you have to meet us elsewhere." Vanel said before he tossed the sword back to the prince.

"I hope you know what you're doing." Loanna whispered.

"No I don't." Vanel watched the direction they left in, while he made the fire as the other 'slaves' were moving about.

"What did you mean by Romeo and Juliet?" Loanna asked.

"It's another story on Earth. These two are from feuding families. Romeo and Juliet marry in secret but they die trying to keep the secret. Their hope was that they could bring peace amongst their families. The problem was that they died making a peace between the families. My fear is that the same thing that will happen here." Vanel had a far off look when he answered her.

She nodded her head and contemplated everything he had told her. Of course, he had already told her that she thought too much but what could a person do but think? They finished breakfast and started on their way deeper into the war territory. Apprehension could be felt building up as they walked but no one spoke. They were completing an assignment but no one would have thought to try to stop this forward march. It was late afternoon when they stopped for a little rest. As soon as they stopped though, they were met by two different armies holding weapons at them on each side. "What is your purpose here?" One of the people that looked like a commanding officer stepped forward.

"We only wish to head to Alexandria region and this is the fastest way." Loanna was helped down from her horse.

"No one has survived coming through here. Why would you attempt?" A man stepped forward from the other army.

Vanel noted with surprise that the two young people that had spoken with them earlier. 'Okay, this is going to be interesting.'

Apparently Loanna had noticed the same thing that he had. "What makes you think that we won't? We're excellent fighters." Loanna spoke loud enough for all to hear. "We only want to pass peacefully."

"We're sorry we can't allow that."

"I propose that we have a match. One of my best slaves against your best man, if we win we leave peacefully and you make peace. If we lose we stay behind until you're done with your war." Loanna heard the protest of the people behind her.

"Choose your man well for this is the only chance that you get." Someone of the Mycenean army to the left of them.

"So who will you send?"

She already knew who she was choosing for this task. "I will send…"

"Hephaestus of Troy you won't be sending a man in. I will."

"Forget it Apollo of Mycenea. You don't have men capable of fighting."

Hephaestus glared, "Haven't I been fighting your army for quite a while now?"

"Highness, wouldn't it be favorable for them each to pick a man and then draw straws?" Vanel stepped forward.

"Who is this to say anything? You low life dog." He was spat on. He remained calm. He had expected such treatment when he stepped forward.

"This is my servant and speaks very wisely." She stepped forward.

"That he does." A woman stepped forth from the left side of the road. A man was selected from each side for the fight. The man from the left lost the draw. "So I guess it is in the hands of fate."

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I have the next one going so hopefully I will have it up next week. I'll talk to you guys later. Arigato and ja ne!