- Author PenName: Dysis Nyx
- Author Notes: So, are you at the edge of your seats YET? By golly, this is frustrating I can't help, but feel a little disappointed in myself. Every time I write these I can't re-read them because if I do everything will change. I re-read, it all gets confuzzled because I feel it isn't good enough for the readers. I know what write isn't that big deal to anyone out there, but to me I love writing. I write my own stories outside of fanfics. And everyone says I should try to get them published, but I'm scared of rejection. That is why I love all my reviews. I can guarantee everyone of you that give me a good review I love you for it even more. You guys completely make my day.
- Disclaimer: I do not own, have rights on, or have any legal say in the characters, story, etc. of the movie "Alexander" if I did I would... oh, I would a lot of things. SUDDEN NEW CHARACTER! ME! She is the love interest of both Alexander and Hephaistion. Both love eachother and her...what to do what to do. Ah, the childhood rule of sharing comes back to haunt us in our late teen years.
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Alexander was so wrapped up in the never-ending tears and his constantly shaking hands that he didn't even hear Crateros and Ptolemy come in.
When he did acknowledge there presence he growled in the most evil voice "Leave me for a few moments before I kill all of you!"
Of course like frightened curs they obeyed his words. If it was Hephaistion, Alexander knew he would have ignored him and stayed anyway. That thought brought a small smile to the tears. His voice echoed in a very hazy, very spacey tone "You were my greatest friend, Hephaistion."
"If you bedded all your friends I think I might have to be jealous, Alexander." The voice that dance into Alexander's ears was weak, but there.
As Alexander lifted his head he looked over to find Hephaistion looking directly at him with strong healthy eyes. Those same cerulean, soot-covered eyes that haunted him with their heat. All Alexander could think was that he was alive.
Finally when the words came Alexander said, "You are alive. How?"
To hear him laugh was even better to Alexander. He watched intrigued as Hephaistion's hand dove into his clothes and pulled a chunk of wood with a huge stab mark in it. When Hephaistion started to explain Alexander listened with his eyes always on the piece of wood. "It is a piece of wooden scimitar." Hephaistion paused for a moment examining Alexander. When he continued he was professional and all signs of friendship were terminated "King Alexander, to what do I owe this honor to my prison cell. I am charged with disloyalty, dishonesty, treachery, sed-"
"I know what you are charged with, but can I help it if you did not catch wind of my plan? Honestly, Hephaistion, I thought you smarter than that."
"And I thought you smart enough to know that Cassander couldn't have killed me that easily."
Both men laughed powerfully, but Alexander paused first. He watched as Hephaistion laughed. He watched until he stopped the man with a kiss.
Through Alexander's kiss Hephaistion could feel all Alexander's emotions. He felt the passion, the hurt, the worry, the relief, but most of all the love. That was the one that mattered most to Hephaistion. It was the love that Hephaistion needed to feel. It mattered not if the other generals thought him a traitor just as long as Alexander knew the truth. It was on the man's lips, through the heat he passed on to him that he felt the truth.
When they parted lips Alexander rested his forehead on Hephaistion's as he spoke, "When I thought you dead, I died inside. It was worse than when you were first kidnapped. I saw no hope left. I was so ready to follow you...after I killed Cassander. Oh, how he will pay when I am through with him."
A thought finally entered Alexander's head as he considered something. If Hephaistion was not stabbed, then where did that blood come from? He had not seen Cassander injured at all ad the man definately thought Hephaistion was dead when Alexander bumped into him. Then where?
As if Hephaistionhad read Alexander's thoughts he explained "I knew cassander would not leave until I showed some proof of injury. So, I took out my own dagger and stabbed into my side with it. The blood and the pain was real enough for him."
Alexander watched horrified as Hephaistion showed him the gruesome gash on his side. Absentmindedly Alexander's fingers traced the sides of the wound as he murmured "Your body has suffered many pains and scars on my behalf, Hephaistion..."
When he finally looked up at him Alexander's fingers touched the other scars on Hephaistion's beautifully chiseled face as he added "How many more will you suffer because of me...?"
Hephaistion did not speak for a moment, but instead got up and signaled towards his shackles "Alexander,...for the past you days we have not been ourselves. We have forgotten our roots, our friendship, our history. When we are long dead you will be written down in history, I will be beyond recollection. That does not matter to me as long as yo remember me now. When I assumed that you thought I betrayed you, I hated you. I hated you in my mind, but not in my heart." He got down on one knee and bowed his head "Forgive me, my king..."
-Roxane's room-
same time
Pacing back and forth in the room Roxane felt every bit the fool. She had honestly thought that Alexander had fallen under her power again. How she ahted Hephaistion and his power over Alexander. She was his wife! What did that man have that she didn't? He could not give Alexander the pleasure a woman could. He could not have the acceptance as Alexander's companion that she had. And most certainly he could not give Alexander an heir like she could.
So what made him so special!
What Roxane could not comprehend was how that man had foiled all her plans to stop him. It was clear the other generals hated him. Or at least when they were sober they hated him. When they were drunk it was another story. How could that one man slip by every single one of her companion and her plans?
He was simply Hephaistion. Alexander had told her that the night of their wedding. The man must have been so dull and unimportant that Alexander couldn't even think of the words to describe him. All he could say was 'He is Hephaistion'. That was all her husband said. So by his words he told her he was nothing but a man with a name.
Finally Roxane started spouting off words to her accomplice "Can you believe the audacity of the two of them? He sits in his cell comforting him. Bonding with him, probably doing what I as his wife should. It disgusts me that I should even worry over that fool. Altair will be back for the girl. It is his child she carries. Her father may care not for her, but he cares. We can use his visit to our advantage. I love how your family comes in handy, my friend. Can you believe the nerve of Alexander? Trying to trick me. Roxane. His queen. And I will be his queen again. He loved me once and he will love me again. Once that insolent cur is gone. I can understand your hate for him. It is the same hate which we carry, my comrade. It is the lustful jealousy in our hearts that make us plot. I am his wife and I can give him everything he seeks to power. An heir. What can that Macedonian dog give him that we cannot? It shall end tomorrow."
With a simple nod of the head her accomplice agreed completely to a new turn in there plot. As Roxane approached her companion she smiled evilly "We both will get our revenge,...Bagoas."
---to be continued---