BLACKOUT

So, here we are again. Thanks for reading! I really appreciate it! I Love trying to integrate my own story into this, but don't worry, I will still have the Trojan War in it, and even a nice wedding ;-) ;-)

Sorry I left you on a cliff hanger, just thought that it would be better, since the chapter would be too long if I didn't split it into two parts.

Hopefully I have released these closish to each other...

Yes, Sammael is gorgeous xD I like Kyle too, he's really nice. Each of these new characters have a background to them, so look out for some juicy tidbits! I'm sorry for what I have to do in the next chapter :(

First person to give me a good name for the horse wins! Comment below!

I DONT OWN TROY OR ANYTHING RELATED TO IT, I OWN MY CHARACTERS, THE PLOT, AND MY OWN STORY!

CHAPTER EIGHT:

And The Death Bell's Toll

Time seemed to slow, Argruis' blade seemed to move at a fraction of the speed it really was. Asha felt a scream in her throat, but fought it down. Her eyes wide with disbelief. They were the good guys.

Sammael was smiling, his eyes cocky.

And as the blade crept closer to his neck it shattered.

Piece's of metal were flung everywhere, the shrapnel slammed into Argruis, piercing his shoulder. But Sammael stood untouched.

Sophia let out a curse, grabbing Asha and forcing her onto the filly, "Ride as fast as you can, go to the other side of the island, that's where our ship is. We will meet you there."
"But." Asha tried to start, her eyes wide, but Sophia slapped her horse's rear and she galloped off.

The last thing Asha saw were Sammael curious eyes.

Galloping across an island may sound easy, but it really wasn't. Blue Owl Bay was situated on a huge island, with dense rainforest and barely anyone living inland. The beaches housed the islands population, with the Fat King living just inside of Blue Owl Bay itself. Asha brushed aside another branch that hindered her travel through the thick brush that she had encountered almost immediately after leaving the bay. She gazed backwards, her face brushing against her horse's muzzle. It wasn't safe to ride in such thick forest and she felt eyes on her.

She had looked back when leaving the bay, and not finding a hint of black she was worried. Now she glanced upwards, her face furrowing when she saw that it was becoming night. Reaching into her backpack her hands encountered a piece of paper. She brought it out and read,

It's a long journey, so I packed some food. Don't light a fire! S.

Asha smiled slightly, despite the tough facade Sophia was turning out to be a compassionate person, then she frowned, how the hell had she gotten into her bag? So far since coming back from the future people had been miffed by her curious objects. Especially her bag. Asha just shrugged, she would ask the girl later, when she got to the ship.

She shivered as she felt eyes on her, quickly turning her head Asha stared at a big, round oak tree. She glared dagger's at it then pressed on, ignoring the quick beating in her heart. She stepped over a log and into a clearing. It was a beautiful sight, a waterfall rushed into a small water hole, with a willow tree hanging down over that crystal clear water, a single strong branch reached out, tempting whoever passed it to jump on and dive in. Asha felt that temptation and she shrugged her shoulders, sitting down on a rock nearby the willow tree she hummed quietly to herself. Oh how she missed her home.

She snuggled against the rock, falling asleep quickly, the stress of the day bearing down at her.

Asha dreamed of waterfall's so bright, with the moon reflecting in it and making the water look like liquid silver. Mirad's giggled gleefully, playing in the water and gesturing for Asha to join them, their beautiful faces enchanting. She shook her head, too tired. Her body aching from being tied up for too long. She stretched, relaxed. Then the whole scene changed, fire burned down the willow tree and the mirad's were hanging from spears, their blood dripping into the water. The moon wasn't in the sky, instead a blood red sun was.

Asha gasped, her eyes flicking open, rubbing her forehead she gazed out into the waterfall, only to meet a pair of aqua eyes.

She leapt up, reaching for her weapons, "Who's there?"

Grasping her bow tightly in her hands she watched in amazement as something reptilian slithered from under the waterfall, heading towards her.

"I'm warning you! Stay back!" Asha shouted her whole body shaking from fright.

The beast leapt out of the water, spraying Asha in droplet's of silver water.

Wing's of feathered gold and blue spread wide, a head so proud yet snakelike, with horn's decorating it's beautiful crest.

Asha stared, stunned at the scaled beast, "A dragon?" She murmured her eyes wide with curiosity.

Yes. A voice reverberated in her mind, intelligent eyes watched her, the dragon stepped even closer to her, My name is Lupaz. I am the God of the Jewel, and what you saw is the future.

"My dream..." Asha pondered, remembering blood, "You mean there's two sides to it?"

Lupaz nodded, his breath against her chin, Are there two side's to a coin?

"Two edges of a blade." Asha mumbled, "Step too far on one side, and you will fall off."

Surprise lit eye's of ancient intelligence, Yes.

"So. A dragon?" Asha paused, shaking her head, "Er, I mean a God? Are you going to eat me?"

It depends. The dragon answered sleepily, he crouched down, leg's folding underneath him. He wasn't a big dragon, maybe the size of a car, but his wings were as big as buses. He yawned loudly, I couldn't be bothered right now.

"Thanks, I think." Asha said, then she cocked her head, "The tranquillity, with the moon making everything silver, that was the good side? And the sun, that was the bad."

Your very astute for a human. Lupaz said, his beautiful eyes closed.

"Sun or Moon. Those two groups, they shape the future?" She asked. Sitting down.

Lupaz opened one of his eyes and stared at her They aren't groups.

Asha blinked, the single eyes repeated her action, "But-"

No. Lupaz said, he stood up, violently shaking himself, I will not explain to you. It is too bothersome.

"But-"

He cut her off again with a snarl, his scaly mouth revealing long sharp teeth, No buts.

Then he stretched his wings, flinging them down he took off with a mighty leap, We will meet again, human. And try the water.

Asha watched him go, barely believing her eyes. She pinched herself, and yelped from the pain, "So it wasn't a dream." She murmured, then her eyes turned to the waterfall. She pinched the bridge of her nose and groaned, the temptation to jump right into the water was almost too much. The dragon had messed with her mind. Even in ancient Greek mythology, there weren't many dragon's, only sea serpent's and the Sea God, Posidon. Then there was the whole, I'm a god thing. Asha shook her head, it was too complicated and she was too tired to bother with trying to fix it up.

She she turned her back to the beautiful water, and fell asleep again.

Asha felt a bright light against her eyes and she moaned, twisting around, her back sore from her rock bed. She leaned forwards, rubbing said back and yawned. She gazed fondly over at the waterfall, making up her mind she stripped off her attire until she was only in her lingerie. Leaping into the tempting water's Asha instantly congratulated herself on her decision, her muscle's relaxing in the beautiful water.

"They say that a god lives here." A musical voice travelled over to her ears from the shore.

Asha gasped, staring into stormy eyes, "Your alive."

Sammael cocked an eyebrow, "You sound relieved."

Asha blinked, backing away and closer to the waterfall, "Just surprised."

He narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "Mind me joining?"

"Yes, I do mind." Asha growled, her heart racing. She backed against the wall of the waterfall, "I was just trying to relax. Go away."

"I might. If you can convince me." He murmured, Asha barely heard him because in the next second he had stripped off his shirt and dived in. Not before she saw a black tattoo engraved on his hip, and his beautiful toned body, his skin was a beautiful golden tone. The tattoo had looked like a dragon. He swam over to her and Asha narrowed her eyes, she was a great swimmer, so she dived underneath, finding that the waterhole was deep, deeper then a two of her, she touched the bottom, shifting some of the dirt on the bottom to make cover. Then she maws towards the shore, holding her breath for as long as possible. When she resurfaced Sammael stared at her in admiration.

"Your a good swimmer, where did you learn?" He asked.

Asha didn't dine to answer, instead she stepped out, forgetting her near nudity for a brief second, she ran over to her clothes, shrugging them on, "Enjoy the-" She stopped finding Sammael's hot gaze on her. His eyes ran up and down her body.

"View? Yes I am." He smirked, leaning back and gazing at her hungrily.

Asha blushed, looked down at her clothes, which were drenched and clinging tightly to her body, "Go to Hell."

"Where's that?" He asked curiously, but never got an answer as Asha swung onto her horse and galloped through the forest, a dangerous task.

She stopped though, glancing back and finding that he hadn't followed her, yet.

Shrugging she dismounted and started back onto her journey, her eyes falling slightly from exhaustion. She knew she would eventually need to set up a camp. And she would light a fire, because her enemy already knew she was here.

Asha almost fell onto her face, tripping on a root. She cursed rubbing her eyes she glanced around herself, finding that she was near a creek, the water trickling in a beautiful melody. The water shinned silver in the rays of the full moon, so she walked over to it, tying her horse next to the creek. The filly whinnied at her and bent her neck drinking the water.

Asha smiled, turning around she looked for a place that she set up a shelter. Then she froze, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as she felt someone behind her. Swinging around she kicked out only for her leg to be caught, by Sammael. He had followed her.

Cocking his neck he looked around, "Nice place. Mind if I join?"

"I do mind." Asha said, pulling her foot away and glaring at him, he was so close to her that she could feel the heat radiating off of him, and his... bare chest, "Why didn't you get dressed?"

He laughed, "Same reason as you shouldn't have," He winked, "The water soaks the clothes, and since it's night time, its cold. I bet you 10 drachma's that you will be shivering soon."

"Deal." Asha challenged, then she turned around, walking into the wood's she picked a few sticks, using the technique she learnt when on a hike in Australia, she started twirling the sticks around, creating friction, bending down she blew on the sparks that started. Smiling in triumph Asha stood back up with her now burning branch. She quickly gathered a few leaved and stick and heaped them in a pile, setting them on fire. She then gathered some dry stones from the creek, to keep the fire contained.

Happy that she had accomplished making the fire she smiled smugly at Sammael. He grinned back at her.

"Your a smart girl," He chuckled, "Sometimes."
Rolling her eyes Asha ignored him, instead she grabbed her towel out of her bag and laid it down near the fire. Then grabbing her hairbrush out she started to brush her hair.

Sammael walked over and sat beside her, his leg brushing hers, he placed something on her knees.

Asha looked down, finding that it was a blanket, "Thanks," Then she smiled when she saw the ten drachma's, she cocked her head at him, "And your welcome."
"Ha!" He laughed, watching her casually, "Are you married, I feel sorry for the man."

"By the gods..." Asha groaned placing her hand against her temple, "I. AM. NOT. MARRIED!" She glared at him, only to find that his eyes were serious.

"That's good news for me. I didn't feel like killing anyone for you. Though I will, if you want me to." He stared at her intensely.

Asha coughed hiding behind her hair, "Sorry, I'm not really into relationships at the moment."

"You have such an odd way of talking." He muttered.

"It's how people in my country talk." Asha quickly said.

"Oh yes, that reminds me. Let me read that scroll."

Asha blinked, then remembered her book, the Iliad, "No. You wouldn't be able to. It's in a different language."

"Let me try." He grinned at her, reaching for her bag, which was on the other side of her. His hand crossed her personal barrier and she growled, slapping the hand away.

She rolled her eyes, unzipping the bag and brining out the book, opening it to a senseless chapter, about love she shoved it in his face, "There, try."

He blinked several times, his face turning confused, his eyes focussing on the words, "I can read and talk every language in the known world, but I have NEVER seen anything like this before," He shoved her hand that was holding the book away and pinned her to the ground.

Asha gasped in surprise, her back digging into a stick, she narrowed her eyes at the man above her, "I've travelled a long way."

He shook his head, tracing her cheek, "Your not from this world, are you a goddess? But you feel so real." He leaned forwards his face mere inches from hers. Asha let out a deep breath and turned her face away, her heart beating quickly, "You're too breathtaking to be a mere mortal."

Asha laughed, if only that was true, she felt her face burn from his compliment, then she shoved at his chest pushing him away, "I am not a goddess. My name is Asha Stormgrey, and I am from the city Adelaide. I am 16, and have two sisters." She nodded her head, smiling at Sammael.

He blinked at her, those unfathomable eyes staring into her depths, "You have two sisters?"

"Yes, Kazendae and Ivory." She answered.

"Then you are a very strange girl Asha of Adelaide." He looked away, but not before Asha caught his look of triumph. She narrowed her eyes, then discounted it.

"So yeah. What about you? What's your story? After all, you know my last name." Asha asked, leaning forwards.

He glanced at her, "You actually want to know?"

"Hey, your a godlike guy yourself, able to break swords without touching them, extremely quick, handsome, smart, blah blah blah." Asha almost hit herself, blushing deep red she glanced to the creek, feeling his gaze on her.

"Godlike?" He asked laughed, stretching his arm out he wrapped it around her shoulder, "Thanks beautiful."

"Don't change the subject." Asha growled, shoving his arm away, but he quickly wrapped it around her waist, "What are you, a leach? Let me go. And stop touching me. I don't like it."

His eyebrows rose, gently he started tracing circles on the skin at her waist, leaning his head towards her he blew on her neck he chuckled then leant his head on her shoulder.

She shivered from the unknown feeling swelling in her stomach and rolled her eyes, "Stop it."

"You like it. So I wont stop." He murmured.

"Stop trying to distract me." Asha growled, she jiggled her shoulder but he didn't move.

"What do you want to know?" He asked seriously.

"Who are you really?" She asked, curious.

"My name is Sammael of Thessaly. I'm just a lowly foot solider." He said.

"Lowly my ass." Asha muttered, she grinned when he laughed.

"I rose in the ranks fast, then I left to find my true calling." He explained.

"And what was that?"

"You." He said simply, his hand, somehow it felt familiar now, started to trace her cheek, then her lips, "You and I, Asha it's meant to be."

"I don't believe in fate. I make my own choices." Asha said softly, her lids heavy she sighed, leaning into his touch.

"Then choose me." His eyes were right near hers, ready to seal the deal.

It would be so easy, just to let go, to let him kiss her, but Asha had never been the one for the easy way. She wished that she could trust him, but he had tried to kill her twice, pulling away she quickly stood up, walking to the creek she shook her head, staring at the shinning waters, "Why haven't you tried to kill me?"

He hadn't moved, surprise was on his face when she looked over, "Neutral ground. I wanted to try to persuade you, to be mine."

"I am not easily swayed." Asha muttered, looking back at the water, "I don't trust anyone, especially people who try to kill me," Then her voice rose, "I'm sick of it!" Grabbing a rock she threw it at the water, "I just wish I was home again." She stomped back towards Sammael, grabbing her backpack she noticed that his eyes had turned bewildered.

"You really are the Chosen One." He said casually.

Asha stopped, staring at him, her eyes wide, "I've heard that twice now, and I have no idea what it means."
"You lied, your not from this world." He said, his eyes narrowed.

"I didn't lie." Asha started, she had realised that he knew everything already, well almost everything, "I'm not from this time."

"This time?" He asked, blinking rapidly he placed his hand against his brow, "What do you mean?"

"I'm from the future. Approximately 2000 years in the future." She opened her bag, grabbing her iPhone out, she played a song, "This is an iPhone, in my time people use them to talk to each other, from different cities. This music is being played by it. It's just a copy of the real thing." She then rummaged in the images and picked one of her sister, Ivory, "This is my sister. Its like a painting, but of the real thing." She showed him it.

Sammael stared at it, "I can't-"

"You don't have to. But I am from the future, and that is the truth." Asha shrugged, she slipped the phone away. Then she sat down, "Now, I am exhausted and can't stand too much of this trauma. So let me sleep."

He didn't say anything, instead he wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her to him, his breath in her hair he murmured, "I believe you. And I am sorry."

Asha smiled, resting her head against his chest, "Thank you." Then she slipped into sleep.

"ASHA RUN!"

That's what she woke up to. That, and the sound of a roar, a massive roar. Asha had been to a zoo in Adelaide once, Montaro Zoo, and they had a whole pride of lions. She had heard them roar. But none could match this roar.

Her eyes shot open, setting onto a golden fur, huge teeth and intelligent eyes. It was a female. That was all Asha could tell before it lunged at something, someone. Sammael slid out of harms way, his sword flying upwards to try to cut the lioness's throat, but the beast was too fast, quickly it dodged the sword and swiped at Sammael with a deadly claw. He cried out at the impact, the claws had dug in.

Asha shouted out in terror, then she grinded her teeth, running to her filly she grabbed her bow, the poor horse had been crying out and trying to escape, but quietened when Asha placed a soothing hand on her flank, "I need this." She grabbed the quiver, then untied her horse. The filly didn't move. Just stayed by Asha's side, guarding.

Asha smiled softly, then looked out to Sammael, who was clutching his side in pain, blood seeped from in between his fingers. She grimaced, drawing back her bow, to full poundage, even though her arms protested, she shot her arrow right at the lioness's chest, which was exposed.

The beast which had been in mid swipe screamed in horror, the guttural cry of pain seared Asha's ears, but she watched in silent appreciation as it ran off. She ran over to Sammael sliding to his side she gave a cry. Ripping her shirt in two she wrapped it around his wound.

He watched her, "Run Asha."

She shook her head, tear's running down her face, "I've lost enough people I care about, I won't lose you." But as she watched the blood stopped running, she sighed in relief, resting her head against his shoulder. He stroked her hair softly.

She stood up, glancing around, her bow ready at her side, "Do you think I killed it?"

He shook his head, "That's the Golden Lioness, no mortal can kill it. You just wounded it." His voice was croaking from the pain.

Asha nodded, "Can you move?"

Sammael shook his head, then he brought his fingers to his lips and whistled, out of the brush came Whisper, his horse. The stallion shook his head, giving her an accusatory look.

"It wasn't Asha's fault she was so comfy." Sammael said to his horse, grinning from ear to ear he smiled at her smugly, "I thought you didn't do relationships."

"I don't. I was being nice last night." Asha snapped, then her eyes focussed on something gold in the forest, she narrowed her eyes at it.

The lioness leaped out, running straight at Asha, she tried to draw her bow back, but her fingers slipped.

Hoof beats, then the cry of animal pain. Asha was shoved to the side by her filly, who blocked the lions pounce. Asha collapsed on the ground, her eyes wide. She felt something digging into her back and found Sammael's sword. The lioness glanced away from her filly, who was on the ground, blood pouring out of her neck, and at her, snarling she approached Asha.

Heart beating so fast that Asha thought that she was going to have a heart attack she grabbed the hilt of the sword. Everything seemed to slow down, she saw the muscles ripple in the lioness's legs, saw her begin to pounce. Asha brought the sword up in slow motion, the weight of the steel pressing down on her arms.

Then she closed her eyes.

I AM EVIL

MWAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH

I have also posted a mini series that follows this one called Asha's Adventures, it's just a series of funny exploits on Asha's account.

As always thank you for reading! And no, horses CANNOT survive their throats being torn out, so please, dont leave any comments about names for the horse (starts crying) it's... it's terrible.

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