Amphiaraus looked around the subdued little temple when he passed through the door and his heart squeezed tight, he was back in that hellish stairwell in Thebes. Lord Cotys had ordered all his soldiers to kill them by whatever means necessary and he knew as the flaming arrow flew that his destiny was upon him, he would die here, in this dark pit.

The arrow struck home and he toppled down the stairs but no… that wasn't right, he was almost sure he'd fallen off the stairs to the side in his vision. The scene reset and again he saw the flaming arrow speeding to him. The pain that blossomed in his chest was unbelieveable as it sank into his chest pinning him to the stairs behind him. Again, this wasn't right, he knew that the arrow had struck him a little higher up and he had toppled sideways off the stairs into the dark.

Again the scene reset, again and again and again alway just a little wrong until he thought he might go mad with the pain of being repeatedly shot in the chest, he was almost a little bored with it all and that's when his mind screamed at him that this was WRONG. He frowned and looked up seeing the bowman pulling back the arrow, watched it fly through the flames and wondeerd how it was wrong, everything happened just as it should in the vision except that it kept hitting him in the wrong damned spot every time and he never fell over the side the way he KNEW he would.

He thought he saw a shadow flicker in front of him just as the arrow sank home AGAIN and he fell down the stairs. Wrong again. The scene rest and he scowled, this was getting tedious. He was used to his visions being a little hard to decipher but this one had been so clear, which was strange come to think of it. "I will die a week from today in a place that looks an awful lot like hell." He remembered saying that to Hercules but he hadn't know the specific details, he never did until it was actually happening so why did he know this with such surety.

He was back on the stairs and that shadow was back but it was clearer, a hand… a big one. He knew that hand, Hercules was the only man he knew who had a hand that big and as soon as he realized that it all changed, he held his arms out as if for an embrace and the arrow was snatched out of the air, his destiny denied. "Excuse me, that was my moment, my destiny." He quipped a smile tugging his lips this time even though when it had happened he;d been beyond disconcerted.

As the Temple faded around him he reflected that it had been months since he'd had a vision with such clarity, not until those two women had appeared, two women who were so much more.