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Unforeseen	By : DonnaLynn Category: S through Z > Troy Views: 8946 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12

There are many different paths to one destiny�

Achilles replayed his mother's words over and over in his mind as he stared up into the clear night sky with a peaceful aura. The feeling was still unfamiliar to him but he found he could get used to it. From the moment of his birth war was the only thing he knew and that was all he wanted. He never tried to be anything else he felt no need too. His father had been a great warrior, but many say he died before his time. Achilles did not think so, and neither did his mother. He sat at the bow of the ship and watched as they made their way across the vast sea. In case they had been spotted leaving he wanted Agamemnon to think they left for Greece.

When he felt confidant enough they would not be spotted they headed back in the opposite direction, back towards Troy out of site. Briseis had shown him a cove on their walk the other day that would be perfect for him to infiltrate from. It was a safe distance away from the Greek camp and he would not be seen.

He turned his gaze to his men that were scurrying around the deck of the ship. All had been faithful soldiers and he would die for any of them just as they would do the same for him. Many had wives or children or both, and he wanted to let them go home to their lives. The Trojan War was a ridiculous war. Men on both sides were dyeing because of a greedy old man who thinks he can have the world for his own pleasures. All men were greedy to a degree but Agamemnon was far worse than many.

"Achilles�"

Achilles looked up and saw Patroclus standing before him with a confused expression upon his face. "Are you alright?" he asked taking a seat next to his older cousin.

Achilles smiled meekly, "I am well�what about you?"

Patroclus nodded, "I�ve had a little time to think."

Achilles said nothing knowing it would only disrupt his train of thought.

"I realize my actions were rash�because�in many ways I am still a boy, not a man. I thought becoming a warrior like you I would gain the respect of a man. I would have gained was my own death if I had pitted myself against Hector, " Patroclus explained plainly. "I understand now that killing doesn�t make you a man."

Achilles was proud of the �man� before him. "Realizing your mistakes and learning from them are what makes us men Patroclus. Not taking a blade and taking a man, woman or child�s life. It brings us a certain morbid satisfaction but no one will think you are honorable for it. Glory isn�t always honorable. It is our wits that make us men, " Achilles explained as wisely as his father had explained to him.

Patroclus nodded and took a deep breath, "Why are you staying behind? For Briseis?"

Achilles nodded in return, "Yes�for Briseis."

"She is a beautiful woman, " Patroclus inquired plainly.

Achilles eyed his cousin narrowly, "Her beauty isn�t merely skin deep."

"I never would have thought that a priestess would be the type woman to tame you, " Patroclus teased in mock seriousness.

Achilles looked out over the sea. "Sometimes we do not choose what we want, " he said cryptically. "Sometimes what we want isn�t what we need�and we are given what we need when we can no longer find that need."

"You sound an awful lot like Odysseus, " Patroclus accused.

Achilles smirked, "Words are his gift from the Gods."

"He is good with them, " Patroclus commended. "That�s why you chose him." He noted knowingly glancing at Achilles.

Achilles nodded mutely, "I have faith in him to succeed. No one else could pull it off."

"I only hope you�re right�or all of this would have been for nothing, " Patroclus stated.

"It will work, " Achilles said firmly. "It will work."

"Achilles and his Myrmidons are leaving our shores, " Hector announced.

Priam, Paris and Glaucus all stood in silence as the news sank in. With Achilles gone they had a chance to win a chance to salvage their beloved city.

"Achilles is leaving?" Glaucus repeated in confusion. "It doesn�t make sense my lord. Why would he leave when he has so much to gain?"

Hector sighed tiredly, "He has more to gain by defeating Agamemnon." The past few days had been rather stressful and he wanted nothing more than to be alone with his wife and son. "He despises Agamemnon as much if not more than we do. If he leaves then the rest of the army will begin to break down and the soldiers will not want to fight for him. Achilles believes they will begin to leave one by one until he has no army left. Then we make our final blow�if that is what is best, " he explained. "He made it no secret that he and Agamemnon were not allies. If anything he wants Agamemnon dead."

"That is the only reason he is helping. It will play in his favor, " Paris noted in mild disdain.

"What makes him so sure leaving will deter the army?" Glaucus wondered. "If he thinks Agamemnon will just pack up and leave along with him he�s out of his mind."

"Achilles is a strategist, " Priam interjected. "If he is anything like his father he has a well mapped out plan."

"Even if his plan does work who is to say he won�t turn on us once Agamemnon is gone?" Paris pointed out.

"He won�t, " Hector said shaking his head.

"What makes you so sure?" Paris asked pointedly.

Hector remembered the look on Achilles� face when he said goodbye to Briseis. He would know that look anywhere. "Because he has something worth fighting for, " he said cryptically then turned and walked out of the thrown room without another word.

Odysseus stepped inside his tent and began to strip of his armor. The meeting was rather long and exhausting. It was late and he was tired but his mind was still racing. He placed his armor on its rack and wrapped a black toga around his waist. He stopped when he noticed the silence in the tent.

"Serena?" He quickly scanned the tent and relaxed visibly when he saw the object of his concerns.

She stirred and opened her eyes and saw Odysseus. She quickly sat up and wiped her sleep filled eyes. "Forgive me my lord I must have dosed off, " she apologized quickly. "How may I be of service?" she asked straitening her hair as she stood. She ran her hands down her clothes and cleared her throat trying to make herself presentable. She was the servant of a King after all.

He held up his hand to dismiss her. "Sleep Serena�it has been a long day, " he said tiredly sitting on the edge of his bed.

She reluctantly lowered herself onto the furs she was previously sleeping on and waited for his next instructions. There was a long silence between them. He didn't move from his position on the edge of the bed and she didn't move either. Serena had been a servant to Odysseus and his wife Penelope for a few years now and they had a good servant/lord relationship. He never beat her and she only spoke freely when they were alone.

"I heard that Achilles has left for home, " she mentioned quietly.

He nodded, "Yes�and we may be heading home soon as well."

She smiled at the notion. She missed Ithaca very much. More precisely she missed Penelope, Odysseus wife, and she was pretty sure that he missed her as well. "Did he take the Trojan woman with him?" she asked curiously.

He lifted his head to meet her eyes with a sneaky smile, "He returned her."

She narrowed her eyes in confusion, "That is unlike Achilles."

"I know, " he agreed with a chuckle. "When he wants something he usually takes it�if it wants to be taken." He was being specific towards women in general. Serena new what Achilles was like she met him in the past. He visited Odysseus' home in Ithaca many times and she had the pleasure of being his personal servant for the short time he was there.

She watched her master carefully. When you were around someone as often as a servant was to their master you begin to learn them better than they think. She knew his expressions and what they meant. The expression on his face at the moment meant he was hiding something from her. Or more like he wasn�t telling the entire truth.

"He isn't really gone is he?" she said more than asked. "You know this knowledge will go to the grave with me." She knew the reason he didn't want to tell her was because of her safety. If she knew his plan then she was in danger. But just by being his personal servant, she was already in danger.

"Sleep now, " he commanded softly laying amongst the vast furs on his bed.

She nodded and spread out across her own set of furs. "Goodnight my lord, " she spoke quietly.

"Goodnight Serena, " he whispered before falling into a peaceful slumber.
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