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Unforeseen

Author: Donna Lynn

E-mail: donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com

Status: Incomplete

Category: Drama/Romance

Spoilers/Rumors: If you have not seen the movie and do not want to know anything that happened then do not go furtfurther. This story contains a lot of content from the movie.

Rating: NC-17

Content Warning: R Version has violence and some sexual content. NC-17 Version has Graphic Violence and Strong Sexual Content.

Summary: Achilles comes to Troy for glory and to have his named remembered throughout the ages�but what he finds is something much more needed than glory.

Author's Note: I loved the movie it was absolutely fantastic! All the acting in the movie was marvelous and I couldn't get enough of it. I loved the interaction between Achilles and Briseis even though it wasn't historically accurate at all.

I have noticed that some readers have been bashing some of the writers about their stories in regards to Achilles and Briseis. As I said earlier this story is based off the movie only, not literature or historically. With that said I would appreciate it if anyone would refrain from bashing me about how it's not historically accurate or how it's just like the movie. Things are similar but I think I've done enough changes to keep you guessing. I don't won't to discourage anyone from giving their opinion in a review but I think you can understand what I mean about the message I said above. If you hate/dislike the story because it's not historically accurate then do not review. It's not supposed to be historically accurate, that's why it's called fan fiction.

By the way this is an answer to a challenge from the AdultFationtion.Net website by AArmani. I hope this meets your expectations. There are two versions to this story. The NC-17 version can be found at my website and AdultFanFiction.Net. The R Version is what you are about to read. I typically do not edit my stories but I will provide links for those who wish to read the story in it's full form.

Pairing: Achilles/Briseis

Disclaimer: The characters of "Troy" do not belong to me. So DO NOT sue me!

Briseis tried to calm her racing heart as she pulled at the restraints around her wrists, but to no avail. A few stray tears fell down her cheeks as she slumped forward closing her eyes in defeat. The only thought that gave her comfort was that the Greeks had not made it past the walls of the city. At least my family and people are safe she thought sitting up letting her head rest against the wooden pole she was tied to. She stopped trying to free herself, hoping to gain her strength. She had loosened them and in the process had rubbed her wrist raw. That's when she noticed her vision had become a bit blurred do to all her crying. She blinked a few times trying to clear her vision and took a deep breath remembering what happened in the temple just a little under an hour prior.

She had been praying in the temple when the soldiers barged in. Frightened she hid herself away in hopes they would not discover her. From her hiding place she watched in horror as the Greek soldiers struck down her fellow priests and desecrated the temple without mercy or hesitation. She covered her mouth and closed her eyes to keep the screams from spilling forth but failed. In the midst of their rampage one of the men heard a noise from where she hid and quickly came to investigate. She heard a scuffle and opened her eyes to see a soldier head her direction. With a gasp she scrambled away from the door when it was snatched open. She cried out and flattened her backside against the corner as the man reached for her.

"Look what we have here, " the soldier reached inside and grabbed her by the head of the hair and pulled her from her hiding place.

"No!" she screamed grabbing his wrist trying to get him to let go. He pulled her out and pushed her into the altar across the room, hitting it face first. She fell to the floor with a cry and was about to sit up when two of the soldiers yanked her up and pushed her against the wall.

"Please don't hurt me I beg you, " she cried struggling against their rough handling.

"Begging is so becoming of a priestess." He pulled out a blade and held it against her throat. "I've never had a priestess before, " he leaned close and smelled her hair. "I say we take her back to camp."

She tried to stay calm, hoping they would kill her instead of taking her back to their camp. If she went to the camp they would use her against her will taking her innocence forcefully. She would rather die then be raped. She prayed to the Gods to be spared of such humility. Please protect me Apollo�please�

"We'll take her back for Achilles, " a voice said from across the room. "He lead us into battle and our victory, she is his to do with as he pleases. Bring her to his tent at once." With that the man turned and walked out leaving her alone with the two soldiers.

"I say we take her now while we still can, " one of the soldiers whispered evilly.

She silently shook her head on instinct and bit her lip.

The other shook his head vigorously, "If Achilles found out he would have our heads."

"He won't find out, will he?" the soldier pushed the blade harder against her neck making her flinch and close her eyes. "Even if she did tell he wouldn't believe her."

"She wouldn't have to tell him�he is strange in his ways, " the other soldier was still against the idea no matter how long it had been since he felt the flesh of a woman. He had served Achilles for many years and would follow him into the pits of Hades. "Once he is done with her he will give her to us, " he tried to convince his companion to be patient.

His companion thought for a moment then released her putting his knife away. "Fine, " he grabbed her by the arm and forced her to walk. "Come on!" he and his fellow soldier began to drag her from the temple. She fought against their efforts and was hit several times as they exited the temple.

"It doesn't matter if you fight woman! Your fate will be the same in the end!"

She struggled against them as hard as she could. "Release me!" she yelled catching them off guard as she wretched herself free and began to run.

"Get her!" The two soldiers ran after her.

Briseis looked over her shoulder as she struggled to keep herself moving but didn't get very far as she was tackled to the ground by one of the men. She was yanked to her feet only to be slapped back down to her knees.

"Achilles will not take such behavior woman!"

She rubbed her burning and bloody cheek with the back of her hand as they picked up her and pulled her along with them towards the camp. She was so tired and couldn't muster the strength to struggle any longer. So she let them lead her to her doom, to Achilles. She had heard of the great warrior Achilles and could only imagine what he would be like. The possible thoughts made her sick to her stomach. She had to take a few deep breaths to keep from being sick.

"Keep up!" one of the men pushed her in front of them, but she only fell to the ground.

She struggled to stand but kept falling back to her knees. "I can't�" she whined as she began to crawl then stopped resting. She heard one of the soldiers sigh in frustration.

"You carry her then!"

She was suddenly pulled to a standing position and thrown over the shoulder of one of the soldiers. She was thankful they hadn't decided to kick her all the way to the camp. It was a short trip to their destination as she was literally dropped to the ground onto her back. She rolled to her side and looked around. She was outside a large tent and assumed it was Achilles' tent.

"Where is Achilles?" the soldier that carried her asked EudorAchiAchilles' first in command.

Eudorus nodded in the other direction. "He hasn't returned yet, but he will shortly." He turned his attention to Briseis and observed her closely. He noticed she had many injuries and wasn't sure if Achilles would want her or not. "Take her inside and tie her up."

Briseis stiffened in fear as the soldier nodded and turned back toward her. "Come woman, " he ordered as he grabbed her arm and all but dragged her into the tent. He pushed her inside and took out a piece of rope.

"Please let me go, " she begged instinctively.

He laughed and started towards her. "The only freedom you will ever see again is in death my sweet, " he grabbed her wrist and made her put her arms around the center pole of the tent. He tied the rope around her wrist and left her feet untied. "Don�t go anywhere, " he laughed then exited the tent.

She frantically looked around the large tent and slumped against the pole and slid to the floor. She exhaled deeply and closed her eyes. She was extremely tired but couldn't imagine falling asleep.

Now she sat in Achilles' tent in fear�waiting. She couldn't stop the trembles of fear that coursed through her body. There had never been a moment in her life she was so afraid. Not even when she and her cousins were children and they used her as a guinea pig. She only hoped they wouldn't find out she was royalty. They would use her against them if they knew she was the niece of King Priam and cousin to Prince Hector and Paris. She was brought from her thoughts when she heard voices outside the tent. She looked around for no reason as if she could grab something to defend herself.

"Come my lord, I want to show you something." She recognized the voice as Eudorus.

"What?"

Srozeroze when she heard the second voice. It held so much power but calmness allonceonce. They were just outside the tent opening and she began to tremble.

"We found her hiding in the temple."

She gasped as a tall muscled man with blonde hair stepped through the tent with Eudorus in league. She tried to crawl away but just managed to make her wrist bleed even more.

"We thought you might find her�amusing my lord." Eudorus offered with amusement in his voice. With that he exited the tent leaving her alone with who she could only assume was the great warrior Achilles himself.

She swallowed the lump in her throat and didn't dare look at her capture. She didn't move, didn't breath and didn't blink as she averted her eyes towards the floor away from him. A few long moments passed and she heard him move across the tent. She glanced briefly to see him begin to remove his clothes. She quickly looked away only to hear the sound of clothing being removed. She tried to keep her breathing under control as the fear of the situation set in. That's when she heard water being splashed and curiously glanced his direction to see him naked and dosing his body with water from the makeshift basin. She couldn't stop her mouth from falling open at the texture of his body. He was well muscled and tanned from many hours in the sun. Are you insane Briseis? He is the enemy and has you captive against your will! You should not have such impure thoughts about a man! What would Apollo think? She berated herself mentally. She was forced from her thoughts when he spoke to her.

"What is your name?" he inquired glancing her direction as he slapped the water on different parts of his body. "Even a priestess has a name." He straitened up from the basin running his hands through his hair. When he didn't get an immediate response he looked at her. "Did you not hear me?" he asked softly but in a commanding voice as he grabbed a black toga nearby and wrapped it around his waist.

She jumped slightly, his words finally getting through to her. "Briseis�" She kept her head down and clung tightly to the pole as if it were her lifeline

"Briseis, " he repeated softly trying to bring her out of her shell of fear. He took a few steps towards her but stopped out of reach so he wouldn't startle her. He had noereserest in using this woman he found no honor or glory in forcing a woman. He liked his women willing he never had to force them. If anything he had to push them away. He took a few more steps and kneeled before her putting his hand under her chin and making her look at him. He was almost startled at the look of anger and fear in her brown eyes. He also noticed the many injuries to her face. "Did the men do this to you?" he asked softly.

She only jerked away from him and averted her eyes but didn't look down. "No I did it to myself, " she spat before she realized it. She quickly braced herself for another slap or punch but was surprised when she heard him chuckle.

"You must be royalty. You've spent your whole life talking down to men, " he rationalized. He reached and took a curl between his fingers and played with it then leaned forward and inhaled her scent deeply. She was stiff as a board as he did this. She was confused at why she was stiff though. It wasn't out of fear but something else that she was very unfamiliar with. Her stomach had clenched the second he touched her. "Of course you are, " he mused letting her hair fall from his fingers. "Only royalty would feel and smell so sweet." He rested his elbows on his knees and tilted his head at her. "Are you afraid?" he asked curiously.

She forced herself to meet his eyes briefly. "Should I be afraid?" she tried to keep her voice strait as she spokeP>
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He regarded her for a moment, taking in her response. Against his better judgement he found the woman interesting, maybe even intriguing. He stared at her trying to watch her reactions, to learn about her. She wouldn't meet his gaze she just kept swallowing and looking at everything but him.sighsighed and shifted on his legs, "You have nothing to fear from me girl. You're the only Trojan I can say that to."

A long silence passed between them as he continued to stare at her as if he were memorizing her.

Like I should believe anything he says, he'll probably grow tired of me and give me to his men and never give me a second thought�

She watched as he stood and walked over to his discarded clothes and pulled out a knife. She gasped and struggled against her bonds. "Don�t touch me!" she cried out.

He walked back to her and kneeled before her. "Stop struggling you're tearing your wrist, " he ordered grabbing them and putting the knife between them. The knife sliced through the bonds releasing her. She fell backwards and crab crawled to the furthest point of the tent.

He threw the discarded rope to the side and put his knife in his toga then returned his attention back to her. He watched her cower in the corner like a beaten dog. Oddly, he felt his blood boil for the treatment she received. Even though he was standing a good distance from her he could only imagine how intimidating he seemed. Slowly he knelt down to a kneeling position watching her reaction the entire time. "There's no need to be afraid, " he offered soothingly. "You have my word I will not harm you."

At that moment Eudorus came into the tent. "My lord, all the Kings are gathering in Agamemnon's tent to honor the victory, he has asked for you, " he informed looking between Achilles and Briseis.

Achilles was quiet for a moment before he answered Eudorus. "Agamemnon can wait, " he ordered never looking away from the frightened woman across from him.

"Yes my lord, " Eudorus bowed and left them alone.

Briseis shifted in place as his gaze began to make her even more nervous. Why is he staring at me? she wondered uncomfortably. Without realizing it she began to rub her injured wrist and gasped as she scraped the open wounds.

"I will tend to your wounds when I return, " he offered then stood and prepared himself for his meeting with Agamemnon.

Briseis didn't know what to make of the man before her. He was her enemy yet he didn�t treat her as such. For the most part he treated her with respect. At least he wasn't throwing her down to the furs and beating her half to death or worse.

"Stay in the tent, or I will have to kill more, " without another word he exited the tent.

She let out a shaky breath and laid down on the furs close to her. She was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to sleep. But she was afraid to close her eyes in fear of being taken away from her only refuge at the moment. If her situation weren't so horrible she would lau laughed at the idea. Feeling safe in the hands of her country's greatest enemy. She was broken from her thoughts when two soldiers burst through the tent opening.

"Someone wants to have word with you, " one of the soldiers said as he and his companion approached her.

She shook her head and tried to scurry away, "�no�"

They grabbed her and forced her from the tent.

"No!" she screamed as they threw her out the tent to land in the sand face down. Before she could sit up they snatched her up and started for Agamemnon's tent.

Exactly like the movie except the beginning where I write what Briseis might have been thinking when she was captured and took to Achilles' tent. Please read and review!
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