The smell of blood mixed with sweat, filled Andreios's nostrils making him snap his eyes open to a very strong blinding darkness.
Or was he dead?
His head was in a jumbled mess. Too many emotions rushed through him, making his head spin. Andreios's head throbbed with his racing heart. He had no memory at all of where he was, what had happened, or why he felt a burning pain all over. A flash of light passed through him so fast that he thought he had imagined it. In his confused state, Andrieos noticed that whatever it is that he was in, was actually moving. He could also feel a presence and somehow he knew he wasn't alone. Even in the blinding darkness, Andreios could feel eyes filled with despair staring at him. Like they knew who he was or why he was there. While he was trying desperately to remember.
His memories flitting.
Somehow Andreios could feel their heavy breathing like it was being forced right out of their bodies.
They were sad.
Andreios had no idea if he really was with anyone or if he had just imagined it all in his head so he didn't freak out more.
But one thing was certain. Eyes are staring at him.
A strand of warm sweat ran down his forehead and he tried to swat it off, but for the first time since he had opened his eyes, Andreios realized that his hands were bundled together above his head and joined with his feet. He tried shaking his hands off but the grip of the chains was so strong that Andreios winced in pain.
Andreios stopped struggling as sharp pains jabbed through his entire body. It felt as if he had just been laid out on a slaughtering table while sharp knives were stabbed into every part of his body.
The pain was excruciating.
His heart running a mile a second and his head throbbed uncontrollably as his eyes watered from it.
Andreios felt as if he was burning from the inside out. Just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, memory's started flying back in a fast painful rush, so intense that he shuddered from it.
His wife and children.
Their death played in his inner mind repeatedly. His breathings became rugged and he wailed bitterly. Every physical pain he felt was completely gone, giving Way to an emotional pain that was threatening to tear his heart into shreds.
For a brief second there Andreios had actually wanted that, he had looked down to his chest to be sure he wouldn't find his innards spilling from within him along with a pool of his blood.
Andreios choked on a sob.
Gouria was his name. Andreios had thought the man had killed him. Why leave him to suffer this way? Not without his family. Andreios thought he heard a strangled cry, but soon realized he had made the sound. His eyes tearing up so bad that he wished for nothing more than for death to come to claim him.
Give him peace of mind and his family.
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"We thought you had died." A soft voice spoke from around. Andreios turned his head to the right to see if he could get a glimpse of who it was that had spoken, but the darkness was strong, so much that Andreios felt as if he was blind.
Maybe he was blind.
Maybe Gouria had blinded him.
How can a place be this dark?
Andreios wondered and waited for the voice to speak again, but nothing happened. A forced smile split his lips painfully.
Maybe he's gone mad.
There is no one with him.
"You had so much blood on your head and you have been sleeping for days."
This time Andreios was sure it was another who has spoken, an older voice. He blinked in the darkness. How were they able to see him? When he himself could see nothing.
"Do you feel alright?" Another asked. This time the voice belonged to a male.
How many people were there?
Where are they taking them?
"Who are you, people?" Andreios asked, his voice sounding strange even to his own hearing.
He waited to see if they'd reply.
He waited but none came.
This isn't real, there is no one else here.
Andreios was going to accept his fate that he had finally gone mad or maybe even dead somewhere in hell and his mind playing tricks on him.
"We are slaves." Another voiced and hesitated, more like they were pondering their next word. "Well, most of us." He concluded.
"I am not a slave! I'm a free man. My family was--," Andreios's voice broke off into a silent sob at the information he was about to let slip out from his mouth.
"We know." A lady answered. Her voice is very close to him. Andreios felt something brush against his arm and he turned to find the lady beside him. He had no idea what she looked like due to the darkness.
"Can you see me?" He had to ask, to be sure he wasn't blind.
"No, I can't. But when the carriage stops and the doors open either to throw water at us or drop crumbs of bread for whoever could reach with their feet or hands to eat and sometimes they take out the dead bodies amongst us, so this horrid smell wouldn't kill us all. Then would we be able to look around us and know where everyone is and what they looked like, we never communicate one with another once the doors are opened, those men can be very mean."
"That's a lot of information you just laid out for me." Andreios smiled despite himself.
"Well, if we are going to be slave partners working together then I might as well let you in on everything." The lady nudged him by the arm and Andreios forced a smile.
"I'm Andreios."
"Elena, what happened to you? You looked terrible when I last saw you, all bloody. We seriously thought you'd died."
"My village got attacked and--." Andreios couldn't bring himself to continue.
"It's OK, you don't have to talk about it." Elena sounded concerned.
"Thanks." Andreios blinked tears off his eyes.
"Any other thing you wish to know?"
"About where we are going?" Andreios asked.
"Well, we have no idea. Not until we get there anyway."
"What happens after?" Andreios had never been a slave before. He had no idea how any of these things worked.
"We either get sold or left at someplace as farmers or as sex slaves or even worst, killed or deformed." A feeling of apprehensiveness lingered in Elena's words.
"Killed. Deformed. Why?" Fear struck Andreios as a knife and he bit his swollen lips.
"If you're neither bought nor sold and perhaps too weak to work, then I'm afraid there is no other purpose for you." Elena's voice cracked as she spoke.
"That is wickedness!" Andreios immediately regretted saying that the moment a harsh pain stabbed him square in the heart and he cringed from it.
"What's wrong?" Elena asked and the voice sounded so loud that it hurt his hearing. "Andreios..." She whispered this time.
"I'm fine, just a little pain." Andreios breathed out with difficulty.
"Try and get some sleep. I promise I'll wake you up once the carriage stops so you can see everyone that has spoken to you earlier, and me...too." She smiled.
Andreios smiled and prodded her gently with his foot. "Thanks, Elena." He whispered appreciatively. He wouldn't want to appear hostile even if he wasn't in the right mind for jokes and laughter but she has been nice and answered his questions. Once she had replied with a “welcome” sleep soon claimed him. He knew now what Gouria had done. The man had knocked him unconscious and then left him to either bleed to his death or be captured by slavers, which was what happened eventually.
Andreios made a promise to find and kill every single one of them, even if it's the last thing he does.
A slow painful death would be the reward of all those who had taken part in the rape of his wife and death of his children and of course the one who hadn't killed him but had left him as a slave.
Chapter: 27.******Both men stood motionless for so long, silence fell upon them so much that the sounds of their heartbeats could be heard. Athesmos back to Lord Xrysos."It's best you leave!" Xrysos spoke."Why?" "I can't kill you doesn't mean my men wouldn't.""You'll let them?" Athesmos voice filled with surprise."Yes, Athesmos.""You love me!""Not anymore." Xrysos picked up his sword and pointed it at the other's back."Is it because of him?" Athesmos faced Xrysos."Him?" Xrysos asked shocked."Anderios!" Anger is evident in the man's tone."I love him, yes. But he's not the one I speak off.""He belongs with Gouria," Athesmos stated the obvious."That I know. But there is another, one that has owned my heart so thoroughly that I wouldn't wish my heart be given to another." Xrysos voice hurt."You gave yourself to me!" Athesmos felt his eyes wet but he refused to let the tears free. "That was a long time ago, a memory that had refused to fade." Xrysos hissed as his heart con
Chapter: 26.*****"I love you." They said in unison and then Xrysos started walking back towards his bed while Athesmos followed, both eyes burning a deep hole into their souls. Once Xrysos got to the bed he stopped, Athesmos grabs him and then threw him on the bed. "You can't stop now." He rasped as he pulled the pants of the other off."I wasn't going to," Xrysos replied before he was completely naked. Athesmos gasped as he stares down at the beautiful boy, a hard leaking member pointing towards heaven. "Let me behold you too." Athesmos pulled his pants off and his beautiful cock stood proud a little bit curvy at the tip he was sexy. Xrysos raised both thighs and willingly spread out for the other. "Take me Athesmos, I give myself to you and only you." The younger boy moaned as he spoke.Athesmos returned to the bed and found himself in-between those sinful thighs, he pressed his wet head into Xrysos' entrance and the boy hissed in pain. "I'm sorry," Athesmos whispered."It hurts
Chapter: 25.*****"Xrysos!" The boy jumped from his table to go peek out the window. A huge grin plastered on his face as he saw the other boy."Athesmos!" Xrysos smiled and reached forth his hands so the other could grab onto and then he pulled him into his room. "You came." Xrysos cried almost in tears."I've missed you." Athesmos hugged Xrysos tightly to himself.Since Athesmos's father has been a threat to the King, he was forced out of services, and then he went into exile taking his son with him. Chrysos the King has warned his son to beware of the young Athesmos who was eighteen at the time, Xrysos and Dominic were seventeen. They were all friends and they love each other dearly. Xrysos found it very hard to believe that Athesmos would ever hurt him, his father might be evil but that doesn't mean he was included. Three months had passed without the boys seeing each other and they weren't the slightest pleased about that and yet neither could do anything since they had no idea
Chapter: 24.******Here is a clarification on this chapter so you don't miss a thing.********Chryses The First is the father to Chryses The Second and Athesmos The First.Lord Sells The First gave birth to A Son by the name Sells The Second the same who is the Father of Dominic. Roman. Linus and Anas.Athesmos The First gave birth to a son whom he called Athesmos who was once great friends with Xrysos but now enemies.Chryses The Second gave birth to Xrysos The Third.************Drenched in sweat and blood he fought, falling more men than he could count his eyes continuously searching for those of his young lovers. This was an attack unexpectedly and it vexed the King greatly, the man was wroth beyond imagination but always very glad that he and his men are ever prepared. The fine Lord Athesmos has found his way into the very place the King was and for a moment there he stood and watched the man fight. He did nothing, just stood there and watched. The sight of the man burning hi
Chapter: 23.******"Of all the places in the world to wish us to, you had brought us to the ISLANDS OF SAINTS!" Kairos yelled and fell into a peal of loud laughter, his wounds healing as Gouria had wished they did.Gouria hissed low in his throat as he dusts sands off his pants a tin smile playing on his lips as his eyes wandered about taking in their new environment. They had landed on a small island right in the middle of the blue sea, it was beautiful as it was surrounded by nature and a few coconut trees. The sounds of birds singing happily could be heard as wild animals groan and howl. "Firstly this is the first time a wish has ever worked on me and maybe it could be because I had included you in it, who knew?" Gouria faced the snickering man. He would never understand why Kairos tends to find the worst situations amusing in some way. "Secondly, anywhere that doesn't have an angry Athesmos is very much welcomed by me. There was no way in hell we would have taken down an entire
Chapter: 22.*****Athesmos sat atop his throne of skulls practically going mad. He was livid that Gouria had found his soulmate and hadn't even bothered to tell him. Athesmos knew his thoughts for Gouria and the said soulmate but that doesn't mean he would hide such a thing from him. How was he supposed to conquer if he didn't know?"My Lord!"Athesmos threw a dirty look at the man that has just called, his anger flaring."He came!" Athesmos sounded irritated. "I bring news, my Lord." The happy man answered."You idiot!" Athesmos shot on his feet as a man possessed. "News? It took you long enough Vin!" Vin went to his knees immediately as he pleaded for dear life. "I'm so sorry my Lord." The trembling man cried."Pray to tell o gossip, what brings you to my presence today?" Athesmos mocked the shaking man on his knees. He loves that they fear him."Gouria, he found his Soulmate, my Lord-" "Silence!" Athesmos yelled and the man whimpered fearfully. "You think I don't already know t