A.N- Just thought I would try and write a story for this. I mean the idea just popped in my head and wouldn't go away so I'm trying to appease my inner muse lol.. So Just review and let me know how I did :)

July 20th 2011

I wiped the sweat off of my brow, as the hot Turkish sun beamed down on me. My younger sister, Alexandria, was beside me complaining about how heavy her daughter was. My youngest sister, Sydney offered to take our niece.

"Rachel can you hand me some of your water." Alexandria asked me after she handed Scarlet over to Sydney. I nodded before taking out the bottled water and handing it to her. I watched her drink. Alexandria or Alex was the middle child, with me being the oldest and Sydney being the youngest. Alexandria is easily the prettiest out of the three of us. She has long blonde hair with icy blue eyes. She is a petite thing, shes around 5'3 She has soft features and is gorgeous. All of the boys think so. It only took one to change her whole life.

Alex was only sixteen when she found out she was pregnant. Our parents had been furious. They even kicked her out of their house. I was twenty at the time, and had already moved out. I of course took her in, and helped her get through school. It was hard, I had to give up my college education to work two jobs. Then little Scarlet came into the world and it all seemed worth it. Even now my parents won't have anything to do with Alex or Scarlet, and that was three years ago. So of course they were a little apprehensive about letting Sydney come to Turkey with us.

I looked over at my youngest sister. Sydney is only sixteen herself, and my parents worried that Alex would be a bad influence over her. I had to agree. Alexandria has become bitter and meaner than when we were younger. I promised them I would look after Syd so they let her come.

Sydney is very beautiful too. She has shoulder length, curly, dirty blonde hair with big blue eyes. She is slightly taller than Alex, standing at 5'5. She and Alex have similar features. The same nose and mouth. It wasn't hard to tell that they're sisters. People never guess that I'm they're sister too. Instead of our mothers blonde hair, I inherited our fathers chestnut brown hair. My wavy hair fell just below my shoulders, and my eyes are an interesting shade of greyish blue. I'm a few inches taller than Sydney, and a few skin tones darker than both of my sisters, due to my tan.

I love being outside in the sun, and boy did Turkey have plenty of sun. I don't know why I picked Turkey for our summer vacation trip but I think we're all enjoying it so far. We've been here for about a week, and we've been sight seeing. Today we're following our tour guides up to the ruins of Troy. I've always been interested in ancient cities, but Troys story just spoke to me.

"How much longer till we get there!" Sydney complained. I smirked.

"It shouldn't be to much longer." I told her taking Scarlet from her. Scarlet looks just like her mama. She rested her head in the crook in my neck. Poor thing didn't get any sleep last night and now we're dragging her around this hot desert. You could see the ocean from here, and when Scarlet saw it she immediately tried running to it. She loves the water. I rubbed her back soothingly.

"Isn't this the same Troy that had that prince?" Alexandria asked curiously.

"What are you talking about?" Sydney replied with a frown.

"You know that prince that started that war! He stole someones wife and started a big war." Alex said thoughtfully.

"You mean Paris, who took Helen away from her husband,Menelaus because they were in love. That is the main reason the Trojan war started." I told them. Alex glared at me.

"God Rachel your such a nerd." She spat out, before taking Scarlet from my arms and marching ahead of us into the crowd. I shifted the bag to my other shoulder, as Sydney came up beside me.

"Why do you put up with her bull shit?"She asked me.

"Language!" I scolded her, give her a light slap on the arm. She just shook her head. I ignored her question, and she really didn't pry. I thought about it though. I mean Alexandria has been mean to me for a long time now, and I seem to just put up with it. I don't know why.

"Rachel look at this!" Sydney interrupted my thoughts. We had been walking uphill, but now we came to the top. The ruins were amazing. I mean I've never seen anything like them before. The sand had preserved a lot of the ancient city. I could see where the great walls once stood. Our tour guide gathered our little group in front of a map of the city. Alex was in front of the group, whilst Syd and I were near the back.

"As you could see this is a map of the Troy. The ruins were founded by Frank Clavert in 1865, but it wasn't until 1868, when Heinrich Schliemann came into play, that the ruins were identified as Troy." He told us, as I listened intently. "Most of you recognize this city from Homer's, The Iliad. There was some debate regarding whether this city was indeed the same city as Homer described in The Iliad. Then Schliemann found remains of the walls and gates." He gestured to the gates. "Homer described the same gates in the Iliad. Now if you follow me I'll show the once great city." The tour guide finished before guiding us into the city.

He showed us the market, and remains of buildings. I was amazed by it all, but it didn't blow my mind not like the palace.

"This was once the great palace, where all of great kings of Troy stayed." The guide stated as he led us through the remains of the once great royal palace. Then we entered the remains of this huge room. It had this great long rectangle indentation in the middle of the room. I guess they had water in it. At the end of the room there was a stone throne.

"This is the council room, where the King and his advisers would sit and discuss business and war." The guide explained.

"This place is awesome!" Sydney whispered to me. I smiled at her.

"Can you imagine living here back in the day? Now that would be awesome." I told her. She nodded in agreement.

Alex still was avoiding us when we made our way to the royal bed chambers. We stepped into the remains of this room.

"This is believed to be the room of the great King Priam and his wife Queen Hecuba. Now we know of a sword that was passed down the royal bloodline, king to king, but there are rumors of a ring. The ring of Troy is rumored to have been given to the first Queen of the city, by the Gods themselves. The legend says that the ring will present itself to the savior of Troy." The guide told us.

"How does that make any sense? How can anybody be the savior of Troy now? The city is dead." I heard Alexandria's cold voice ask.

"Well, the city can't be saved now, but I wouldn't call it dead. We don't know what exactly what the legend means, but it doesn't matter since we can't prove the ring even exists. Its never been found." The man told my sister. I thought the legend was interesting. I mean what did the legend mean? how could someone save an already ruined city? I shook my head, as I followed Sydney out of the room. I was the last one coming out, but something stopped me right before I stepped out.

"Rachel... Come..." I heard a whisper of a mans voice. I twirled around expecting to see some one standing there. There was no one there. I blinked. What in the world? I thought to myself.

"Rachel... Come... Its time.." There was the voice again. It was out in the hallway this time. I followed the sound of the voice into another room. This one was about four doors down from the Kings room. They were similar in overall design, but somehow different. I waited for a few minutes, to see if the voice would speak again, but there was nothing.

"I must be going crazy." I muttered to myself, as I headed back to the door.

"I've seen a lot of crazies in my time, and you my dear,are certainly not crazy." I heard the voice behind me. I whirled around to see a man standing a few feet away from me. The man was very tall, like Shaq tall. He was wearing a black suit, white dress shirt, and a gold tie. He had curly black hair that came down to his shoulders. This man seemed to have a glow about him.

"Who are you?" I asked suspiciously. He grinned at me.

"Well, you can call me Zeus." He said taking a step towards me. I automatically take a step back.

"What an interesting name. Did you parents mean to name you after the Greek God?"I said hesitantly. He laughed.

"Well, you see I don't like my parents that much, but I think you aren't getting what I'm trying to say. I wasn't named after the God Zeus. I am the God Zeus." He said coming closer to me. My eyes widened, and I started to back up.

"That's impossible. The Gods don't exist." I said as my back hit the wall. He advanced towards me with a devilish grin on his face.

"Oh really? Well, believe in me or not I'm here, and you will listen to me." He told me as he placed his large hands on the wall above my head. I cowered in fear. I'm not the courageous hero type.

"What do you want?" I asked shakily,scared of the answer. He peered down at me with big golden eyes. I've never seen eyes like his.

"My son has been complaining about his precious city now for centuries. He's been going on and on about Achilles and his damn statue, and frankly I'm tired of it." He told me, clearly agitated. He pushed off of the wall. I was confused. His son? If he is really Zeus he must be talking about Apollo. He was the patron of the city ,at least I think he was.

"I know that must be annoying but what does that have to do with me?" I asked timidly. He looked at me for a moment before deeply laughing.

"It has everything to do with you." He said when he stopped laughing. Suddenly all laughter vanished from his face. His seriousness scared me. "You, my dear, are the savior of Troy." he told me. My mouth falls open.

"That's impossible. How can I be a savior of a destroyed city?" I asked, remembering Alex's words from before. He came towards me again.

"Don't underestimate me child. I'm God of all Gods and I can do almost anything." He said towering over me. I tried to push myself farther into the wall. "We've been waiting for you for over three thousand years. I'll send you back and your going to stop the city from burning to the ground. Understand?" He told me stepping back from me. You know that fight or flight response your body has when your in a situation you don't like? Yeah my body was telling me to get the hell out of there. So I ran towards the door as fast as I could, only to be stopped by a chest that suddenly appeared. I screamed, it was the man, but how did he get from behind me to in front of me?

"You can't run from your fate." He said to me. I calmed myself down, before I asked.

"Why me? Why now? I mean why wait for me? I'm sure there are others that could save the city." He looked at me.

"The ring chooses not me." He told me. The ring?

"What ring?" I asked. He goes into his jacket pocket, before pulling out a ring. It was beautiful. The band was silver, the big stone in the middle was the prettiest shade of blue, and diamonds surrounded it. It had a glow about it. I reached out and took it, entranced by it.

"It changes its appearance to suit the wearer. Which is you. Go ahead put it on." He told me, as I stared at it intently. I felt the sudden urge to put it on, and so I did. I slipped the ring onto my ring finger on my right hand. It fit perfectly, and as soon as I put it on I felt a soothing feeling come over me.

"If I do go back, won't there be two rings? The one I have and the one the Queen has." I found myself asking. I guess I do believe what this strange man was telling me, and I couldn't believe I was being this trusting. If life has taught me anything its taught me not to trust anyone. You gotta rely on yourself if you want get anywhere in this world.

The God thought for a moment. "No there will only be one. The ring disappeared before the time of Priam and Hecuba." He told me. I nodded. There was three questions I had left for the mighty Zeus.

"When do I go, and do I get to come back? Plus, what can I do to stop the Greeks winning?" I asked.

"You go right now, and you'll come back when you complete your task."

"Now! What about my sisters, my family? What if.. What if I fail?" I cut him off.

"Yes now." He got this almost evil glint in his eye. "Don't worry about your sisters It will be like you never left. If you fail you'll never see your home again. You'll have to stay there." He told me, as my eyes widened at the consequences. "As for your last question about stopping the Greeks. Its up to you. You have to figure it out, I can't tell you." He finished his little speech.

"Well lets get this over with." I said a little afraid. Then everything turned to black, the last thing I see is Zeus grinning.

PLEASE READ A.N- So how did you like it? I would greatly appreciate feedback, whether positive or negative. I know my grammar sucks and I'm sorry. I'm still learning alright? I'll try and get better at it. Okay here's the IMPORTANT stuff that I need you to help me with. I'm pretty sure I want this to be a romance story, but I don't know with who yet. I was thinking Hector, but I'm not sure. So review and tell me who you think Rachel should be with. Ummm I think that's about it.. So til next time :)