Different Worlds

Achilles, a great warrior who is said cannot be killed, sat n the camp on the beach of Troy. He sat in his tent-like place. Briseis, the cousin of Prince Hector, stared at him.

"Why do you stare at me?" Achilles asked her.

"I'm trying to see how you can enjoy killing people," Briseis said.

"I know nothing else. And killing gives me no pleasure," Achilles told her.

"Why are you here? You say you give your allegiance to no one, so why are you here?"

Achilles looked at her. But suddenly a light appeared in the middle of the floor, gleaming off of Achilles' armor. "What in all of hell?" Achilles said, shielding his eyes.

A man appeared from the light, clad in odd garments Achilles had never seen in his life. The man lay on the floor, seeming to be in pain but Achilles saw no mortal wound.

"Are you in pain?" Briseis asked the man.

"Yes," the man gasped, "Wait . . . no I'm not."

Achilles was confused. The man had said he was in pain, and then he wasn't.

"What is your name and where did you come from?" Achilles asked him, kneeling beside him.

"My name is Chris Haliwell. I'm a half witch, half-Whitelighter. I thought I just died though. Where am I?" Chris Haliwell asked Achilles.

"You're on the beach of Troy. Your name is odd; I've never heard such a name before. And as for witches, I despise them. All they do is cause trouble," Achilles told Chris.

"Wait, Troy? Did the Battle of Troy go down yet?" Chris asked.

"We've been fighting them on and off. The young prince of Troy has stolen Menelaus' wife. But I'm here for a different kind of fight. My name is Achilles," Achilles told him.

"Achilles? The guy who can't be killed? I must be dreaming. Listen, I somehow set myself back in time. Way back in time," Chris said.

Suddenly blue lights all around them appeared and three women also clad in strange garments and another man.

"Leo, where are we?" one of the women asked. She had reddish hair.

"I don't know Paige. We didn't do a spell to come back in time. It's as if we just . . . appeared," the man named Leo said to Paige.

"Who are all of you?" Achilles asked them.

"Tell us who you are first," Leo said.

"I'm Achilles."

"Oh my gosh, Achilles Leo? Achilles? We're set back so far in time Achilles is alive," one of the women said, who had brown hair long hair, staring at Leo.

"Chris, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Paige asked.

"Gee thanks that makes me feel better. Achilles, this is my father Leo and my mother Piper. These are my aunt's Paige and Phoebe," Chris said, pointing to each one.

Harry Potter sat in the Great Hall in Hogwarts. Ron and Hermione were supposed to meet him here but apparently they found something else to do better. Harry knew exactly what it was too. Then they decided to come. Ron's red hair was sort of untidy and his lips were kind of redder than normal. Hermione also looked flushed. Her light lipstick was smeared. It was their sixth year at Hogwarts and they'd only just come back. Harry hadn't known Ron and Hermione were together like that. Harry shook his head. The girls did agree Ron had definitely changed into more than just a red-haired nobody. He was taller about the same height has Harry now. Hermione had definitely changed also. Even Harry noticed it, which was not good. Harry was growing up too. The girls were starting to notice him also.

"Had your fun did you?" Harry asked them.

"Harry, we are so sorry. We just got caught up in other stuff," Hermione said, sitting beside him.

Harry got up and left. Other stuff didn't mean with him. He didn't like Hermione like that, at least Harry didn't think. It's just Ron and Hermione were a couple, but what about Harry? Cho had turned out not to work. So where did that leave him?