The Beginning and The End

Credits to *GENZOMAN for the image

Without knowing that an opening on his armour showed his flesh somewhere around his neck, Hector drew out his sharp and flasing sword as he charged towards Achilles. Achilles took advantage of the weak spot, so his spear ran through the body of Hector. He fell in the dust as Hades gradually pulled his soul down to the underworld.

That was the version of Homer of the scene when Hector was killed. I think what happened was quite too fast, so I made my own version of it. Here it is:

Prince Achilles was already pointing his spear towards the opening on Hector's armor. As he was about to cast, he saw a lady, running at Hector's back. "Hector! Achilles!," the girl screamed. It was Helen, the source of all troubles and war. "Please stop! Please stop!" She ran in the middle of the two fierce warriors, and said, "I won't let this thing to happen. I'm the root of all this chaos, so I myself will put an end to it. I will now come back to my homeland, and live with Menelaus again. I can't take all these killings anymore. Now prince Achilles, please take me to Menelaus."

Some were shocked, some were angered, and some were relieved. They had been fighting for that single woman for nine years and now, it would all end.

Credits to ~SyreneTarancledd for the image

Achilles and Helen turned their back towards the Achaian fleet. On the other hand, Hector was moving towards his spear. He then pointed it to Achilles, and threw. It was about to hit the target, but Athena was there. She moved the spear to another direction, so it was a miss. However, the most beautiful lady, Helen, was directly hit and was thrown to the ground.

As the grieving Menelaus rushed beside Hellen, Achilles balanced his spear, preparing to strike at Hector. It was a direct hit on the forehead. For he was not yet satisfied, he ran towards the dying man and stabbed him on his chest, piercing his heart.

The Achaians were able to sack the city of Troy. However, their main goal for fighting was not met. She died as she was trying to stop the carnage between the two men. She was the root of war, and little did she know that she would be the end of it.