Trojan War Chapter 29

 

29.

Penthesilea looked at the gathered warriors of the Frontier. The Queen was dressed in the chiton, with the chest armor and metal greaves along the metal lashed sandals. She had left her weapons at the frigate but she brought her retinue of guards. She wore her Queen’s crown; the metal leaves that were set on the ring like that of on the tree.

“Queen Penthesilea, you are mad if we are to partake in this war. We owe them nothing if you think that the pittance of fuel had supplied will buy us.” It was the commander of the Carians; a small outfit that was ousted by the Macedonian.

“I hear you, Ian Corrian of the Carians.” Queen Penthesilea held her esteem for the Carians. They are a small outfit with only five frigates salvaged from the ones they managed to capture but their valor in the war was at par with the Spartans.

“But if Troy and the other worlds fight, the outcome will be just next.” Queen Penthesilea turned from the Carian to the others. “I have seen Troy’s defenses. They are formidable.”

“Formidable? Are you bewitched? Troy is against eleven worlds. Those eleven…” King Haliz of Halizones; another Frontier discard who commands another fleet of vagabonds and misfits from seven other smaller worlds, all annihilated to the few left by the Archaeon and Spartans.

“Two of the eleven were the ones who destroyed your worlds.” Queen Penthesilea reminded the other. “How many times have you wished to do the same to them? You could not for you don’t have their strength.”

“We were…” King Haliz tried to reply but the words were lost to him. He lost his world alongside the death of his family. He escaped with the barest of his body left; he had to be fitted with fake limbs on two of his legs and right arm.

“Katabasis… Am I not right to describe it as such?” Queen Penthesilea used the term that meant descent to the lowest realms.

“I … We were not….. My world is not the underworld. We were…”

“Taken over by the Archaeon and ravaged your world into the catacombs that resembled the underworld. Your world had its innards dug out to its molten core exposed to the surface.”

“Do not desecrate my world. I will do the Archaeon’s worlds to that depth.”  King Haliz snapped back in anger.

“Then do join me in this war. Let Troy humbled them and we will then do the damages.” Queen Penthesilea looked at the King. “I will have my warriors trampled their menfolk.”

“Enough of your ramblings, Queen Penthesilea. We will consider it.” Queen Belladina of the Thracians voiced out. The Thracians Queen stood there dressed in the red gown and wore a belt across her waist and on it was a double blaster. She wore no crown-like Penthesilea but a headband on her forehead that held her world’s emblem.

“The Bitches stays united.” Queen Penthesilea replied with sarcasm. The others there dare not add to her reference then. She then added on to the support by the other Queen. “I knew you would, Queen Belladina.”

“Do not call my army by that beastly term.” The Thracians Queen hit back. “They have once fought with the other worlds like the Spartans. We fought the Spartans once before allied to the Archaeon and Macedonian. We are small but the Olympians had us assimilated into their worlds. Never again will we ever be subjected to that.”

“I will join in. I am the Minotaur. We are few but we are feared for our strength.” The bullhead with a man’s body stepped forth. “My brother was killed by Theseus, and I will avenge his death if we are to battle the Archaeon.”

The bullhead with the man’s body stepped forth. The half man-beast was the creation of King Minos of Crete for an army and was deemed a great feat but their uncontrollable aggressive nature, the King had the creations banished to the prison known as the Labyrinth. The small army of less than a hundred was not to be imprisoned and escape to the Frontier. Well, not all for some did return to the worlds and one was killed by Theseus. Since then the minotaur had remained hidden.

“Your strength and courage will be welcome by us.” Queen Penthesilea admired the half man-beast. “Your army of beasts needed that war to exorcise their souls.”

“I have the Minotaur’s for the war, who else will join us” Queen Penthesilea called out.

Next to the Carians, Thracians, and Halizones, ten others more pledged their alliance to the Frontier. They are the Kaukones, Kikones, Lycians, Maionians, Paionians, Paphlagonians, Pelasgians, and Phrygians.

“Thank you, off worlds. Now we will consolidate the fleet and armies. Then we will assist Troy.” Queen Penthesilea made the call. “We will fight a different war against others.”

“A different war? I do not understand.” King Haliz queried back.

“We are many and equal to the others but we are not their strength.” Queen Penthesilea explained. “Our entire fleet won’t even dent the Olympian. We need to fight the war differently. The same manner that we have been doing but more coordinated. We need to consolidate our forces to attack them where they will be hurt.”

“Badly.” Queen Penthesilea smiled.

“We had hurt them.” Queen Belladina had cut in.

“Yes, Scythian.”: Queen Penthesilea called the Amazon Queen by her true heritage. The Scythian was once the nomads of the worlds with none they held but they were everywhere. They were so widely spread that they were held in awe by their numbers and more to it, they were warriors. They rallied to the call of the King then, Skilurus and Palakus to fight the Archaeon for the planet at the Black Void. It was to be their planet but the Archaeon have their leaders then, Mithridates the Great defeated them and spread them to be the nomads they were once but hunted by the Archaeon armies. The ones which were caught were tamed by the men and subjected to many humiliations. It was those acts that the new breed of the Amazon warriors emerged,

“We serve no man, and no man will serve us.” That was their motto to survive. They could not reproduce on their own but they scout the worlds for worthy warriors and pro-create with them. If a boy was created, the child will be sent back to the father but if it was a girl, the child will be trained by them as warriors.

“Remember then, Scythian. You were once proud warriors and you can remain like that with your methods then.” Queen Penthesilea looked at the other Queen. “Your people infiltrated the worlds to take their designs. And their weapons. Do it once more. Leave the Frontier and pro-create the weapons we need.”

“I hear you said that the Trojans have the weapon that the others …” King Haliz raised the issue.

“They do but they won’t share. They have the weapons but it was more defensive. The offensive ones are limited. We have to source our own.” Queen Penthesilea said.

“Then why are we fighting for them?” King Haliz kept on his line of questions.

“Because it’s the one opportunity for us to win back our worlds and pride.” Queen Penthesilea looked at the gathered. “When will we ever get the war to exert our existence instead of hiding out here in the Frontier?”

“Do you want to remain here forever in this void of moons and planets that yield nothing for us?” Queen Penthesilea reminded the new allies. Her words were accepted and they agree with her.