Chapter 1: Who Is She?
"Why won't it budge?" he repeated as he desperately hit the stone cold wall that seconds before had been a passage. "Here"
He turned around to see Kale with a hand-bomb "you might want to step away from there though". Sinbad smiled grateful; he always pulled him out of trouble.
Sinbad backed away from the wall as Kale smiled back before throwing the bomb at the wall. He covered his face with his arm and smirked at the effectiveness of the explosion. "Remind me to get one of those" he said running to reach the passage.
"By the way, you should be more careful where you leave this" Kale threw Sinbad his knife, which he caught just before entering the room. "I'll go get the crew while you go play hero"
The bloody thing had already got him in enough trouble; he was not going to leave it behind as carelessly as before. He entered the passage and blindly followed through, searching for the place she had disappeared into.
He held the knife tightly, expecting the worst. His pulse rushed as he got into a stone room dark as the night.
Cautious, he climbed what he managed to make out was a staircaise in front of him. From atop the stairs he saw a faint green glow, indicating him the way he had to follow.
Before he could climb the stairs completely, the green light went off.
"Crap! Damned woman, getting in trouble at a time like this" he whispered to himself as he climbed the stairs faster. He finally arrived to the final step and went through the door frame. Silently he looked around, and found himself inside a small room with a single window which allowed him to finally see.
Suddenly the door behind him close shut while from inside a green glow the witch herself began to materialize. His grip on the knife tightened. "You fool, thinking you can defeat me; the weapon that you carry will serve for nothing, if against you"
Sinbad went quiet, he hadn't really thought about what he was going to do in this kind of situation. "Whatever you intend to do will be of no use, for here is your precious princess" she said pulling her robe towards her.
He looked at the girl, she lay on the cold floor, immobile. Sinbad looked back at the witch menacingly but when he was about to strike her with his knife the witch vanished with a wicked laugh.
He looked around him to check her gone. Once he had made sure she was not there anymore, he kneeled to the princess' side. He could only stare silently; he had failed to fulfill his part of the deal.
Sinbad heard steps rushing his way, they stopped at a safe distance from where he was kneeling, he knew they shared his grief and were just as reluctant as him to believe what they were witnessing, even for the shortest time she had been part of the crew as well.
He finally stretched his arm reaching for her and removed her golden curls off her face. He knew it was selfish of him, disturbing her rest just to let him see her one last time but he needed to apologize to her before letting her go.
As he removed them from her face he frowned. Her skin wasn't any paler nor cold to touch, he neared his ear to her nose. To the crew's surprise he lifted her away from the cold stone, and carried her outside the small room. "Sinbad, what…? Please, just let her go, she's-"
"-breathing Kale, we need to find her aunts, NOW!" he said menacingly.
He went down the stairs to where her bed was and let her down on it before rushing out the room with his crew following not far behind. "Rat, you stay here and make sure she keeps breathing"
N: I'm retaking this story, at last.