Lost Souls
Chapter 1
Sinbad felt a pain in his wrists as he slowly opened his eyes. Sinbad groaned softly. "Sinbad?" a voice called out to him breaking through the haze that threatened to overtake his mind. "What happened?" Sinbad asked as he stood up carefully examining the chains that bound his arms to the dank wall of the cell they were in. "I'm not sure." Maeve replied. Sinbad looked around examining his surroundings. He was chained to the wall in the far corner as was Maeve only she was in the center of the wall. A single candle lit the dark cell. "Where are the others?" Sinbad asked softly before closing his eyes trying to stop the pain that seemed to vibrate from every bone in his body. His mind betrayed him as he tried to remember what had happened to them. Sinbad looked up at Maeve confusion clearly written on his face. Maeve sighed. He had no idea what he'd done. Maeve looked away quickly. How could she tell him. "Maeve what is it? What happened?" Sinbad asked as he tried desperatly to remember. Then it came to him. Horrible images came flying at him threatening to overtake him. Sinbad gasped in realization. Allah what had he done. Images flooded his mind. They had come out of nowhere. Sinbad and Maeve had been in town gathering supplies. There was a scream from an alley. A child's scream. Half way down the alley they had attacked. Sinbad fought them off. He had them all when he heard a sound from behind him. He turned and struck cutting his saber deep into the cause of the noise. Maeve screamed as Sinbad's blade cut into the child. Sinbad reeled back in shock. "No!" he screamed realization dawning upon him. "Sinbad?" Maeve asked gently. She had seen the expressions on his face. He knew. Sinbad looked up at Maeve guilt etched across every feature of his young face. Sinbad returned his gaze to the floor. He couldn't bear to look at her knowing what he had done. More memories flashed through his mind. A mothers scream as her child was brutally cut down before her eyes. The woman running collapasing at Sinbad's feet cradeling the still life of a child robbed of his innocence. Sinbad dropped to his knees trying to comfort the woman. The woman slapped him across the face. The sharp sting of a woman who had just lost a child makeing it's way into the very depths of his heart and soul. "You monster" the words rang through his head over and over. Maeve came up behind him taking his arm leading him away. "What happened after we left Maeve?" Sinbad whispered. His mind betrayed him yet again. His last memory was of the child laying bleeding in his mother's arms. And the look in the mother's eyes. A haunted look. The look of a woman who had just seen her baby cut down by a ruthless killer. That's what he was a ruthless killer. Of all the lives he had ruined this had ben the most devastating. He had always thought that the men he had killed had deserved to die but now he realized how wrong he was. He had not only killed killers like himself but innocents. Throughout his life he had brought only death. First his parents...Lea...Mustafa...and now a child...an innocent who never had the chance to live before his life was brutally ripped away from him. Sinbad closed his eyes letting the darkness overtake him once again. Maeve's voice calling to him from the distance but fading like all things did. Images flashed before him faster and faster some blurred some clear but all horrifying. Images of friends, enemies...all had one thing in common...he had killed them all. Sinbad shook his head trying to clear his mind of the memories. Nothing helped. The images kept coming...taunting him. And then it stopped. The images vanished and all was dark. Sinbad found himself in a pit. He was suspended in midair by some unknown force. There was no beginning nor end that he could see. Just darkness...and the images. Those haunting images had returned getting worse each second that flew by. Voices screaming at him...blaming him. The images of how he had last seen them...blood everywhere. Faces twisted in agony as each one took their last breath. His fault...it was all his fault. And then the most startling image of all. His crew...his family. Sinbad screamed out. It couldn't be happening they weren't dead. "Yes Sinbad we are. And it's all your fault...all your fault" Sinbad eyes snapped open, sweat dripping from his face. He looked up fear etched across his face as he searched for Maeve but to no avail. She wasn't there. "Maeve!" he called out just as the door opened and a body was tossed inside the cell. "No!" Sinbad screamed instaniously recognizing who it was. "Maeve!" he cried as he crawled to her side. Sinbad rolled Maeve over carefull and let out a gasp of shock at what he saw. Blood flowed to freely down one side of her beautiful face. Her right eye was swollen slightly and bruises adorned most of her body. Sinbad felt a chill run up his body for he knew he was the cause of her pain. Sinbad gently cradeled Maeve in his lap. The door of the cell was thrown open and several forms were thrown in. "Sinbad?" One called out. Sinbad looked up and seeing Doubar and the rest of teh crew let out a sight of relief. At least now she had a chance. Once he was out of teh way no longer able to bring misery into their lives. He was a failure and needed to leave them. It was the only way they would have a chance. Sinbad moved away from the crowd as Firouz bent to examine the sorceress. Firouz drew in his breathe as he saw the bruises on the young woman's body. "Sinbad what happened?" Sinbad was merely mumbling "it's all my fault" over and over. Doubar looked from Maeve to Sinbad and went to his brothers side. Sinbad was just staring at the floor refusing to make eye contact with anyone merely mumbling that it was his fault over and over. "Lil brother?" Doubar asked gently then with more force when Sinbad didn't respond. Doubar grabbed Sinbad by the shoulder and gently shook him. Still no response came. "Sinbad" Doubar called a little more forcefully now. "What happened?" Doubar asked. Still no response came from Sinbad. Doubar grabbed Sinbad by the chin bringing his face up from the floor. What Doubar saw in his eyes shocked and scared him. That was not his brother but some tortured soul. His eyes had a haunted look about them. There was no hope in those eyes. What had happened to cause Sinbad to loose hope so quickly? "Firous how's Maeve?" Doubar called behind him. "It's not good. She's been beaten badly. Any idea what happened?" Firouz responded never taking his eyes off the sorceress. "I'm not sure but whatever it was...it was bad." Doubar replied.
To Be Continued....
Diclaimer: I don't own the Adventures of Sinbad or any of the characters please don't sue me i'm just a poor sap with only this computer and my dog and the comp doesn't work that well and the dog's insane so i doubt you'd want either of them. Comments are welcome as always actually they're a must cause um well i might get lazy and not do chapter two then.