Love, War, and Time
Chapter 14: Betrayal to Babylon
Farah awoke next to the Prince. They were still in the magical cavern laying on the various pillows covered by a white Lenin sheet. Her mind wondered to last night. Passionate. Her feelings to the Prince of Persia was nothing that she'd ever imagined. She sat up holding the sheet to her still bare chest. The Prince was sleeping peacefully. She noticed the glow in the Princes arm was exceedingly dim. She reached over to him brushing his hair slowly from him face, so not to wake him. She smiled. He was nothing of the man she thought he was. There was something true and good about him. He was so warm, kind, and gentle to her. Farah leaned down and kissed his lips softly lingering for but a moment. "Kakolookiyam." She whispered softly. The Prince groaned turning on his back as everything around them began to fade. They were still in the dark, silent, lifeless tomb. Farah stood and dressed herself. She walked over to Dagger of Time and picked it up along with his sword. She knew she had to do this alone. She was so close to the Tower of Dawn. Farah took off her medallion setting it down on the stone. She looked back one last time as the Prince and then she rushed off to try and stop Zurvan. "Wake up, Prince." The Prince groaned hearing the Dark Prince inside of him pushing in out of his sweet dream. "Farah?" The Prince said sitting up rubbing his eyes. "Well, its about time you opened your eyes. I was getting bored." The Dark Prince complained. The Prince looked around him. He was in the tomb, it was as if everything that happened- the magical cavern, Farah, their love- was just a dream. "Farah!" The Prince said slowly getting off the tomb he was laying. The Prince looked down seeing he was clothed and not wet. "What happened?" He asked looking around. "What are you talking about?" The Dark Prince sighed annoyed. How could the Dark Prince not know? Was he really there in that magical cavern with Farah, his love. Or what is a dream they both shared. The Prince walked over to the stone podium where his sword and the Dagger where supposed to be but only Farah's warm glowing medallion was there in replacement. "Oh no." The Prince said picking up the item. "That little bitch! She's trying to take on Zurvan all by herself. She's going to try and control the sands. She didn't need you." The Dark Prince spat. "Why would she betray me?" The Prince said walking to a doorway. "I told you she was a burden and now look, we don't even have the Dagger. Zurvan will most likely take it from her and leave us here to rot!" "That's not true. Farah wouldn't do that." The Prince said defending her. "Now its my turn to take matters into my own hands." The Prince felt the pressure in his arm building. The transformation came faster then he had anticipated. The Dark cloud came and with it the change. The Prince panted falling to his knees. The Dagger tail blade snaked on the floor as if looking for something to kill and destroy. The Prince felt the infectious dark powers in his hands. He smiled feeling stronger then ever before. "Now, stay focus. We have some company." The Dark Prince said in a low voice enjoying the excitement that was on the way. The Prince felt confident in the battle he was walking into. When he turned down the hall and walked up a few broken staircase to a balcony outside, the balcony was filled with sand monsters. "Perfect." The Prince smiled and jumped up with a war cry swing the Dagger-tail blade beheading a few sand monsters who were close enough. The monsters ran over to the Prince trying to overthrow him. The Prince jumped up and defended himself from the sand monster to his left. He had never fought so mercilessly ever in his life. And the dark power in him only helped him deal the deathly blows to his enemies. The monsters dissolved into sand dust. The fight only lasted five minutes yet the Prince felt ready for even more then the worthless sand monsters. He felt ready for Zurvan himself. "Impressive, Prince. I didn't think you had that type of ruthlessness in you." The Dark Prince congratulated. A pebble from above clattered to the ground next to the Prince. He looked up seeing Farah moving quickly. "Damn it, she's ahead of me." The Prince cursed. "Don't fret my friend, you have me on your side. I know a way; we'll be at the tower before she gets there." The Dark Prince said reassuringly. "Good, lead the way." The Prince responded. The Prince didn't know why he was listening to this evil being inside of him but somehow in a small way he trusted him. He had saved him life many times over and he could be useful. Once he corrected his wrongs he would find a way to rid of this being. The Prince made his way up atop the Tower of Dawn. He felt Zurvan's power along with an awful sense of dread. He questioned himself as he ruthlessly took down the Sand Monsters before him. He could feel the being inside of him strengthen. But what really bothering him was Farah's betrayal. 'How could she?' He asked over and over in his head. 'After everything they went through.' His heart secretly ached for her. He thought that once this was over he could just take her hand and she would be his. Man and wife. But that dream of uniting two kingdoms and a passionate marriage was gone like the magical night in the cavern. The Prince climbed a ladder leading to a upper room. The Prince stopped on the ladder looking eye level at the floor littered with large heavily armed Sand Monsters. "Hmm, Looks like Zurvan is pulling out all the stocks to protect the Hourglass Without a second thought the Sand monsters reacted to this and attacked. The Prince felt the Dagger tail snake to the floor as he readied himself but when he was about to attack Farah flipped gracefully over a sand monster then fell down from a blow that her injured forearm. "Farah." The Prince gasped and pressed his back to the pillar. "Oh, come now Prince. It's a little late to be worrying about Farah, We have a Mission. Don't forget your Mission!" The Dark Prince snared. The Prince swallowed his fear replacing it with anger. The Prince, with a mighty cry, leaped over Farah who laid on the ground in a defensive position and with the same ruthlessness began cutting down his enemies. The Dagger Tail sliced, beheaded, and torn his enemies to pieces. Once the room was void of the dark creature the Prince stood panting looking to Farah across the room. She slowly looked up without fear but with a sure fire in her eyes. The Prince could she that she didn't recognize him by the deathly look in her eyes. To kill. Farah stood holding the Dagger and the Prince's broadsword in her hand. Her grip and stance was steady and sure. The Prince thought fast at what he was going to say. What could he really say? "Farah, lower your weapon." The Prince stated. "How do you know my name, demon? Have you been following me? Or are you working for Zurvan?" Farah said hard. "You asked me my secret." The Prince said looking down a moment. It was silent. "What have you done to him?" Farah growled running to the Prince attacking him. The Prince quickly whipped the Dagger Tail over his head block Farah's attack. The Prince felt the dark power slipped from him. The cloud about his arm burned savagely. "Ahh!" The Prince cried loudly. BANG!! The floor beneath Farah began to crumble, below the Hourglass glowed, and Zurvan was there. "Ah, the Prince and Princess finally decide to show their faces." The glowing sand demon grinned. Farah looked at the Prince seeing him transforming, being engulfed in the dark cloud and then emerging as his former self. Farah suddenly fell but she held fast to the Dagger. "Farah, No!" The Prince shouted diving to her. "Get away from me!" Farah screamed as the Prince held fast to her forearms, blooding smearing his hands. "I wanted to tell you, but you have to understand." The Prince said pulled her. Zurvan fired a blast and Farah slipped from the Prince's grip. She quickly threw the Dagger to him as the Zurvan caught her in his arms. "Ah, yes." He chuckled. "You'll make a perfect queen." "If you dare tough her!" The Prince growled gripping the Dagger. "Ha, as if you'll do something to stop me." Zurvan smiled floating away from him. "NOOO!" Farah screamed reaching for the Prince. "Farah!" The Prince cried running as close to the edge of the crumbled floor as he possibly could. "I'll come back for the Dagger boy! Until then you'll have to deal with the Dahaka." Zurvan laughed before vanishing in a gold flash. "Farah." The Prince cried collapsing to his knees. "Get up Prince, this is your own fault!" The Dark Prince ordered. "We have to hurray to Babylon while we still have the Dagger of Time. The Dahaka is coming! Unless you want to be dead I suggest you move you ass!"" The Dark Prince seethed. The Prince quickly swallowed his emotions and just as he was about to stand . . . . BOOOOM! The walls about him collapsed in a haze of dust, stone, and metal. The Prince fell but quickly recovered by grabbing onto a banner pole that erected from the wall. The Prince recklessly flipped in his hast and landed hard on the marble floor possible breaking a rib. When he turned the large dark figure that was the Dahaka stood before him. The dark cloud of death filled the room. "Run, Prince!" The Dark Prince ordered. The Prince turned and ran for the hole in the wall where he and Farah originally started. He sprinted through the oasis. The Princes heart pounded with fear and so many emotion that he had to put on hold. He could feel the ground beneath him quake with the Dahaka hot on him heels.
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