Maeve sat in her room hunched over her spell book. After a full night of incantations and potion brewing and whispered words, all she could do was pray that her spell work.

"MAEVE!" Came a cry from just outside her door followed by three powerful knocks on her door that shook it in its frame. Oh yeah, must have worked.

She walked over and opened the door, Sinbad stood there, an expression of horror on his face. He grabbed her by the shoulders and hauled her up against him. "I had the worst dream. It felt so real." He held her tighter, closing his eyes and burying his face in her neck.

Maeve smiled and hugged him back. "It was no dream Sinbad, it was a memory. It happened and today we are going to prevent it from happening again."

"You? Died?" He said, his voice full of anguish.

"Yes, as did you and the rest of the crew. Multiple times. How much did the dream show you?" Maeve asked, her brow crinkling.

"Maeve! Sinbad!" Doubar called, charging out of his cabin. He came over to the both of them and grabbed them in a fierce hug. "Thank the heavens it was just a dream!

Bryn walked out of her cabin, a curious look on her face, "I dreamed the same thing. Could it be a prophecy?"

"In a way," Maeve responded. "More like a vision of what happened already and might happen in the future if everything doesn't go smoothly today. We don't have much time, so if you all don't want your worst nightmare to come true," She glanced at Sinbad. "I suggest you get this boat headed in the right direction." She moved her gaze from Sinbad and focused on the rest of them. "And then we all sit down and listen carefully. We have a lot of planning to do and only a few hours to do it in."

"Why couldn't you have said something last night?" Doubar asked.

"Because you all were dead last night." Maeve said matter of factly. "I have relived this day a few times already, it was time I made you all remember as well."

"Oh, that's why I was alive the next day in my dream." Forouz said, his scientific mind working in over drive.

Maeve just nodded.

"Alright crew, lets move!" Sinbad shouted.

~*~*~*~*~*~

A few hours later they were docking at the Island.

"We don't have time to explain to them what is going to happen. They wont understand or believe us and we don't have time to make them." Maeve told them.

"You all know the plan. Good luck." Sinbad said.

They all split, heading for their positions. Dermit was up in the sky, playing look out. The riders were coming.

Sinbad, Maeve and Doubar took the road to the right where they waited for eight of the horsemen to enter. Up above Maeve heard Dermit screech and knew that the riders had just come around the bend in the forest path.

~*~*~*~*~*~

On the other side, Bryn, Rongar and Forouz were setting up his explosive sticks in hopes that they could take out at least half if not all of the riders. With the sticks set in place they each took a spot on the road, and waited.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Sinbad positioned himself in front of the two Elders but within a good distance as to not raise alarm. Maeve was up the road a ways preparing to take out some of them with fireballs. Doubar was across the road from him, daggers at his side. Dermit gave another screech. The riders were here.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Forouz had spent most of the trip there wondering how to get his sticks to all light at once without the riders spotting him. His moment of genius came while walking through town. String was definitely the answer. He pulled out all of the exploding sticks he had, save one or two, and lined them across the road where the path split. He took the string and attacked it to each wick. Standing back he observed his handy work. 'Not bad Forouz old boy.' He chuckled to himself.

Above Dermit squawked, signaling his clue to light the fuse. No sooner had he lit the fuse, the riders rounded the corner. He dived behind the bushes and waited.

Seconds later the three front horsemen were passing the sticks, too intent on their targets, they never saw it coming. The first explosion went off sending them flying from their horses. The other two who had started down the other path were blindsided and thrown. The ten horses behind them were spooked and they reared up, refusing to go but their riders spurred them on. The seven who turned towards Forouz were in for a surprise as he lit his remaining stick and threw it at the group. It exploded in front of the last rider sending him to the ground with the rest of his fallen friends.

Bryn was ready for the riders, letting a spear fly through the air, taking out the lead. Rongar let two daggers fly through the air and hit the second and third Riders. The fourth lifted his hand to shoot the cross bow but was lifted out of his seat and hurled backwards toward the fifth rider. They were both knocked to the ground. Bryn went in to finish them off, unaware that the sixth rider had aimed his bow at her.

~*~*~*~*~

Maeve saw eight horsemen round the corner on her side. She threw two fireballs in succession before being forced to dive behind a barrel from flying arrows.

Sinbad saw the fireballs hit two of the horsemen, giving him his cue to push the two Elders behind some crates. "Get down!" He hollered at them, the Elders were too stunned to do anything else other then comply. Standing back up, Sinbad threw a spear, catching the lead rider and sending him to the ground.

Doubar was in the same stance on the other side and let a dagger fly, hitting the second one. Arrows from the rest of them forced the two brothers to dive to safety.

As the last three horsemen passed under the cloth overhang, Maeve threw a lightning bolt at the supporting pole, causing it to collapse and briefly trapping them underneath.

One horsemen still remained and it was quickly approaching a scared woman in the street. "SINBAD!" Maeve yelled, motioning towards the woman. She pulled her arm back, a fireball in her hand, and went to launch it. A light headiness passed over her and she slumped forward, the fireball hitting the ground. "I can't," She whispered, gasping for air.

~*~*~*~*~

"BRYN!" Forouz yelled, running towards her, "Look out!" He pointed towards the sixth rider.

Bryn's head snapped up in the direction of the rider just in time to see him raise his arm. She ran two steps before going into a roll, the arrow just grazing her arm. In that same instance Forouz had picked up a potted vase, hurled it at the rider, and surprisingly caught him in the head before he had the chance to fire off another arrow.

Standing up, Bryn shot Forouz a look of gratitude. At that time the two riders that Bryn had thrown off were just standing up and looking for revenge. "It's play time." Bryn whispered as Rongar and Forouz came over to back her up.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The last horseman had already passed Sinbad and was barreling down towards Doubar. Sinbad would never make it in time and there were no spears left to throw.

Thinking fast, Doubar lifted a heavy barrel and through it in the path of the rider. It deterred him long enough for Sinbad to spot a rope attached between the buildings that was used to hang merchandise on. Grabbing a hold of it, he swung around the horseman and picked the girl up, dropping her in Doubar's arms and landing next to them. The rider rode on.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

On the other side, Bryn and Rongar had just finished off the last two riders. "We should go see if Sinbad needs any help," Bryn said, her breath coming out in short gasps.

Rongar nodded and they headed off towards the sword-fighting match.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

As Maeve came closer, the two Elder's were just standing up. "Sinbad, the other three Elders, they must be in the front, where that rider is heading. You have to get to them." Maeve said, urgency in her voice. At that time the three riders who had been stuck under the overhang were just crawling out. "I can handle these guys. You and Doubar go."

Sinbad gave her an unsure look but nodded and raced towards the front of the town.

Maeve turned towards the last three as Bryn, Rongar and Forouz rounded the corner.

"Rongar! Quick! Sinbad and Doubar headed to the front to save the other Elders, you're the fastest one here." Maeve pleaded.

Rongar nodded and took off, catching up to them in no time, leaving the other three to finish off the riders.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Trying to get his attention, Sinbad called out to the rider, "Hey big guy! Over here!"

Momentarily off track, the rider turned to look at Sinbad. He raised his arm to fire off an arrow but a dagger dug itself into his back. His eyes widened in shock as he slipped off the horse and landed on the ground with a thud. The horse kept on riding.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Far above the sky, hidden among the stars, three women smiled and nodded their heads, weaving one single strand. In a pool of water sitting in a basin, the scene from the market played. However, it did not stop there as it usually did for this group. It continued and as it did another strand began. The events of this one day could not have ended in any other way for the breaking of the strand would have caused other strands to become unwoven, and man kind to die.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The sun was just rising above the ocean when Maeve woke up. She steeled herself against the knock she knew would come, but it never did. She heaved a big sigh of relief. Getting up, she dressed and headed above deck where she met Sinbad at the railing.

"Good morning Captain," Maeve greeted, smiling.

"Good morning Maeve," Sinbad said, a mischievous smile on his face. "What? No good morning kiss like the one you gave me the third time yesterday repeated itself?" He asked suggestively.

Maeve smiled, "You remembered that?" A blush tented her cheeks and she dropped her gaze.

"How could I forget." He said, placing two of his fingers under her chin and forcing her to meet his gaze. He waited patiently.

She didn't disappoint him. She reached up and laced her arms behind his neck, pressing her lips to his.

And for one brief moment time stopped.

The End.

p.s. In the background an irate woman was yelling, "You killed me with a fireball!?" but the happy couple didn't hear a thing.

Oh and the writer did change one minor detail. I added in something about a boy and a sorcerer but I don't remember where I was going with that so I cut it out. If you think I should add it back in then your thoughts on how I should do so are welcome.

A special "Thank You!!!" to those who reviewed, if you hadn't this would have NEVER gotten finished. I blame it on school and a bad case of writers block. I hope the ending met your expectations. Any constructive criticism is more then welcome, along with anything else you deem necessary. ;)



p.s.s: I proofread this thing but I cant always catch grammar mistakes. If anyone wants this job, by all means...