(One of the main reasons why I'm putting Farah in the story is because she appeared in the alternate ending; this is of course branching off from it. She wasn't completely my favorite character either, so I have mixed results. Well, I'll figure it out.)

One Last Chance:

Chapter Four

"There must be some way out of here," Kaileena stated, feeling over the brick walls of the cell.

The Prince quietly sat in the corner of the cell, beside the wooden plank of a bed. "Aren't you going to help me?" Kaileena asked, glancing in his direction.

The Prince stared at her for a moment, before shaking his head. "I… can't keep going like this. It wouldn't make a difference if we escaped, or just rotted here. I've tried numerous times to escape death, but it seems every time I do, it comes back. The old man was right, and I was arrogant,; I cannot change my fate."

Kaileena thought about the statement, but quickly shook her head. "I know it is difficult Prince, but are you going to allow what you've done up to this point to be for naught? You proved me, the Empress of Time, wrong about averting fate; can you not prove yourself wrong?"

Kaileena let the statement hang in the air as the Prince looked up her. "I can't; since the time I first held the Dagger of Time I was doomed. It's impossible."

She sighed and leaned against the wall opposite him, trying to think. The cell was silent for the next few minutes, before a hooded figure stopped before the cubicle.

"It really is you! To think you'd be in your own prison!" the man exclaimed while searching around in his cloak. He then took out a set of keys; quickly choosing one, he slid it through the small lock and turned it.

With a small creak, he pulled the rusted metal open and walked in.

Kaileena backed away, but the man shook his head and removed his hood. His face was boyish in appearance; bright green eyes stared into hair. His light brown hair was tied back in a ponytail.

He smiled slightly as he scanned the room. "I didn't think it was you, but you're finally back.

The Prince recognized the voice immediately; it belonged to his once childhood friend, Massoud. He quickly stood up and turned to the man. "Massoud!"

The man nodded. "It's nice to see you again, but we can go through our introductions and all of that later on; we have to go."

The Prince sighed. "Hold on, we need to free the other prisoners while we have the chance!"

Massoud shook his head. "It's too large a risk; soldiers will be upon us in minutes."

The Prince reluctantly nodded before exiting the cell. Massoud quickly and quietly closed the cell, locking it.

As they were about to continue, though, one prisoner spoke. "Wait! Please, could you hand those keys to me?"

Massoud glanced in the direction the voice spoke and gritted his teeth. "Oh, fine; here." He threw the keys to the cell and a slender hand caught them; unlocking the cell in haste.

The Prince felt the voice was familiar, but it was difficult to tell who it belonged to. The question was answered, though, when the person walked out.

It was a female, with a somewhat dark skin tone. She had short black with one small bang falling out before her eyes. She was wearing the normal prison garment the Prince had seen so rarely before.

"Farah!" he suddenly blurted out, catching her attention. "H- How did you know my name!" she suddenly replied. The Prince fell quiet. "Of course; since I stopped Kaileena from creating the Sands, I never unleashed them, so I never met her," he thought before shaking his head. "Never mind it," he stated.

Massoud and Kaileena glanced at him, but he just glared back, confirming he would explain later.

"Thank you, but what exactly did you have planned?" Farah asked, directing the question to Massoud. He snorted. "My plan didn't involve you, so you can go and get killed for all I care," he replied. Farah scowled. "How dare you! I was once an Indian princess before my father's empire was destroyed by the scoundrels of this country!"

Massoud was about to respond, but the Prince placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's all right; what's one more person?"

Massoud sighed. "Fine, but we must hurry." He then hurriedly trotted down the hallway, avoiding a few obstructions and spider webs.

Grasping and pulling a torch from its place, he signaled tem to come over. "What did you have planned?" the Prince asked, glancing around the hallway and corridor. Massoud walked over to the end of the hallway and crouched down. Dust flew up when he touched the brick wall. "I found a hidden pathway to the docks from this hallway."

He knocked on the wall twice before standing up. The wall suddenly began to shift towards them, revealing an opening on the side of the erupted wall.

Massoud nodded and slid into the opening, followed by Kaileena, Farah, and finally the Prince.

(So here we are, the fourth chapter done. I can't give a number now, and besides, I doubt it would be appropriate, right?)