Still Shirin's POV.

Chapter Eighteen: Who I'm I?

"What?" I asked, I understood yet I didn't. I always knew this creature was related to me somehow and that he (if you could even call it a he) was always following me for he was the one that was making me have the nightmare – he was the one that stabbed me!

"You were created by me. Before time had even started, you were with me in the Temple of Time, you, as well as being my 'child', you were my servant, that was your purpose of your existence. When time started I shot you and made you reside in a timeless, shapeless void until it was your time to take a Human form and carry out your orders. Seventeen years ago, a woman, your Human mother, became pregnant with you. However, with the way of fate, I gave you the chosen path of learning under warriors and masters of various arts. I decided that you shall not have any connection with your mother or any memory of your life before time, but it was I that guided you to the palace that night. When the Prince disrupted the natural flow of time, I was vanished into a void and I can only enter a time zone in this form. I knew this would happen and that is why I have sent you, Shirin. I told you that you were my servant, you were my assassin. I have sent you into this world to follow the Prince of Persia to then kill him and Princess Farah of India," the shadowy creature explained. I took in the words that I didn't want to know. I just sat, slightly frozen.

"What are you asking? I can't harm the people who have proved my closest friends," I murmured, my voice becoming shaky.

"Friends do not steal things off each other do they Shirin?" asked the Dahaka, I looked at his dark gaunt face. I shook my head. "No, they don't. So, why do you consider the two people that have stolen things from you as friends? You see; Shirin, the Dagger of Time and the Sword of Time belong to you, they are your weapons. The Staff that belonged to the Vizier? That too belongs to you, as does the Medallion. I created all these objects for you to help you with your duty, yet others have got their hands on them," said the Dahaka. I shook my head.

"I…I don't want to hear this, I don't want to know…go away!" I cried, I found myself getting up and running, I ran through the empty streets, trying to runaway from him…from it. I knew running was just pointless, it was an incarnation of fate! It knew all my moves before they even came in my head.

"There are many things you can run from in this world Shirin, but you can't run from me or the truth," the voice of Dahaka fluttered around. I clasped my hands on my head and shut my eyes, running blindly.

"No! SHUT UP! Get out of my head!" I screamed, almost on the brink of crying. I felt the feeling of teleportation. He was taking me somewhere, where?

I eased my eyes open and removed my hands from my head. I was in the Temple of Time, the place I had seen in my dreams, in my nightmares, I was in the yellow dress again. I was in a corridor, at one end was a turning and at the other was a open window. I heard steps, he was following me! My panicked thoughts raced in my head. I looked to my right, there was a large room but I would be trapped if I went in there…there was no where else to go. The footsteps were getting louder and I could here a loud drone of breathing. I then saw the window. Was I really going be so crazed and desperate that I would throw myself out of it? It seemed so as I found myself running like mad towards the window. I knew as I took the first step up to window that the Dahaka saw me. Before I knew it I was in a free-fall, the ground that had seemed quite distant approaching…but I blacked out before I made any impact with it. I knew this was just Dahaka manipulating my mind…

I eased my eyes open slowly and saw a grey ceiling. I was in a bed. I knew I could try and 'kill' myself as much as I like in that little world in my head…but it would never effect me here…or at least that was what I thought. I didn't notice the presence of a man taking notes in the room, he noticed that I was staring at him.

"Ah, you are finally awake Dipesh," he said. He was a mature man with lines on his face, the lines of his own and others' worries.

"What happened?" I asked, I noticed that I was wearing a night-dress-like garment…I hoped to God that it had been Farah that had changed me…

"You were outside all night and you passed out. The coldness appears to have got to you a bit so I suggest you just rest up for a while," he said, he must have been a doctor.

"Oh, okay," I murmured. The doctor appeared a little hesitant now. "What?" I asked.

"Well, Dipesh, you also have a number of bruises and a damaged wrist. You didn't get into a fight did you?" enquired the doctor, he was obviously embarrassed about asking with me being a woman and all.

"Do you honestly think that I got into a fight?" I asked quite plainly.

"Of course, I apologise, now I will be back in a little while to check on you," said the doctor and then left the room. I stared back at the ceiling. It appeared then, that the fabric between the timeless world and this world was becoming rather thin. Was I mad? What my mind finally shattered? I knew things now that I didn't want to know. I knew who I was. I was the daughter of the Dahaka, I was its servant and its assassin. He wanted me to kill the Prince but could I honestly do such a thing? I would never harm him or Farah. But now I knew I had my own reason to go to the Fountain of Sight. I needed to know what happened in the time that I never saw. I needed to what I was like before time. I needed to find my memories too.

Okay that's all, I had these ready ages ago but I couldn't update because my net and e-mail has all been messing up – so if anyone has e-mailed me recently then I haven't received or read it yet, I'm gonna try and fix my computer as soon as I can. ..