Disclaimer: I don't own Ubisoft, any of the companies that make the POP games, or the POP games in general. Put bluntly, I don't even own the word 'nothing'. Also, I don't own any quotes from, "The Divine Secrets of The Ya-ya Sisterhood"…

A/N: New character in this chapter! He's going to be pretty important to the Prince, too.

Resurrected

Chapter 4

A bare-chested, blood-red and black-streak haired, black cloak wearing Vampire with one gold earring, black leather pants and a thinly chained gold necklace with a black ankh tip-toed through the hall to the turning chambers. He'd smelled something very interesting going on in there, and he wanted to find out what it was. His red eyes glinted with curiosity. A rumor had been going around that a Prince of Persia was in the Palace. He had always wanted to meet royalty! And bloody hell, what if the Prince was being turned into a Vampire like him? He came upon the huge, iron door to the turning chambers and grinned.

He stopped in mid-step, ears perking up. His nose told him that a certain black-clad bitch was coming down the hall towards him, and he didn't like it. He looked about desperately for an exit, and he was reminded that he was standing right in front of the turning room's doors. He brightened and opened the door before Shahdee turned the corner to see what he was doing, fled into the room, and locked it behind him. He turned around and his mind raced at what he saw. There he was, the Prince, lying atop one of the stone-flat tables.

But something was wrong.

The Prince was panting, sweat was forming on his forehead, and his red eyes were dull. The red and black haired Vampire knew what was wrong with him, this newly born Vampire hadn't fed since his awakening.

"Hey, you hold on a minute and I'll be back with some blood, alright?" He said. The Prince replied with pained hiss. Unfortunatley, the other Vampire had completely forgotten about Shahdee in his excitement to meet the Prince. He hastily pushed open the door and rushed out with important intentions…

And collided into Shahdee, making them both fall onto the floor.

"Just what in the hell do you think you're doing, Arsalan!" She yelled. Arsalan quickly got up off of her and hissed at her with defiance.

"Nothing I would care about you knowing, slut!" He hissed. Shahdee narrowed her eyes.

"If I find you in there again, I'll knock you into the middle of next week!"

"And I'll kick your sorry ass on Thursday," (A/N: That's why I added something to the disclaimer.) Arsalan snarled, "Now go away! I'm not up to anything and even if I were, you wouldn't have the right to go sticking your little nosy nose in my business anyway!"

Shahdee glared at him as she slowly started to walk away. Arsalan waited until she stopped looking at him and he thrust his fist up into the air, giving a silent cheer. Shahdee spun around to face him again, and Arsalan raised an eyebrow as he waved to her.

"What, didn't I tell you to leave! Goodbye, slut!" He waved her away. He waited until she was gone and turned around to head for the feeding chambers.

(5 minutes later)

Arsalan pushed open the heavy door to the turning chambersdragging a very unconscious human by the neck in one handand rushed to the Prince's side, pulling the body up onto the top of the stone slab. He positioned the neck by the Prince's mouth and urged him to feed.

"Come on, bite it! Anywhere, it doesn't matter! You need blood!" Arsalan begged.

"What… do you…mean…bite?" The Prince asked hoarsely.

"Your fangs, use your fangs! Bite him with your fangs."

"I…have f-fangs?"

"Yes, you have fangs! You know what, screw this." Arsalan ripped a deep gash into the neck of the human.

"Open your mouth." He instructed.

"Why…?"

"JUST OPEN IT!" Arsalan cried. The Prince hesitantly did as he was told and opened his mouth, revealing his gleaming white teeth and fangs. Arsalan aimed the blood that was now starting to pour from the victim's neck into the Prince's mouth.

Once the warrior tasted blood, he instantly wanted more. He hissed, shoving the other Vampire away and sat up, holding the human down against the stone and bit into the neck, the blood he needed so badly flowing much easier than it had when he was lying down. He fed for a few more minutes until the body was drunk dry. He gasped loudly for a breath of air when he broke away from his feed, and panted softly.

"I…I'm sorry, I…I don't know what came over me." The Prince said quietly. Arsalan smiled.

"That's okay, I'm a Vampire too. My name's Arsalan." He said.

"Lion…are you fierce, then?"

"Yep. My parents named me right." He said, laughing. "What's your name, Prince?"

"How did you know I'm a Prince?" He asked. Arsalan shrugged.

"I can smell the royalty in you." He said. The Prince looked at his new friend.

"My name……………is Kamal."

A/N: YAY! Now I don't have to always say "the Prince" or, "warrior"…hey, "Kamal" sounds like "Camel"!

Prince: I…I get a name? (tears of joy fall from eyes)

Ancient-v: Awww…well, please Review!