Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Prince of Persia games or the companies that make them.

A/N: I know, I posted an author's note about the Okapi thing and…now I feel guilty. Anywho, away from the bad things and into a new chapter! BTW, this fanfic is almost over so I need some faithful reviews!

Ocecat: Thank you! I'm sorry about the poor little Okapi! He was just there, munching on some grass and minding his own business…but when he saw me he thought "Oh, shit!" lol…but hungry Vamps and innocent Okapis just don't mix…sadly enough…(sings) what a wonderful world it would be!

Resurrected

Chapter 14

After a couple more day's worth of trudging through dense trees and tropical brush, they had made it to the beach. Luckily, it was night time when they got there and they didn't have to worry about the heat.

The ship almost looked exactly like the one the Prince had captained a long time ago, except for the fact that the sails were dark navy blue and the wood was jet black. A large flag blew in the wind at the top deck, and had a picture of a lion behind two crossed swords.

All three of them thought it was strange that the Empress Fereshteh hadn't sent someone to look for them.

Or had she?

"Ahoy there!" (A/N: (snorts) Very original…) A dark-clothed man greeted them as he let down a makeshift bridge for them to board. "My name's Arsalan."

The Vampiric Arsalan raised a brow, looking like he was about to attack the man.

"Arsalan, no. Um, excuse me. Is there anything else we can call you other than your real name? Our friend's name is Arsalan as well." Kamal said politely.

"Oh, well in that case you can call me-"

"DO NOT…" Arsalan started, snarling, "…Say 'Arse'." He threatened as he stepped aboard the ship with the other two Vampires. The human Arsalan gave Kamal a questioning look.

"Can we just call you Bob?" The Prince asked, a little bit of fang showing as a threat.

(later that night)

"Bob?" Roya started, "Why Bob?" She asked while she, Kamal and Arsalan made their beds for the night

"Because I'm hungry and tired, which makes me pissed. If I don't get to feed soon I'm going to have to kill someone on this ship." The Prince growled.

"Geez, someone's grumpy. Go tell…Bob," Arsalan snickered softly, "That you're a Vampire and you need blood. Oh, and get some for us too. But don't be too mean about it, or he'll piss his pants again like the last time you threatened him cuz I could smell it." He yawned. "I'll finish your bed for ya." He added. Kamal sighed loudly and gave him a friend-to-friend punch on the arm as he exited the room.

"Thanks, Arsalan." He called behind him.

Arsalan rubbed his arm. "Ow." He complained. Roya laughed softly.

(Top deck)

The Prince looked about for…Bob…eagerly. And, if you stretch it, almost frantically. He hadn't fed in two days since the Okapi and he was starting to get desperate. His Vampiric nature told him to find blood immediately as his vision automatically went into heat-sense. He cursed and tried to change it back to his normal vision, but he couldn't. Now, it was harder to find who he was looking for; and he silently wished he had remembered the Captain's scent.

He couldn't take it anymore.

The predator in him was driving his human nature away and his mind became filled with violent intentions. His clawed fingers twitched and he jerked uncontrollably.

Desperate to feed, he stalked over to the man nearest him and swiped at his back with his sharp claws, causing his prey to cry out. He crouched down and quickly bit the man in the throat, missing the jugular in his haste. The man died slowly due to the inaccuracy of the bite, and Kamal fed like he'd never fed before.

Once his need for blood began to fade away, his normal plane of thought returned and he remembered to bring blood back for his friends.

He tugged on the back of the man's shirt with his fangs and grabbed an arm with his clawed hands, dragging his kill down the stairs and to he and his friends' cabin.

He received many odd stares on his way, which he replied to with a deep rumbling growl.

(Cabin)

"Where is he?" Arsalan groaned. His question was soon answered when the door slammed open and a Persian Vampire Prince dragged a very dead human into the room. Roya gasped and Arsalan's eyes were slightly wide as the man was dropped to the damp floor.

"I know, I know…" Kamal started, "But…Bob was nowhere in sight and my stomach was growling something fierce."

Silence overcame the room.

"Works for me." Arsalan and Roya said in unison.

(one night later)

The three Vampires were snugly sleeping in their bunks, ears perking involuntarily every now and then. Suddenly, violent knocking began to sound on their cabin door.

"What in the…hell?" Arsalan cursed as he sat up quickly, but bashed his head against the bottom of Roya's bunk above him. "Shit! Would somebody PLEASE see what asshole is banging on the damn door!" He cried. The Prince on the other side of the small room hissed and got up, walking to the door and opening it before their peace-disturber could disturb them any further.

It was the Captain.

"I-I know what you did! Y-you're monsters, all th-three of you!" Bob stuttered. The Prince sighed, easily grabbing the hysteric man by the collar and pulling him inside. He slammed the door behind him and folded his arms, blowing stray hair out of his face. (A/N: (sings) He's too sexy for his shirt, too sexy for his shirt, so sexy it hurtsssss!)

The terrified man fell into a trembling ball in the corner of the room as Kamal began to explain.

"Yes," The Prince started, sighing, "I killed one of your crewman. I'm sorry. But, YOU were nowhere in sight and I WOULD have asked you for some blood, but I couldn't find you. Where exactly were you when I was looking for you?"

"What…what are you?" Bob asked softly.

"You still haven't answered my question." The Prince replied. The Captain continued to shake.

Kamal bit his lip, looking up at the ceiling momentarily before looking back down at the frightened man.

"We're Vampires."

Silence.

"But I…I thought Vampires were only myths…" Bob stuttered.

"You saw the fangs, didn't ya?" Arsalan cut in. The Captain looked at the streak-haired Vampire, then back to Kamal. The Prince fully bared all of his teeth, including his fanged ones.

"I…I don't believe it. I'm just…seeing things." The Captain trembled.

"Well then," Kamal started, grabbing the man by the collar again and throwing him outside.

"You'd best see things out there on the Ocean and do your job. If you don't get us to Babylon…" He paused, clicking his fangs to his bottom teeth to emphasize his threat,

"You'll regret it."

A/N: (still singing) He's too sexy for his shirt, too sexy for his shirt, so sexy it hurtsssss…

Prince: (rips shirt off)

Ancient-v: (jaw drops, stares)

Prince: Um…maybe that was a bad idea. PLEASE REVIEW!