Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Prince of Persia games or the companies that make them.
A/N: (still in a stupor, even though the Prince has now put on another shirt)
Prince: I guess I'll write this chapter, then!
Ancient-v: NUUUUU! You'll screw it all up!
Prince: That's what I thought.
Resurrected
Chapter 15
The Vampires spent the next day sleeping and lounging in their cabin. The Prince knew the Captain didn't want to lose any more of his crewman, he just hoped that Bob had more sense than he looked like he did; because no news had come to them about the feeding arrangements.
'Not believing in myths is one thing,' Kamal thought while lying on his bunk around the afternoon, 'But when you see the fangs for yourself, it's best to believe.'
(later that night)
The Prince was beginning to feel hunger pangs again. It wasn't as bad as the last time, but he did need to find the Captain and tell him he needed blood.
Arsalan and Roya dismissed the thought of feeding, probably because they didn't need to feed as much as he did. Even though he had reached Vampiric adulthood, his needs were a little greater than that of his friends'.
He lithely stood from his bed with a cat-like grace and went to find Bob.
(top deck)
Fortunately, he found the Captain at the wheel.
"Excuse me," He started, and the Captain turned to look at him. The human's eyes widened and he produced a crucifix from his cloak, trembling and holding it out at the Vampire. Kamal simply raised his brow.
"What is this supposed to be?"
"It's a crucifix, you filthy beast! If you touch it, you'll burn into flames!" Bob replied.
The Prince still had his eyebrow raised.
"But who says I'm going to touch it? Besides, I think I would know what dangers can befall me already. My friend has told me of them."
"Has he now?" The Captain asked sarcastically. Kamal shook his head, looking down at the wooden deck and back up at the human.
"I just wanted to apologize about last night. I know you're afraid of me, but that's something natural with all humans. They fear what they don't understand-"
"And I'm supposed to fear what I don't understand? I understand you perfectly, Vampire; you prey on the innocent and kill them like sheep or fowl, stalking them before you pounce and feed upon them like they are nothing. How do you expect me to be used to you or your friends?" Bob snarled. The Prince sighed, touching the tip of one of his fanged teeth with his tongue.
"I don't expect anything from you other than for you to get my friends and I to Babylon, and for you to give us blood. I know you don't want any more of your crewman ending up as our dinner and I know you would rather bleed them than have them killed. Which will it be?" The Prince asked. The human remained silent.
"Look, even if I reached Vampire adulthood the other day, I can't control my nature very well yet. Once again, I am sorry for killing your crewman. I didn't want to, because I have more human nature than most Vampires-"
"Alright."
Kamal raised his eyebrows, then lowered them and sighed with relief. "We have to drink at least a third of a gallon of blood each day."
"You'll only be on this boat for about another week before we reach Babylon."
"You're sure?"
"Aye."
"Thank you. Please send the blood to our cabin in ten minutes at the most." Kamal replied, then began briskly walking away.
"I never thought I'd come to terms with a Vampire." The Captain's voice stopped him, and the Vampire turned around. "But I did. You're a reasonable one, at least. Not like others."
"I thought you said you haven't seen any other Vampires but myself and my friends?" The Prince asked.
"I haven't, but I imagine any others would be uncontrollable beasts." Bob laughed.
(cabin)
Arsalan and Roya were awake now that they had smelled the blood goblets that had been brought into the room by one of the crewman. He handed one to each of the Vampires and they drank hungrily.
"Hm," Roya paused, "How did you come to terms with the Captain?"
"I don't know. I told him that if he didn't want anymore dead people on board then he'd better give us blood."
"That's a good threat. Hands on deck are important, we should start threatening him for gold and stuff." Arsalan said, but Roya smacked him upside the head.
"Arsalan." The Prince said quietly.
"What? It's a good way to get rich."
"We've already scared him to death, he actually had a crucifix when I went up there to talk with him." Kamal replied.
"Crucifix?" Arsalan asked confusedly.
"Yes, Arsalan; a crucifix. A portable cross. Obviously you didn't tell me about that one, because he told me Vampires burst into flames when they touch it." Kamal replied, swirling around his goblet of blood before taking a sip.
"…Cool." Arsalan said. "Did you touch it?" The Prince gave him a look as he gulped down a mouthful of blood. "…Oh. Right. You would have burst into flames."
"The Captain said we have about another week before we reach Babylon." Kamal said, watching the stilled blood in his goblet. "We'll have to do with sleeping during the day and drinking blood from cups until then."
"Who made you boss?" Arsalan asked. Silence overcame the room, and they remained perfectly still as their eyes moved from side-to-side to glance at one another.
"You're alpha." Roya suddenly spoke out, smiling gently. The Prince looked up from his goblet at her.
"…What?" He asked her.
"Alpha, you know; as in 'leader'?" She replied. Kamal narrowed his eyes.
"I thought that was the kind of thing with wolves." He said. Roya shook her head.
"They're like that with any predator."
"Just because I told you how long we're going to be here doesn't mean I'm an alpha Vampire." The Prince said, taking a drink of his blood.
"I can sense it in you, your royal blood is winning out and is making you the leader of the three of us." Roya said.
"O…k." Kamal said. "…Have you been drinking something we should know about?"
"No!" Roya countered, looking hurt. "Other than blood, that is."
Suddenly, the ship began to rock violently and shake like an earthquake was occurring. Kamal jumped up and ran out of the cabin, his two friends following. They ran to the upper deck and found every crewman there, frantically trying to find out what the problem was. Kamal scented out the Captain and found him at the wheel, as usual.
The wind was blowing harshly and the water was violently tossing huge waves against the sides of the ship, but the Prince sensed something else was wrong.
"What's going on!" He shouted over the storm. Bob desperately turned the wheel this way and that as he tried to maneuver the boat through the perilous waters.
"I don't know!" Bob yelled. "It's like something is hitting the bottom of the ship!"
"What do you mean!" Kamal screamed.
Suddenly, a huge and very nasty looking serpentine sea-monster arose out of the water and roared at them, and the Prince's eyes widened. He looked back at the Captain, who had the same expression and replied.
"I see what you mean!" He shouted and he and his friends drew their respective weapons.
A/N: …Cliffy.
Prince: Bad author, bad!
Ancient-v: PLEASE R&R!