Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Prince of Persia games or the companies that make them.
A/N: Am I the only one that thinks Kamal's friends are on that ship? You'll just have to find out…
Ocecat: God of War looks amazing! The combat style looks so unique and the detailed graphics along with the delicious sounds they put in the game always make me lick my lips every time I watch a review for the game! If you have G4 on your TV and have seen the review of the game of X-Play, then you'd know what I'm talking about. This looks like one of those games that'll be a legendary PS2 game. That, and the demo of the game is kind of like Prince of Persia: Warrior Within! (both on ships in the middle of the ocean) …That was certainly a long review response.
Resurrected
Chapter 29
"How do you know I'm not just going to jump ship?" The Vampire asked the Huntress and her two guards. As if speaking too soon, Nefertari produced a humiliating-looking; spiked iron collar with a long chain. A reinforced, leather handle was at the end of the chain for the holder to take grasp on. The Prince's eyes dilated.
"You've got to be kidding me." He said dryly.
"Sorry," Nefertari replied in the same tone, "No kidding around here." The guards held the Vampire down as she threw the collar over his head. His muzzle had been long removed before he'd had his little…feeding frenzy…the night before.
Hissing with anger as the iron was clamped tightly around his throat by the guards, he swallowed to try and get rid of the feeling of being choked. The long spikes adoring the sides of the cruel device only emphasized the agony that would come if the wearer tried to take it off, impaling his hand on the spikes in the process of freeing himself.
"That collar was specifically designed to hold Vampires, Prince. There is magical power imbedded in the iron, you will not get it off without my help or the captain's." Nefertari said with a malicious giggle. He narrowed his eyes and bared his fangs at her while a low growl escaped his throat. She yanked on the chained leash and he yelped like a terribly frustrated hound.
"Come, Prince." She mocked, treating him like a dog as he begrudgingly followed her out of his cell and up onto the upper deck.
"If I ever get out of this collar, keep in mind of the things you'd think I would do to you." Kamal hissed coldly. Nefertari smirked.
"But you won't. And you'd best hold you tongue, beast; or I'll have another of those nasty darts implanted into your head." She warned threateningly.
As the Huntress and her captive walked up the creaky, wooden stairs and onto the top deck, the Vampire watched the crewman laugh at him like he was a bound wolf chained to a tree. Not being able to hold in his anger and thinking he had enough chain to attack one of the men, he lunged at one of them and let out a tremendous roar when Nefertari laughed wickedly and pulled his chained leash backwards, choking him and leaving him clawing at the air between his target. The crewman that would have been dead had the Egyptian Princess not grasped the hunter's leash and pulled it back, gasped in fear and stumbled backward.
"Oh, and if you try to bite someone, your neck will get impaled by the spikes if you lean too low. So I advise you'd best not try anything like that either." The Princess snarled.
Kamal bristled, claws aching to rip his captor to shreds.
(on the invading ship)
Two Vampires stood at the top deck, the male Vampire holding a telescope outwards to view the incoming ship they were about to attack. The normally comic man was actually being serious for once. To his side, a Vampiress with a white button-up top and a red-velvet cloak and hood over her eyes surveyed their target with her friend.
"He's definitely on that ship," Arsalan said, "That tailor Mohsen said he recognized the flags."
"Mohsen is here?" Roya questioned. Her friend nodded.
"He's the only one who saw the ship that Nefertari and Bob took Kamal onto." He remarked. The Vampiress beside him bit her lip, thinking of her close Vampire friend.
"I hope he's okay." She murmured.
"Me too." The other Vampire replied. Subconsciously, he slipped his hand around Roya's petite one, squeezing it gently and placing his other hand around her hip to pull her in. She gasped softly, then looked up at him.
Arsalan didn't look down. He only focused on the vessel their ship was nearing, and prayed to the Dark Gods that his friend was still alive.
"Arsalan?" The Vampiress beside him requested softly.
"Hm?" He mumbled.
"Do you…do you, um…you know…" She trailed off, staring down at her sandaled feet.
"Do I what?" He asked. She gulped and twirled a lock of her hair absentmindedly.
"…Love me?" She questioned, almost inaudibly. Silence overcame them, and all they heard was the clunking of the crewmen's boots as they readied themselves for battle and gathered their weapons, and the mistily splashing waves of the sea.
Arsalan, not being able to bear the uncomfortable air between them, abruptly dropped the telescope and suddenly lunged toward her; putting his arms around her and bringing his mouth to hers. She moaned softly as their kiss quickly deepened, tongues entwining with each other's and flicking across the other Vampire's fangs.
Their moment of bliss briefly ended when cannon fire suddenly sounded off from beside them. Arsalan spun, eyes flaring and Roya watched as he stomped towards the man that had ended their perfect, peaceful reality.
"I told you not to fire any cannons until I've given the word!" He punched the man across the face whilst baring his fangs and snarling, and his new love watched him with a blush across her pale cheeks and a dimple-showing smile appeared from her rose-pink lips.
"I-I'm sorry, sir! It won't happen again!" The crewman cried, straightening his posture and saluting to the Vampire. Arsalan rolled his eyes and surveyed the now-readied crew.
"FIRE!" He shouted.
The men that were faithfully standing beside their respective cannons lit the fuses, carefully stepping back as the iron spheres inside of them exploded out of the large sockets and the boom of the large weapons echoed into the salty, sea air.
(on the other ship)
The recognizable sound of the cannon-balls screaming through the air came to Kamal's ears first because of his supernatural hearing. His ears flicked the air and he cried out.
"CANNON-FIRE!" He screamed. Nefertari yanked on his chained leash and he gave a yelp.
"And what was that for!" He made to rub his neck, but quickly stopped himself upon remembering the large spikes sticking out of his collar. The Egyptian Princess remarked nastily, only adding to his anger and frustration of being on the wrong end of the leash.
"I'll know cannon-fire when I hear it, Vampire-" She was cut off as a sailor's voice called to her.
"Princess Nefertari, look out!" The crewman said, and the Vampire Prince on Nefertari's leash felt his jaw drop as a huge cannon ball flew through the Princess' body, leaving a gory hole in the middle of her body.
With wide, lifeless eyes; Nefertari sank to her knees as death overcame her as the wound was too great for even her body to heal. The Prince felt a smirk forming from his mouth.
"And THUS," He started, ripping the handle of his chain-leash from the lifeless Princess' cold, dead fingers; "Is how a fool dies after doubting a Vampire's hearing." He proclaimed gloriously as the collar around his neck mysteriously snapped open. He gleefully ripped it free from his neck, throwing it to the ground with disgust as he viewed his surroundings with a look of freedom on his face.
The crewman were gaping at him in horror.
Brandishing his swords and relishing in the idea of slaughtering every single one of them for their crimes against him, his ears suddenly twitched again and his Vampiric instincts made him jump out of the way as another cannon-ball crashed through the sturdy wood of the top deck.
Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of the two people he hoped to see on the other ship, and his mind raced with happiness.
The Vampire started sprinting with inhuman speed towards the front of the ship, unhooking one of the grapples to the main mast. He made to throw it, but was slashed across the back by a sharp, noticeably rusty cutlass.
He spun angrily, raising his own blades to cut down his attacker. His eyes widened when he saw who was behind him.
Bob.
"YOU-" He choked out. The Captain of the ship chuckled.
"Yes, me. You know, all this time since I told you I hadn't seen any other Vampires and told you I didn't think you were savage, I couldn't help but think to myself; 'Goddamn, how could such a Vampire like yourself be so gullible?" Bob taunted.
Kamal hissed at him, showing every inch of his fanged teeth
"That's right, Vampire. Show those fangs. That's really all they're good for, aren't they? Hell, you could live without 'em and just gnaw on a person's neck. Doesn't that sound fun? 'Cause that's what I'm gonna do to you once I dismember all your arms and legs, while I watch you squirm and beg for mercy on the day you wish you were never born." The Captain threatened coldly.
The Prince continued to hiss, the dangerous noise deepening in his throat.
"You're all hiss and no bite, that's what you are. Never saying what you-" The Vampire cut him off in mid sentence as he lunged with blinding speed, tearing his claws into Bob's chest where his heart was and slowly pulling the pumping organ out.
Bob, eyes wide, spluttered incoherent mutterings as blood leaked from his mouth. He let out a raspy gasp when the Prince ripped the vital organ from his flesh, blood spattering into the air while he stared at his own heart and the sudden horror of the realization that he was going to die made itself clear.
Slightly disgusted with himself, Kamal walked away as he dropped the man's heart on the ground and the dead human fell onto it.
He picked up the grapple-hook and tossed it far out onto the other ship's front wooden railing, leaping out and catching his hands on the rope. He pulled himself across to the other ship above the perilous, dark waters and hoisted himself over the front of the ship, hearing his female friend's cry of great relief.
Roya ran to Kamal and warmly embraced him. Arsalan smiled as he walked over to the other two Vampires.
The Prince looked to Arsalan and he smiled, nodding at his friend. They clapped each other on the back in a friendly but manly gesture, and Kamal spoke with a tired voice.
"Let's get out of here." He said and Arsalan nodded with agreement. Roya pulled her bow from her back and retrieved an feather-tipped arrow from her holster, dipping the feathers in a small torch nearby on one of the masts and set the arrow into her bow. She pulled it back and let it go, watching it as it flew towards a pile of gunpowder at the head of the enemy vessel.
The arrow hit its target and the ship exploded into flames, burning gloriously as it sank into the perilous waters of the deep.