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Chapter 3: The New Journey Begins

The prince dropped his dagger, and it landed with a dull 'clunk' on the wooden floor. The prince staggered back a few steps, looking at the dagger in horror. It was talking.

"Arrggh!" said the dagger angrily. "That hurt!" Although the prince could not see the expression on the dagger, hearing the voice was good enough to show its anger.

"What are you?" replied the prince. He edged his body closer to the dagger. Hearing the dagger talking to him was shocking, if not strange.

"You don't know me? After using me to kill the vizier, you still do not know me? Very well then, a short introduction won't hurt. I am the dagger of time, and I am speaking directly inside your mind, prince," the dagger said. "Don't you recall any experience similar to this?" There was a moment's pause. The prince remembered hearing the dark prince inside of him speaking to him. He hated it very much.

"Yes, I did," replied the prince. His voice was dry and rough. "I was speaking with cursed soul inside me."

"Good. Now pick me up, there's much that I have to tell you," said the dagger. The prince approached the dagger cautiously, his mind racing. What on earth was going on? he thought. He grabbed the dagger and returned to his bed. He gripped the dagger tightly.

"Now tell me," said the prince.

"Very well then," replied the dagger. It gave a sigh that only the prince heard, and continued. "For years, my power was kept hidden inside this dagger. Only a few can actually awaken me, and you are among them. Only a quarter of it was awaken. But my power was also awaken by a sudden surge of power, resonating within…." There was pause, and then the dagger said "The Dahaka." The prince stood there dumbfounded. Nothing seemed to be logical anymore. But then, after his past experiences, he began to find out that logic, had its limits.

"What? I don't understand," replied the prince. He covered his face and started to think. Nothing came up.

"Oh, come now prince, use your brain a bit," said the dagger irritably. "How did the Dahaka ever lived and attacked you in the first place? How did it live when you had destroyed it with the water sword at the Island of Time? It was because of the sands." The prince finally understood. He took his hand off his face. He looked at the dagger with his blue eyes and a grin spread across his face.

"Now I understand. How could I have been so stupid?" He smacked his forehead with his bandaged left hand. "The Dahaka used the sands to travel into the future, before I killed it, and came to destroy me instead. It all makes sense." He got up his feet, and started pacing around the room.

"Yes, yes, it all makes sense now," he muttered.

"Good, but you only got it half correct," the dagger blurted out. The prince stopped pacing.

"Then what is it that makes the Dahaka return in the first place?" said the prince. He eyed the dagger curiously.

"That was not the Dahaka," the dagger said. "It was a combination of the vizier and the Dahaka. What you saw was merely the first stage of their combination. Did you notice that you could understand the Dahaka clearly?" The prince took a moment of silence to interpret the words the dagger of time had said.

"Yes, for the very first time, I could understand it," said the prince. He scratched his chin. "It spoke a different language when I was being chased by it at the Island of time.."

"Yes it did. It was actually the vizier. By using the sands of time he gained from Kaileena, and seeing the timeline in the future, seeing you kill him, he decided to return back in time, and meet with the Dahaka. When both of them met, he then used the sands of time to combine his power with the Dahaka. And thus, creating the being that you saw at your palace, but that was merely the vizier and the Dahaka combine together. If they finish their combination, who knows what devastation they could create." The prince's mind was racing. It all made sense now, the Dahaka returning, the vizier, the sands, everything made sense.

And suddenly, he thought about Farah. His eyes shot out, and he clenched the dagger tightly.

"What happened to Farah?" he roared. His hands were shaking. The dagger remained quiet. After a few seconds, it spoke again.

"That, I do not know," it replied. "We will have to see if she's still alive, or not."

"What do you mean? You think she's dead? You think she's going to be raped by the Dahaka-Vizier thing?"

"I do not know, but all I know is that, without the sands you are powerless." The prince gave out a sigh and sat down on his bed. He still held the dagger in his hand.

"Now can you tell me where you have brought me to?" he finally said. He felt tired and weary, and his injuries and wounds weren't helping.

"You are in Babylon, 500 years in the past," the dagger said. The prince could not believe it and asked the dagger again. The dagger replied the same thing.

"WHAT?" the prince bellowed. "What did you bring me back this far back into the past for?"

"To find the Crest of Time," replied the dagger calmly. "It is the only thing capable of destroying the new enemy we are going to face."

"The Crest of Time?" the prince thought it sounded ridiculous, but nonetheless, no use in complaining with the dagger to bring him back to the present. The Dahaka would probably just find him and tear his body to pieces.

"Where do we find it?"

"It is located the Temple of Time. The journey will take long, but when we arrive, we will find the Crest of Time,"

"How long does it take to get there?" The prince was curious.

"There days the most, but, there are many obstacles to past before we can actually enter the temple,"

"What kind of obstacles are you talking about?"

"The type you've faced in every of your adventures to save the city. But this time, you will have to past them without using any sands of time,"

The thoughts flickered in the prince's mind for a second. In all of his adventures, he had the sands of time always by his side, now, he had only himself, and a talking dagger with him.

"Are you up to the challenge prince?" said the dagger. Without a moment's hesitation, the prince said "Yes,"

"Well then, you'd better get some rest, I'll tell you more about.." it's voice was cut off by a creak of the door. It was the door opening. The prince quickly hid the dagger under his pillow and he heard a small, "Umph!" under the pillow. Jamal came striding into the room with a bowl of soup and a plate of fish. He laid them on top of the table in front of the prince. The aroma from the food smelled glorious in the prince's nose. How long has it been since he had eaten? Jamal then turned his head back to the prince.

"Sorry if this room isn't comfortable; nowadays are filled with war that everything else in the city looks terrible," said Jamal, rubbing his eyes. The prince heard a voice under his pillow saying, "Bring him along, we need him, trust me."

The prince pushed the pillow down harder, silencing the sound. Jamal was now at the door.

"Call me if you need anything," he said.

"I will," replied the prince. Jamal walked out of the room, and closed the door. The prince took the dagger out slowly, walked towards the table, grabbed a piece of fish, and spoke with while eating his fish.

"What do you mean by asking him to come with us?" said the prince angrily. He tore of a portion of the fish's meat and swallowed it. It tasted good. The dagger coughed. It then started talking again.

"He is your ancestor and he is a valuable asset in our journey," replied the dagger.

"Are you sure?" the prince was doubtful. "There's one in a million chance that he is my ancestor."

"You still don't believe? I purposely brought you to him," the dagger said. "He and you should make good friends, well, at least until he finds out you're his great, great, great, great, great, great grandson from the future."

"Enough of this, tell me how this Crest of Time can help me?" said the prince.

"I told you prince, my power has not yet been fully awaken," the dagger now showed a hint of arrogance in its tone. "The Crest of Time, awakens my true power and when it does, it also will boost your abilities in the process. Now eat and go back to sleep, I'll tell you more in the morning."

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