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Chapter 4: The Forsaken City

The prince opened the door of his room slowly. The door creaked and light entered the room. The prince got out, and closed the door. His dagger was hanging from his waist, and he wore clothes. His old ones were torn, dirty and bloody, all due to the battle of the Dahaka + Vizier combination that the dagger had told him. The prince tried to talk with the dagger, but it did not respond. It remained silent as ever.He tapped it on the table, but there was still no response. He eventually gave up, and exited his room.

The place that he was living in was made up of thick walls that had cracks in them and some graffiti on the walls. Dust was everywhere and the prince to cover his mouth while he walked. After passing a few corridors with paintings of people the prince didn't know, he arrived in the shabby room of Jamal, his savior. Jamal had apparently fallen asleep while reading a book because he was found with sleeping on the floor next to a book. The prince walked up to him, and kicked him in the head.

Jamal awoke with a start. He sat bolt up right, which surprised the prince, and turned his body back towards the prince. He looked at the prince with an absent minded expression.

"Oh, it's you," said Jamal, yawning. "Why did you have to wake my up for? I was having a good dream!" He threw an angered look at the prince. The prince ignored him. The prince then took a chair from one of the tables, sat on it, and spoke.

"I'm sorry if I've woken you up, but I have a favor to ask," said the prince quickly. Jamal got up on his feet, brushed the dust off his pants and said, "What is it?"

"Jamal, have you ever heard of the Temple of Time before?" asked the prince curiously. Jamal's red eyes widened with shock. He staggered back a few steps, clutching his chest. He looked utterly bewildered.

"You know about it?" said Jamal, bewildered.

"Yes, why are you so shocked for?" the prince asked, curious. Jamal still look at him blankly. After a long pause, Jamal continued.

"Only a few know about it," he muttered with his head down. "The Temple of Time, many centuries ago, men from everywhere came to conquer it, and many have failed," He looked at the prince and said, "Unimaginable things happen inside the Temple."

"I intend to enter it," replied the prince. His face showed strong determination. "And I need your help to do it Jamal."

Jamal took a long time to process his thoughts. He paced around the room. The prince waited patiently for his answer. Jamal then stopped and he looked at the prince.

"You must be trying to find the Crest of Time aren't you?" Jamal asked curiously. His eyes twinkled.

"Yes I am," replied the prince confidently. Jamal gave him a smile. He picked up a large bag on the table and placed food, water and weapons in it.

"Funny, it seems that you and I have the same reason of going there," said Jamal while he was busy packing his things. The prince looked taken back.

"So, you're coming with me to the temple?" the prince asked hopefully.

"Yes, and we need all the man power we can have to get into that place,"

"Good, I help you with your packing," the prince said. .

Before long, as dawn was approaching, the prince and Jamal were all set and ready. Weapons were brought along and food and water were also included. As they walked out of the door, into the streets of Babylon, 500 years ago, everything seemed different to the prince. The walls were cracked, the streets were filled with nothing but dust, the shutters were broken, and the palace was no where to be seen. The prince felt Jamal tugging on his shirt.

"What is it," he asked angrily. He pushed Jamal's hand away.

"Hurry, we cannot stay in one place for too long," said Jamal. He then ran towards one of the buildings, and ran up the wall and finally he grabbed a pole that was sticking out of the building and swung himself onto the rooftops of Babylon. The prince stared at him in awe. Jamal threw down a rope for the prince.

"Grab it now, hurry!" he asked hurriedly. The prince shook his head.

"No need for that," said the prince. Before long, the prince had done exactly what Jamal had done and he was standing next to Jamal in a few seconds. Jamal looked at him in astonishment. He then pulled the rope back up and kept it back into the bag.

"Amazing, you can do what I can do," Jamal said smiling. "Alright, no, we head out, follow me!" Jamal jumped from one roof to the other and the prince followed suit. They ran across walls, jumped off buildings, held onto the ledges and finally, they were at the exit. The prince saw many strange things on their way.

One of them was he saw a little boy alone in the middle of the street. The boy was homeless and all of a sudden, when the prince had turned his head away for a second, the boy was gone. The prince stopped on one of the roof of the city. "What is happening?" he thought.

Jamal called for him to hurry up and he did. Eventually, they arrived at an exit. Jamal blocked the prince's way before the prince could move ahead. Jamal shook his head. The prince was surprised but understood that there might be a trap somewhere there.

The exit was blocked by a large steel door. The steel doorhad rusted and fungus was growing on them. It looked old but strudy.Jamal pointed at one end of the door, a lever was there. They both nodded to each other.

"Be careful, this city has some unexpected things happening sometimes," said Jamal, eyeing the area like a hawk. The prince merely kept silent. He listened for any signs of movements.

"On my count," muttered Jamal. "One, two….GO!" Then, they ran towards the steel door.

The prince was already a meter from the lever. He stretched out his hands, hoping to reach it so that he could release the door. A few more steps left and Jamal was ready at the door.

BOOM!

A crash from an unexpected force erupted right in front of the prince before the prince could reach the lever. The prince was thrown into the air, and he hit the ground hard. Getting up quickly and withdrawing his weapon, the dagger of time, he focused his eyes to see what had caused the explosion. The smoke was everywhere and Jamal was no where to be seen. After the smoke had subsided a little, the prince saw a blurred image in front of him. His eyes widened in shock as the smoke had finally subsided.

Standing right between the prince and the lever, 25 feet tall, a ferocious looking monster in amour was there. The prince fell back a few steps, clutching the dagger tightly. He caught a glimpse of Jamal lying limply on the ground right next to a barrel. The monster glared at the prince with its menacing red eyes. The monster had the look of an ogre. In its hands was a large axe. Its nostrils flared up each time it took in breath. The prince walked slowly nearer towards Jamal, not trying to provoke the beast. But instead,he did.

The ogre like creature roared it's lunged out and was heading straight towards the prince. The prince jumped out of the way just in time to escape from the impact. The beast rammed it's large head right into one of the buildings. The building crashed, and turned into rubble. The prince readied himself. The creature shook its head and looked around the area with its beady like eyes. It saw the prince, roared and waved its axe in its hands madly. It jumped high into the air and was right on top of the prince. The prince looked in shock and his legs seemed glued to the spot.

The beast swung its axe down hard and loud thundering "BOOM!" was heard across the city. The prince had managed to evade it just in time. The beast had swung its axe to hard and the axe was now stuff into the ground. The prince took this opportunity to attack. Running behind the beast, the prince jumped onto its back, but the slippery armor on its back was preventing the prince from clinging onto it. The prince slipped and he fell towards the ground. The beast turned around and noticed the little man behind him. It gave another huge heave and the axe was free.

The prince got back up on his feet, rubbing his head. The beast swung its axe again, and this time, the prince wasn't so lucky. The force from the axe had caused an explosion on the groundin front of the prince and the dagger was thrown into the air.Rocks were flying everywhere and the prince had suffered more cuts on his body.The daggertwirled in the air for a while and stuck itself onto one of the walls of the buildings. The prince's arm was bleeding but they were only severe cuts. The prince hid behind a small crate that was nearest to him. He gasped for air and his heart was skipping beats. Sensing great danger, the prince tried to find another way out of the situation….

To be continued….