Darkness Discovered

The three looked around the fairly small sewer passage for the seductive female voice that seemed to come from everywhere at once. "For being so cute, I would have thought you would have more brains than that, Prince." The Prince in turn stopped looking, hoping that the voice was not coming from where he thought it was. Looking at Halice, his fears were soon confirmed. "Yes, now you have the idea. I was starting to think I would need to lead you by the hand." The voice said with a slight tinge of humor.

No, if it was so, he should not be hearing this. "Why is it we can heard you?" he called, and Halice stopped searching. she was confused at first, as was her brother when he followed the Prince's glance to her, but soon she realized. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Maybe it's your other side. Maybe it's the Sands of Time that allows you to hear me. I don't know, and I don't rightfully care." the voice said, just as seductively, but with a tinge of bitterness. Manar's eyes widened in a moment of insight. The voice took notice of this, being able to see what Halice saw. "You are only now figuring out what this two deduced? You aren't the sharpest knife in the set, are you?"

Manar blushed, both in embarrassment, and rage. He would have retorted, had the Prince noty beaten him to speaking. "What do you mean, my 'other side'? He is gone." With that, the voice that was Halice's alter-ego laughed. He himself could not see the humor that she obviously did, as it took her a few seconds to respond.

"He is, is he? Ho, well, then, pardon me for ever thinking otherwise!" the voice said sarcastically. Dark Halice laughed, and, as if it had some sort of power over him, the Prince winced. His head began to throb, like something was being torn from the deepest part of his mind. Deeper than the memories of Farah, even. And then, it stopped. in it's place was a feeling he had felt before. A separate presence.

"Finally!" A new voice cried. "You didn't think you could keep me down forever, did you?" The Prince grimaced at the mocking tone of the voice. Even after being silent for six long, peaceful months, the Dark Prince had yet to change a bit. "I should thank her though. If she had not done whatever she did, I might not have been able to return."

"I thank you for the recognition. I wouldn't exist if you hadn't of made the way in their tight little family."

The Prince rolled his eyes. "If you are quite done, we don't have time for you."

"Either of you." Halice added. There was two aggravated grunts, but nothing more. "Are these voices always so talkitive?'

"Wait until you start fighting, then they will not shut up."

"Excuse me?" The Dark Prince pursued the conversation no farther, though obviously was not happy. Manar watched the rather unusual exchange with slight longing. While he did not wish an alter-ego ot whatever the voices called themselves unto himself, he did feel slightly left out. He slumped slightly, but straightened rather quickly. With a look of strong resolve on his face, he ran between the Prince and his sister, jumping from the edge of the passage floor.

Mwuhahaha, evil cliffhanger. Okay, you can talk now.

Dark Prince: Finally, I am in the story. Things are bound to get more interesting now.

How do you know I won't kill the Prince next chapter? That gets rid of you too.

Dark Prince: You wouldn't...

I would. That is, if so much as breathe a word about the plot to come.

Dark Prince: In that case, in the next chapter she will--

Okay Prince, Time for you and your buddy to fall into a spike pit!

Dark Prince: Fine, fine! I won't say anything!