Kiri: and now... the moment you've all been waiting for...THE LAST CHAPTER! and btw, please don't kill me for crappy battles scenes...

Final Chapter

Just as I remembered, the Vizier dodged back into the curtains on the balcony door and created a force field around himself. That chicken shit coward. Well, fine. If that's how he wanted to play it…

He summoned a double of himself and the Prince and I went into a defensive stance. The double came rushing towards us as soon as it was able to and started its attack. He was a formidable duelist, I must admit, but still, he was an old geezer.

"Is that all you've got?" I exclaimed as I dodged a stab from him and flipped over him landing smoothly next to the prince, who used the opportunity to take a swipe as him. That was another thing. He was a good defense and left very small windows for attack. But with the two of use, maybe it would make things easier?

"What sorcery is this? Stop this at once!" Farah demanded loudly over the fighting, "Vizier, I command you to stop! Do you disobey?"

"I have taken orders long enough from a senile fool and a sniveling brat!" he spat disgustedly.

"DON'T YOU EVER CALL FARAH A BRAT, YOU BASTARD!" I bellowed and leapt at the double, ready to deal out a nasty blow. He blocked it, of course, but that gave the Prince the window to strike. That one landed.

"Let him be brought before my father!" Farah suggested, still trying to stop the fight, "He will judge!"

"He's a Persian solder! He came here to abduct you," the vizier insisted.

"Liar!" the Prince exclaimed, dealing out a nice combo, doing a nice amount of damage. "Everything I said was true! It happened! Er, I mean—it will happen!"

"For us it happened! For you, it didn't!" I clarified, "Get it right, princy!"

"Well, excuse me for this whole thing being so complicated!"

"You're excused! Gah! Holy crap!" I ducked at the viziers staff nearly took my head off. I lunged in and landed a stab. "Hey, Prince, how much Sand you got?"

"All the tanks are full! Why?" he answered, rolling out of the way of another swing.

"Use haste! It'll make our lives much easier!" Deciding to take my advice, he activated his haste ability and that make quick work of the first shade. Only trouble was that now he had no sand at all.

With an angry huff, he summoned the second. This time it was a bit easier, since we already knew what to expect. Like I said, he wasn't half bad, and he was no fool, either. Well, I mean, he was stupid, but he was cunning. and I also thought it was very funny, since the prince and I were just yelling our battle strategies out for the world to hear... and we were still winning.

"So, Prince!" I called, takingh another swing at the shade, "after we kill this old geezer, you wanna go get something to eat? I'm up for a bigass six dollar burger from Carl's Jr right about now!"

"A what?" he yelled back.

"Oh! I forgot! You wouldn't know much about American food! Well, rest assured, six dollar burgers are very good eatin!"

"If you say so, Naomi! Watch it!"

"Whoa!" I quickly jumped back, just barely avoiding getting knicked by Old and Ugly. "So, what the heck kinda food do you have around here, anyways?"

"Well, if you'll come back to Babylon with me," he backflipped away from another attack, "you'd find out!"

"I already told you I can't! Honestly, I want to, but damn it all, life isn't fair some times! So you'll just have to tell me!" While the shade turned his attention mainly on the Princ,e I leapt in from behind anf took a goos smack at him. He leaned to the side, as if in pain, which left him wide open for the Prince to finish him off. "Hey, do you have fried rice of Babylon?" I asked, almost excitedly. He opened his mouth to answer, but the Vizier interupted, hacking and coughing horridly.

"Did you really think... you could deafeat ME?" he coughed painfully again.

"Well, considering that we just hacked through two of your little shades, and we're yelling out our stategies for all the world to hear, and we're having a conversation about food," I began, "then yes, I'm starting to think that victory is close at hand for us."

"Careful," the prince added sarcastically, "Don't tire yourself." That seemed to boil his blood, and he summoned the last shade.

"So, you didn't answer my question!" I insisted as the last shade manifested itself and came after us. "Is there fried rice in Babylon? Oh, no wait! Better! Are there taquitos there?"

"Uh, sorry, I'm not sure what that is!"

"Ah, crap! well, I guess it's safe to assume that there's no barbeque over there, either! Damn, I like barbeque, too!"

"You must have some interesting food where you're from!" the Prince concluded, blocking the shades stab attack.

"Oh yeah! Junk food galore!" I answered, rushing in to hit it.

"What's junk food?"

"Food that's bad for you and that you shouldn't eat!"

"If it's not good, then why do you eat it?"

"Because it's GOOOOOD! Fast food is a prime example of this! The stuff is so bad, and so loaded with fat and salt and all kinds of crap that will get you fat, but it's so damn tastey! That's why there are so many fat people where I'm from!" He didn't answer this time, since he was busy hacking away at the shade. Wasting no time, I rushed in to join the fun. With both of us ganging up on him, he didn't stand a chance and fell quickly. with the last shade gone, the Vizier's sheild fell and he was ripe for attack. I grinned at the prince and nodded once and we moved in for the final blow. I didn't attack, but the Prince executed a nice uppercut.

The creep flew backwards by the force of the Prince's blow, fell through the gates and hit the ground hard. The Prince and I moved in, raising our swords, ready to make the kill… I saw it coming. I don't know why he didn't. The vizier grabbed his staff and swung hard, smacking the Prince in the shins. It was hard enough to knock him off his feet on flat on his back, but he quickly raised his sword up in defense. Me? I just jumped over it.

"So it ends," the vizier went on, even though he was dead and we all knew it, "How will the Maharaja feel when he finds his only daughter slain by the son of his enemy?" I growled in the back of my throat. "Are there any last words you wish me to communicate to the Princess" he paused and got that crazy look on his face, "before I kill her? Words of love, perhaps?" The Prince finally lost it and charged forward, swinging his sword. It was over.

"I could've been… immortal…" and the Vizier fell dead.

"Yeah, that's right! You better die off, you old geezer!" I exclaimed, pointing the tip of my blade at his body. "You'd be asking for an extra crispy ass-whoopin' and a large order of fries if you didn't! I'd be like 'oh yeah!' and you'd be like, 'ohnoies, I'm dying and stuff!' and I'd be like—" the prince grabbed my shoulder and stopped me.

"Ok, Naomi, I think that's enough," he said simply. I wilted a little.

"You're no fun."

"So it's true," Farah interrupted, stepping out onto the balcony, "he was a traitor."

"Yes, I believe Princy over here stressed that point." Ignoring me, the Indian Princess looked away.

"I owe you both thanks." She looked at the Prince. "But why did you invent such a fantastic story? Do you think me a child, that I would believe such nonsense?" I couldn't hold back my grin when I saw the romantic gleam in the Prince's eyes, and I damn near fell over laughing when he placed his hand on her hip, stepped forward and kissed her. It lasted only a second before Farah pushed him off. "I said I owe you thanks! You assume too much!"

"Prince, you're an idiot!" I teased. He glanced quickly at me, then smirked slightly at Farah and rewound time.

"—such a fantastic story? Do you think me a child, that I would believe such nonsense?" Pausing slightly, the Prince stepped forward.

"You're right," he agreed, placing the dagger in her hands, "it was just a story. Take this. Return it to your father's treasure vault. Guard it well." He looked at me. "Naomi, let's go."

"Yessir!" He quickly leapt over the balcony and grabbed onto a tree, when Farah stopped him.

"Wait!" she called, hurrying after him, "I don't even know your name!" Pssh, You and me both, sister. I smiled at him.

"Just call me…" he paused for a moment, probably for effect, "Kakolukiam." He stopped for a second as he slid down the tree, leaving Farah there to gape. I quickly ran after him.

"That's not your name!" I said stupidly as I jumped off after him.

"I know that," he growled irritably when I caught up to him. We ran through the forest, side by side, back to the campsite. For a while, neither of us said anything, but after a long time, the prince broke the silence.

"So, now that this whole thing is over, what are you going to do?" he asked me.

"Well… I have one last obligation to fulfill," I answered honestly. I saw the smile on his face fade.

"Obligation? What obligation?" he asked, looking a little distressed. I turned.

"I'm not really sure. Probably some important Angel stuff I wouldn't know the first thing about." I smiled at him and searched the sky. a moment before spotting a friendly pair of silver wings through the trees. Gabriella was waiting for me.

"So, where are you going, exactly?" The Prince inquired. I shrugged.

"Well, apparently, I'm going up to the 'Heavens' to go to an Academy to learn how to be a good Angel. Sounds cheesy… " I put my hand on his shoulder. "But don't worry, we definitely haven't seen the last of each other. When I get out, I'll track you down." He didn't look very reassured, but bought it. I looked at Gabby. "How long will I be there, anyway?" I asked. She considered it for a moment.

"Well, the required amount of time to be there is around five years. But some Angels stay longer. The average amount of time is about seven years." I looked back at the Prince.

"Well… we'll have lots of time to miss each other, I can tell you that," I joked. He smiled. We were quiet a moment, then we embraced tightly. I took a deep breath and blinked back tears I could feel forming. "Guess this is goodbye for a while."

"I suppose," he answered. "You'll remember me, won't you?"

"Well, I'd have to be completely stupid to forget your face," I teased. "Seriously, after all we've been through, I think we're buddies for life."

Then I did what could easily be the craziest, bravest, idiotic thing in my life. I pulled back, put my hands on his cheeks, stood on my tip toes and gently kissed him right on the lips. No, it didn't mean I was in love with him. I just meant it as a gesture of friendship to tell him that I would miss him. He seemed a little surprised by it at first, but quickly relaxed.

"And Prince," I started, breaking apart for him, "from now on… don't go about opening strange hourglasses, no matter how much it grates on your pride. Ok?" I poked him in the ribs. He chuckled light heartedly.

"I won't. I promise."

"Good." I stepped back, and we looked into each other's eyes for what would be the last time for seven long years. I wanted to say something to him. Something that had a meaning behind it. "Prince, I…" But my mind only drew blanks. "…See you later."

The End…?

Kiri: NOT HARDLY! There's a sequal, alright. I wanted to go through all three games, remember? well, I'm staying true to that plan! I haven't exactly decided what to call it yet, though... ideas? anyone?

Naomi: a sequal... I can hardly wait.

Kiri: yes, the sequal will be seven years later, so you will be 23 then! And it also means that the Prince will be cuter, too!

Prince: ...what's wrong with the way I look now?

Kiri: nothing. you just looked much cuter in the second game. or at least, I thought so. But ANYWAYS i'm not in the mood for an FAQ today. But make sure that all you guys reveiw and keep an eye out for Warrior's Angel 2!