I use characters from Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas, Prince of Egypt (both owned by Dreamworks), and Treasure Planet (owned by Disney). I own nothing! Enjoy! :)
Chapter One
Jim woke up, his body feeling heavy and drained. His eyes wonder around a plain room, thinking what happened to him. Then he remembered his bastard father's words, saying he used his mother just for sex. He remembered his rage boiling over and his body changing into a more powerful form. He remembered slicing his throat, spilling his blood for his mother to drink. Then black, nothing but black.
Sitting up quickly, looked straight into dark-brown eyes framed with wavy ash-brown hair. Jim blinked for a moment then smiled as the girl he thinks he's starting to love, tackles him to the bed, hugging him.
Laughing, Miriam sat up and smiled at Jim. "You slept a long time Jim." "And how long is a long time?" "Five days." Jim's jaw dropped. "Five… Five days?! Why did you let me sleep that long?!" Miriam only laughed at his angry outburst. "Because you idiot, you taking on your god form took a lot of energy from you or did you forget that in your little coma?" "I knew that, it's just I'm usually out for an hour or so." Miriam nodded. "Ah. Well perhaps taking down your father took more energy than you thought."
A bell started ringing and Miriam scrambled of the bed. "Now that you're awake, you can go to your mother's coronation." Jim blinked. "Her what?" Miriam rolled her eyes. "Coronation. She's being crowned Queen soon!" Jim then quickly got out of bed and dressed in a nice shirt and pants for his mother's coronation.
Seeing his mother upon the throne being crowned, Jim swelled with pride; she fitted the part of being Queen. Her black hair waving on its own, her body fitting perfectly with the stone throne, her deep red eyes piercing her subjects, and her smooth skin radiant. It was the perfect picture; a goddess ruling the mortals.
Eris sat on her throne looking interested but deep inside; she was bored out of her mind. She's been ruling for three years, bringing power and wealth to the land with the occasional chaos and mischief. The peasant before her was reporting raids upon his village from a neighboring kingdom. She gave the promise to the peasant of sending her son and his wife to deal with the problem; her reason being that she'll get a few quiet nights from their loud love making. She sent the peasant away and as soon as they left, her whole body shivered and shook. Swirls of dark mist surround her. Opening her now light blue eyes, Sarah frowned upon herself. Why can't I keep my goddess form? Ever since she drank Sinbad's blood, Sarah would transform into her sexy goddess form, Eris, but only for a few hours. This problem made it difficult to see audiences and go to parties. No one, but her son, his wife, and Tzipporah has seen her human form; the kingdom thought she was only a powerful goddess not to cross with, which she was, but no one would take her seriously if they see her transform into a weaker form.
Sighing, Sarah stands up and stretches, walking slowly to her room. As she reaches her chambers, she slumps on the bed, tired from a full day of meeting mortals. Knowing the familiar aura that entered the room, Sarah didn't even bother to move to speak. "Tzipporah, what the hell are you doing here?" Tzipporah chuckled. "Milady, I have always been by your side since Sinbad's fall and yet you still ask that question." Sarah scowled. "I mean why are you here in my chambers bugging me?" "I found a way for you to keep your goddess form." Sarah opened her eyes and sat straight up, looking at Tzipporah. "You found for me to be forever in my true form?" Tzipporah nodded. "Yes, but I rather we discuss it later. Your son is coming." Sarah nodded.
Tzipporah stepped aside for Jim to enter. He bows to his mother. "Mother, any problems for Miriam and I to deal with?" "Yes. The village on the west border is having raiding problems. Take care of that." "As you wish." Jim bowed again and left the room.
Closing the door and locking it, Tzipporah turned her attention to Sarah. "He's became a fine young man." Sarah nodded. "Yes, he has. But I do see a bit of his late father in him." "Do you love your son?" Sarah blinked. "What?" "Do you love your son?" "Truthfully, no. I only played that role for his sake; I only needed him to overpower his father." Tzipporah smiled. "That's good." "Good?" "Yes. For you see, the only for you to return to your former glory is to kill your son."