PRINCE OF PERSIA; JEWEL OF FOUR SOULS by WAMM

::HONOR AND GLORY::

Legend speaks of an ancient time [[born of greed and ruled by deceit.]] It is within this b.a.r.b.a.r.i.c timeframe that a young prince discovers an alluring jewel. Drawn to its powers, he is tricked by a traitorous vizier into unleashing its dark power upon the world. Now it is his duty to make everything right && in order to do so he will need the help of an unruly princess, BUT will he be able to tame her in time or will the jewels power conquer all... //A love story.//

Disclaimer~ I don't own InuYasha© or Prince of Persia; Sands of Time™©

Claimer~ I own this story idea and plot. ® yeah all my idea>>

♥ ♣ ♠ ♦WAMM'S THOUGHTS ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ~ I LOVE CRITICISM! Don't be scared to email me with rants>> about something I did wrong or with praise of a great job I'm doing. [[With this f.a.n.f.i.c there really isn't any room for other suggestions.]] I'm trying to go along with the basic outline of Prince of Persia: Sands of Time ©, but if you see a //flaw\\ in my story line let me know. Anyways I'm done rambling on && on so here you go...

The gray clouds were slowly creeping over the dusk skies in a silent promise of rain. Below the heavens a vast army of demons began to set up camp for the night. The legions of weary solders were ready for a good nights rest after a seven year campaign to the east. The campaign brought them nothing in return except time away from their loved ones. Now on their way home, they were restless and on edge. The solders young and old could sense the electricity in the air, something colossal was going to happen and soon.

All activity in the encampment seemed to be centered around a lavish tent. Inside the tent four generals sat looking at the precious gems that had been thrown before them. They sat silently awaiting their king's next orders.

The King in question sat on a luxurious pillow, his pristine white hair pulled up into a high ponytail. His golden eyes ever vigilant, watched the old man in front of him.

"If what you have said is true vizier," King InuTashio said breaking the silence, "you have everything to lose if this plan should fail and yet nothing to gain. Why do you risk your life?"

The old man kneeling on the floor looked up with blood red eyes and calmly answered, "My king I have heard of you and your dominance on the battlefield. Word of your expedition has reached my ears, I would hate for you and your men to go home empty-handed. I only wish is to bring you and your men riches beyond your wildest dreams, and all I ask for in return is a single trinket of the sultan's many treasures."

"Is that the price of countless lives... a single trinket for the inhalation of a civilization?" InuTashio asked dutifully.

"My lord the man that the common people follow is a disgrace to the human race and is not fit to rule a pile of sand let alone a civilization." The old man answered smoothly his eyes shifting to the back of the tent where there was a slight movement.

"And who are you to be making judgments of the sort?" a voice filtered out from behind a small dividing wall.

"Ah my son, nice to see you have awakened," InuTashio said keeping his eyes on the old man, fatherly pride in his voice.

"Father, I do not trust this man," the young prince replied walking around the divider his golden eyes turning to his father.

InuTashio heard his son's words and thought about them for a moment. Then he looked down to the precious stones in front of him. Finally he regarded the old man kneeling before him. After another long moment he said with decisiveness, "Human, your request will be granted. You must do your part if you want my soldiers to go through with this. Give a sign at dawn to let us know when the fitting moment is to attack. If the signal isn't seen before midday you will be left to your king's punishment. Do you understand?" InuTashio said emotionlessly standing up and looking pointedly down at the traitorous vizier.

"I understand completely my Lord," the man replied as he bowed low then stood up, "until dawn," he finished with a smirk and without another word he left.

"Father I'm serious, he smelled of lies and deceit. I have a bad feeling about this." The young prince persisted.

"Sesshomaru don't challenge your father." InuTashio said calmly as he turned to his generals, "Gentlemen so far our campaign has been a waste of time and wealth, we shall not return home with fruitless victories. I hope that this excerpt of energy will be worth our while and we can return to Babylon with honor and riches. Be ready by daybreak..." The king nodded giving his generals leave to ready the troops for morning.

As the generals left Sesshomaru stepped out into the dim light of the candles that were spread haphazardly around the room, his ethereal white hair laid down his back not a strand out of place. The blue crescent moon, the symbol of his people, his lineage, his birthright, seemed to glow in the light of the full moon. Two maroon stripes outlined his high and noble check bones. And two more on his eyelids framed his icy gold eyes as they turned toward his father, his brows furrowed in thought.

"Father is that why we attack, to claim some trinkets from a flourishing civilization?" Sesshomaru asked inquisitively.

"Sesshomaru," InuTashio said bringing his full attention to his son, "I have my reasons for going through with this little stunt. We have been away from home for seven years now. Now tell me what have we gained?"

"We have gained allies for future wars, land to make prosperous, and we have conquered dozens of tribes," Sesshomaru said gracefully.

"We have done a lot haven't we my son," InuTashio said thoughtfully, "but have we gained honor or glory? We have conquered many cultures, yes, but they were barbarians, barely sophisticated enough to hold a spear. Sesshomaru, will we be recorded as the heroes of our time or as the failures? "

Sesshomaru thought it over for a moment then replied, "I still don't understand father, why this city, why now on our travel home?"

"This city offers the end of our toils. This city is the key to our destiny." InuTashio said with a gleam in his eye. At Sesshomaru's confused look he let out a chuckle and continued, "Sesshomaru, one day you will understand. One day when I am gone and you are king, you will look back on your life and you will see all of the mistakes you have made and all of your triumphs, and you will realize that you have everything you could ever dream of, but you will not live forever. My son I want to live forever I want people generations from now to remember my name so I am immortalized through out time."

"Father I still don't understand your decision, but as your son I will follow you wherever you go. And if that means into battle tomorrow so be it," Sesshomaru said with determination. InuTashio smiled at his eldest admiring his loyalty.

He rested a large hand Sesshomaru's shoulder and said in a voice full of pride and happiness, "My son I love you more than life and your approval means more to me than anything else. Now eat some food and then rest, you will need your energy tomorrow."

"As you wish father," Sesshomaru replied as the filled two goblets with red wine. He then lifted them, handed one to his father, and kept the other in his own hand and toasted, "to victory."

"To honor and glory," InuTashio added before they each tapped mugs and took a generous swig.

Elsewhere...

An old man with blood red eyes looked upon a glowing orb. He was so close and yet so far away to his goal.

"Soon," he promised, "soon you will be mine."

Outside the old man's maniacal laughter was drowned out by the loud bang of thunder and the erythematic pounding of rain; music of the heavens.

||\ RANDOM THOUGHTS /||

When you are working a lemonade stand to help raise money for pediatric cancer>> you meet weird people, {{especially when you break out the old g.u.i.t.a.r.}} For example people come up && sing bad renditions of "How You Remind Me" by NICKELBACK I ♥ CHAD>> then talk about how they went to Nashville && made a C.D. \HUH/. Or old women ((aka Medicare)) when you ask them "do you want some lemonade?" they reply "I don't believe..." stare at you, then walk away, not to mention all of the Amish « on golf carts »... ð ahh the life of a 16 year old in a small city is so eventful ð _Later!!_