Sinbad and the Minotaur Page #3

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But what of its guardian?

It's dead.

True enough. But what was it?

And where did it come from?

Details.

Drink.

So it came to pass...

...the seed of the sun god

bore terrible fruit.

Minos was cursed by the gods

for stealing the golden head.

I tell you, as soon as we find

this big old golden head,

I'm going to live like a king.

Who'd want to be ruled by you?

- Well, I said live like a king,

not be a king. I want

servants, not subjects.

And a lot of them. -Tired of

wiping your own ass, are we?

Well, maybe I am.

We're not looking to

trade with outsiders.

Trust me, if I can

think of it, I'll have..

No, not one, ten servants on hand

around my sumptuous palace to do it.

You know, back-scratchers,

feet-rubberers,

window-openers and cat-fanners...

- Wait, wait. Cat-fanners?

Yeah. What? It's all

the rage in Egypt.

You know, Karim, you should be

careful what you wish for.

The life you speak of isn't

always what it seems.

I'm sorry about your men.

It wasn't your fault.

Tomorrow. The Colossus.

Your share in the bounty

will make quite the dowry

for the Sultan of Temsaman.

To be a prisoner in

an ivory tower?

To be married off

without any love?

That's not for me.

I'm free of all chains.

And I intend to stay that way.

How would you live

if not as a princess?

To be honest,

I haven't really

thought that far.

Being captured by the slavers,

escaping the harem,

voyaging with you

these past few months.

Places we've been and people

we've met along the way.

It's all been so...

- Perfect?

Perhaps I'll buy a ship.

If any of them move,

kill them.

Hello again, thief.

Or is it Sinbad?

It is Sinbad, isn't it?

At least that's what your

pretty little dancer friend told me,

right before she died.

- Luna!

I will kill you for that.

Oh, spare me your

pointless oaths!

Now, give me the cloak

or I'll kill the rest

of your companions.

Why not? I don't plan

to hide from you anymore.

That's good.

Now, give me the

King Minos Chronicles.

By the blood of Pythagoras

The child.

The child is the beast.

First, a toast.

To Luna!

Oh, enough of the theatrics.

Where are the Chronicles?

I lost them.

Kill them all! -Yes, sir.

- Search that one's body.

What the...?

- Shoot him! Now!

Shoot that thing!

What are they?

- I'm not sure.

I...

can...

...feel!

This one's mine.

I thought I'd killed you

already. -Not so easy.

Remember this?

Sinbad!

Master, help me!

Stop, stop! He's

awake! Sinbad!

What happened?

- Sorcery.

Al-Jibar!

Where's the girl?

- Sinbad, she...

She what?

- Sinbad, wait!

Sinbad!

Tara!

Tara!

Stop, Sinbad!

- Get out of my way!

You saw it for yourself.

These people are monsters!

It's more than that. The Chronicles

speak of royal sacrifices

to the Minotaur, delivered

to him by a high priestess

and those of his bloodline.

Don't you see, Sinbad?

The princess, the beast down in

the labyrinth they're all connected!

I killed the beast. -Oh, fancy

yourself a god-slayer now, do you?

What?

- Remember what I told you.

Minos's queen gave birth

to a deformed son.

Minos isn't the father! The Sun

God is! -What do you mean?

I tell you, this beast is god

spawn. You didn't kill it.

All you did was make it angry.

All the more reason to

find Tara. -Al-Jibar took her.

I'm sorry, my friend.

She's gone.

Listen to me now. We need to

get back to the boat, and fast,

before these creatures return.

- He's right, boss. I say we go.

Sinbad, please. We are but four

men against an island of monsters.

Nestor.

The ship is yours.

Wait!

- Well, hello, blue eyes.

Wait. Don't hurt me.

Arianna. My

name's Arianna.

Are you one of them? -Yes.

I mean, no! I mean... Wait. Wait.

By the gods!

What's happening?

Monsters.

Shape-shifters.

What were those things?

Answer me, woman!

I told you.

I don't know!

At first, they were just people.

And then the beast

from the labyrinth called.

Master, please. I beg...

- Shut up!

Labyrinth?

What labyrinth?

Within the volcano.

It's huge. Nestor said that

it was built by an ancient king.

King Minos hid the head

of the Colossus

in the labyrinth.

Up! Both of you!

The labyrinth lies to the west.

Master, please.

The girl has no

more use for us.

I beg you, let me feed...

No, no. No!

I still have a use for her.

At some point, that fool Sinbad

is going to come and get her.

And when he does

he won't see me.

Master, no!

I'm dying.

No good. Looks like

we'll have to swim.

Wait. Listen.

Nestor.

They've seen us.

For the All-Father!

To the sea!

- No! Head for the trees! Come on!

Which way?

They're everywhere!

Just keep moving!

- Hold!

Cowards!

There you perch,

the all-seeing Helios,

heralding the dawn,

sitting astride your chariot,

drawn by soulless steeds.

Sun god.

Pathetic!

Come. I smell blood.

This way!

King Minos was right.

You have to take power, not beg

for it from above, on your knees!

Oh-ho! Mighty Minotaur!

'Tis but the praise of an orphan

freak and nothing more!

All-Father!

Your dominion... Your dominion

over this world is long past.

Gods of Olympus are but dust

in the memories of men!

Their minds are ripe

for a new god to take its place.

The whole world will

kneel before me!

No! Stop!

No!

You animal!

Get a move on! The entrance

must be just ahead. -Move!

Don't test me, woman.

Get up!

Kneel.

Kneel.

You first!

Get her, you fool!

She's got the cloak of mists!

Come on!

Sinbad!

What are you?

He is my greatest creation.

Body and soul of a man

merged with that of an AL ghoul

demon flesh-eater.

Kill him as many times

as you wish, Sinbad.

He need only kill you once.

Quick, untie me!

- Sacrifice!

Tara!

Forget the girl.

Your fight is with me!

So, tell me, Sinbad,

how does it feel to know

you're about to die?

You tell me!

Kneel! Seif!

You stay put.

- Sinbad, this isn't over.

It's never over!

Tara!

Sinbad! Help!

Where are you?

Sinbad, help!

Sacrifice!

Tara!

Clever girl.

Where are you taking me?

- All-Father.

All-Father" is not an answer.

Temple, then.

Hurry! Try losing them

in the tunnels!

Hurry. Hurry! -I'm

hurrying, I'm hurrying!

Why do they hesitate?

Let them come.

There's no need. They've been

herding us here all along.

For a sacrifice.

Thank you, master.

I knew you would return.

Master!

Such power!

Master?

Bring me the knife.

The knife, the knife!

Sinbad! Help!

Where are you?

Sinbad, help!

Sinbad, help!

Tara!

- Sinbad, help!

All-Father, great Minotaur,

god of the mountain,

I call to you.

Come, Father.

I am here for you now.

Come, that I may

bring you my offering.

Sinbad?

Sinbad!

Are you okay?

- Yeah. You?

He comes.

The great Minotaur.

God of the mountain, come!

Come to me,

father of fathers.

I worship you and bring you

your sacrifice of royal blood!

She's one of them.

Look at her horns.

She's a descendant

of the bastard son of Helios.

The one they turned

into a Minotaur.

The All-Father,

the god of the mountain,

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