Sinbad and the War of the Furies Page #4

So you do believe!

No. But you do.

It's cute.

I'm sorry they're just

regular assassins.

I'm so embarrassed.

Don't be. I used to stay up all night

waiting for Santa Claus to show up. So what?

You stayed up all night waiting for

the brides of Satan to show up.

It is a little weird. I guess,

I can see how you'd be a little embarrassed.

Why are you up so early?

We're half hour from port.

Oh really?

Thirty minutes.

That was fast.

Hey, can I see those

binoculars?

Thanks.

I gotta go help up top.

Go pack up your books.

I want to be ready to rock

as soon as we dock.

Wait. Wait, do you see

that over there?

On that cliff.

- Where?

- Here.

Trees?

Go back up.

Everybody up!

Approaching land!

I never thought I'd

be back here.

What? The United States

or with Jax?

Hey! We're not like official.

Keep it straight!

I can't control it.

Keep it straight!

I'm getting pulled towards the rocks!

- I'm going to go shut off the engine.

- Alright.

Hurry!

We're in trouble!

Sebastian, grab the wheel!

Mikey! Eyes up top!

Special K is out of

the plates.

- It's the Furies!

- Not now Jax!

Ah! Stop! Stop!

Stop! Please!

Help! Sebastian!

Sebastian!

Sebastian! Help me

hold him down!

Sebastian!

Are you okay?

Okay. Help the other crew!

Hurry!

Hurry!

What happened?

Furies! Come on!

Hurry!

You want him?

Nick!

Come and get him!

No!

Finally Arabian.

Your payment for my

vengeance is long overdue.

Nick!

Nick!

Nick!

Looking for Ace Adar.

You heard of him?

He wasn't very nice.

Let's try that guy.

Hello.

Oh, no thanks.

Don't look now but that guy back there

has been following us for a while now.

You're about as subtle as a drunken

goat in a convalescent home.

No thank you.

It's pretty.

Come on. Let's go around.

Gotta find this Ace guy.

That's too expensive.

Thank you though.

Not to worry, Dr. Kree.

Compliments of Manta Marquis.

Let's get out of here!

Stop! Thief! Thief!

In there!

All clear.

What about these?

You're not gonna like this.

I must be crazy.

You...

- Oh my God.

- are welcome.

Thank you.

Mr. Siridad!

Who are you?

I want to help you.

Why have you been

following us all day?

I wasn't sure if it was you.

You an assassin, too?

I'm your driver.

Ace Adar sent me.

He wanted you to arrive in style.

Welcome to Los Angeles.

Come. This way.

Mr. Siridad, we have arrived.

Sinbad!

- Welcome!

- Hey you!

Oh!

How fragrant you are.

You didn't pick up your phone.

I lost the damn thing again.

Me and modern day

don't mingle well.

- Ace, I'd like you to meet...

- Shh!

Ooh.

Let me guess your name.

- Okay. Mm-hmm.

- Please come closer.

I want to read your palm.

Sure.

Hmm.

Somebody's been a naughty girl.

Intelligent.

Yet naive in some matters.

Excuse me?

It's okay. I'm a raving idiot

about mechanics,

but I know every

constellation by heart.

Hmm.

You have a secret dream.

You're scared to tell the other about.

Don't me all?

Now, as enchanting as this is,

we really do have to...

Ah. Ah.

Here it is.

You have your aunt's name.

Jacqueline.

Boom!

Oh my God!

That's incredible.

Try him next.

Oh no, no, no, no. Sorry.

My skills only work on women.

Please, come inside.

Come inside.

Thank you.

Thanks.

- Thanks.

- Thanks.

Come.

Ah.

Come in my friends.

Welcome to my home.

The Babylonaica?

But these volumes were lost when the

Library of Alexandria burned down, right?

You have a good eye.

Actually, those are only

reproductions.

The originals are stored

safely in my vaults.

But don't tell.

Every armchair archeologist

with a blog will be flying

in to check it out.

Please. Come and sit down.

Oh my gosh.

Do you still have the

Heart of Medusa?

Of course. Along with the liver of

Prometheus, the loins of Adonis...

Keep your loins to yourself.

Manta knows we're in

Los Angeles.

His men attached us by

your shop.

Ooh. That's awfully

bold of him.

Like the other artifacts

he recovered,

he must believe the heart can

be used as a weapon as well.

Is this stone a weapon?

Hard to say.

Anything can be mutated into a

device of destruction.

Just look at what we've done

with the atoms in the air.

Three women are also after us.

Jax believes they're the Furies.

I know they're the Furies.

Wait.

You're on the hit list for both

the Russians and the Greek gods?

Popular boy.

Give me the heart and

let's all get out of here.

And who's going to

reimburse me?

Where would you take us that's

safer than here?

Not every problem can be solved

by running away, Sinbad.

Fine.

What's your solution?

What do you think we

should do with the heart?

Destroy it.

If the stone no longer exists, there's

nothing for Manta or these Furies to take.

No. That stone is an

invaluable artifact.

To be studied and learned from.

Not to be destroyed.

My past experience

ditching the evidence

only pisses of the

people you owe even more.

Ace, what is the deal

with this stone?

I'm not sure but I

believe there is someone

that can tell us what

we're dealing with.

But...

But you rather give me a migraine

while I try to figure out

what you're thinking

outside your head?

The heart isn't the only treasure

I own with mystical appeal.

You have a skill with these artifacts.

I would like to take advantage of.

If you want me to do magic tricks,

there's a two drink minimum.

But first,

you need to take a

bath and change.

To look at some artifacts?

Let's just say it's best to make

a good impression on her.

"Her?"

"Her."

"Her?"

No. "Her."

Okay. Alright you guy.

Well I think a shower sounds wonderful.

But unfortunately, We don't have ant

clothes that we can change into.

Not to worry. I have ample

wardrobe selection for you both.

I hope you don't mind a more

traditional style.

Show our guests to their rooms.

And lay out the clothes

I prepared.

We are running for our lives and

you're planning a dinner party?

Who's supposed to jump in and

save the day, Martha Stewart?

Oh, she' much better

than Martha.

Who is this lady you want

me to impress?

I've never met her myself,

But I believe you can

draw her out.

Come my friends.

Go.

So where's Sinbad?

This is going to make

and impression.

Was he an Arabian

Chippendale?

Very nice.

I just can't do the turban.

Not to worry. I wouldn't

wear it either.

But you look

magnificent.

A spitting image if I may

say so myself.

You know, we may

just fool her.

Who else is

here besides us?

Ace, instead of

playing dress up,

we should be figuring

what this stone can do

and how to stop Manta and

those women from getting it.

Mmhm. Yeah.

Yeah. Sure.

Does it feel heavy?

Yeah. I should feel overly exposed,

odd weight to it.

Like,

aura of armor, yes?

Where did you get this?

The desert's too hot for

heavy armor,

so old Sindibad had it woven

from the silk of the Calypso

Spider to give him an

advantage in war.

I want to live

here forever.

I love this!

Sinbad, isn't this

awesome?

Fits me perfectly.

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