Picture of Babbar above.

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They had finally reached the Amaarwa tribe. The huts stood in the distance, beautiful in the dry savannah. But something was missing. There was no bustling of women, no laughter of children and no talking of men. Instead there were the wild roars of cruel men.

Rami and Babbar's eyes flitted towards the arena. There was the growling of savage beasts and the groans of a tortured man. The two cousins made there way towards the arena. As Rami promised he stayed close by his older cousin but then he saw a hut larger than the others. He heard a lecherous laugh. Something drew him towards it something strong.

"Save the man Babbar...there is something I must do." With that he ran off. Babbar didn't question him. This obviously had something to do with the premonition.

Babbar turned to the arena and scaled the high walls. He peeked over the edge of the arena. A man, around seventeen with beach blond hair, was trying to fend off wild dogs with a sword and a shield. Babbar pulled himself up so that had was standing atop the walls of the arena. All heads turned his way. Even the dogs stopped barking.

With his turban and mantle with only his tiger like eyes showing, shoulder armor, large scimitar and shield and sweat making his body look like it had been freshly oiled Babbar's tall bulky figure had a formidable look. He was like a tiger surveying all his prey. His scars showing that he was a survivor. He gave a smile. And held out his hand, the sunlight hit the diamond in his hand and he glowed red making him look even more mystical and terrible. The blood diamond...he was offering to make a trade.

Babbar wasn't a violent man, he preferred negotiations.

A man walked forward his eyes filled with greed. This man was Ajax's right hand man. He smiled and took the diamond and motioned for the prisoner to be released.

Once Babbar and the blond prisoner were out of the arena the blond man screeched "Why did you give him the diamond you bastard?!"

"Shut up prick! That was only a guise...I'm going to check on the tribe. Unless you want to go back to those dogs I suggest you shut your mouth"

Sweden didn't talk until he asked "How will we get rid of the army?"

"We will wait till nightfall, by then the Arabian Knight will be back. We will devise a plan then."

Sweden nodded. So the Arabian Knight wasn't dead? Impressive...

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He couldn't quite place it but there was something in his gut that told him to go there. He knew this was what his premonition was about, and it got more painful as he got closer to the hut. The lustful laugh also grew louder. Some one was getting raped, or was close to getting raped.

Rami using the shelter of the shadows leapt into the hut noiselessly. What he saw before him made him want to close his eyes in horror. A tall strong rather disgusting looking man roaming his hands and tongue around an unconscious, bloodied, bruised, semi-naked...Jurie!

No! No! No! Oh Allah this cannot be happening!

Then he felt a blinding rage burst inside of him.

This man was going to die, then he was going to go to hell. Hell seemed to be coursing through Rami's veins right now. Such was the anger that he felt; he didn't even question what and how this had happened, nor did he feel any pain in his abdomen, all he felt was the urge to kill. And he did. By splitting the unsuspecting man's skull with his shield.

There was a terrible scream of agony before the lecherous man crumpled to the ground. Blood welled from the deep split mark on his skull and gushed out in a torrent of red.

Rami rushed to his 'enemy's' aid. He felt her pulse, it wasn't there. He leaned his head against her chest. No breath. He realised what he must do.

He leaned over pinched her nose pressed his lips against hers and breathed into her mouth. Then he applied pressure to her chest in strong rhythmic motions with his hands. He repeated this process over an over again. Minutes felt like hours and as time wore on his attempt seemed more and more futile. Silent tears slid down his cheeks.

No! This can't happen! Not again!

But he didn't give up. It wasn't in his nature to give up. He kept breathing air into her body.

Finally a small cough escaped her lips and her eyes opened.

Was she all right? Oh Allah please let her be alright.

When she saw his face full of such relief and concern, she smiled and whispered:

"I guess we're even now."

That was when he let out a small but relieved laugh.

If she's still joking she has to be all right...right?

Then it seemed as if the memories of her ordeal were coming back. Her mouth twisted in a painful grimace, her honey amber eyes darkened.

That was when he brought her close to him. "It's alright now. You're with me. I won't let anyone hurt you"

She put her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder.

He will never imagine how it must of felt...but he had not an ounce of respect for rapists. He never will. All he had was disgust. And plenty of it.

He felt her tears on his shoulder. They were hot seeping through his garments. But that was when he realised that most of her clothing was torn to shreds. He didn't want anyone, not even himself, to violate her with their eyes as the man had done with his hands and tongue.

He hadn't looked at her like that yet, and he didn't intend to any time soon. As soon as she pulled away from him when the embrace had reached a decent amount of time, Rami pulled off his upper garment, revealing bandages that were soaked in blood. He must have ran and fought harder than he thought. He handed them to Jurie who accepted them gratefully. The dark upper garment reached her knees, which was respectable enough.

Finally she noticed the blood on his body. Almost simultaneously he felt a pang of pain.

"Rami what...?"

"I'll answer all your questions later. I can hear them coming Jurie. We need to get out and find Babbar. I don't know how much longer I can hold it."

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Hey guys how was it? What do you think is going to happen next? Do you think anyone will die? (That is not implying that we will kill off anyone...actually...*gives evil smirk and starts laughing*) Sorry this chapter is shorter than the rest but I guess we both agreed to end it there because it seemed rather fitting. But don't worry little ducklings we will be updating very soon.