A Whole New World
Summary: A year into their marriage, Aladdin, and Jasmine have started their own family when Jafar escapes his imprisonment and separates them from each other and their child, erasing their memories. Now in a world of gun-slinging outlaws, corrupt officials, and government agents, can Aladdin and Jasmine reunite with each other and prove that their love is written and can not be changed? Crossover with Aladdin 2019 and Red Dead Redemption 2. Some elements inspired from Once Upon A Time.
Author's Note: So...I thought I'd try something new, and ruin pretty much everyone's childhood. :P Nah, just kidding! Or am I? Enjoy!
Rated T: For Violence.
Chapter 1: Separated
Location: Kingdom of Agrabah, Time: 1 Year after the events of Aladdin
A pained cry echoed throughout the castle in Agrabah. It was Princess Jasmine giving birth to the future heir of the kingdom. Dalia, Jasmine's handmaiden, was there by her side, holding onto her hand as she lay in her bed.
"There, there. It will be fine. You're doing great."
"It hurts," Jasmine replied, breathing heavily.
Dalia nodded.
"I know. But it will be over soon."
Dalia herself had become a mother only a month before Jasmine was due. The Genie had become human after being freed by Aladdin, and he and Dalia had a child together, a daughter named, Lian. Jasmine let out another pained cry.
Meanwhile, outside their room, Aladdin was pacing outside nervously. The former Sultan, Jasmine's father, Hamed, sat nearby, equally as worried. Finally Jasmine let out one loud painful cry, which was followed up by a sharp cry that could only be from a baby.
Dalia stepped outside, a bright smile on her face.
"She's ready for you."
Aladdin nearly fainted as he entered the room. Jasmine was sat up on their bed, holding something wrapped in a blanket, cooing softly at it. She glanced up.
"Aladdin..come meet our daughter."
Aladdin went to her side, and sat down next to her, smiling.
"She's beautiful, Jasmine."
"I think she has your nose."
They're daughter opened her eyes, a dark brown color. The same as Jasmine's eyes.
"But she has your eyes."
Jasmine smiled.
"What should we name her?"
Aladdin paused, thinking.
"Norah. It means 'light'. What about that?"
Jasmine nodded.
"I like it. Norah it is."
The newly named Norah cooed and fell back asleep. Aladdin and Jasmine watched her with a smile. But soon...everything would change.
Location: The Cave of Wonders, Time: Later that Night
The Cave of Wonders had not seen any activity since Aladdin found the Genie's Lamp, and awoken the Genie. But that changed as a black lamp began to shake and rattle, red smoke billowing from the spout. Cracks formed along it's surface, the red smoke leaking from the cracks. It exploded with a violent noise, a red genie forming into being.
"HAHA! I'M FREE! AT LAST!"
The red genie's form shrunk until it was human sized, and his skin returned to it's original tan color. Black robes formed across his body and a staff that looked like a cobra at the top formed in his hand as Jafar stood proud. He glanced at his wrists where the cuffs that imprisoned him in the first place melted from his wrists and vanished. He didn't notice a red parrot fly away from him and hide.
"The cosmic powers...without the prison...so much raw power...If only the Genie could have realized what was possible and tried to free himself. He could have so much more power. But that no longer matters. It's time to exact my revenge, Iago..."
Jafar glanced around.
"Iago? Rotten parrot."
Jafar waved his hand and vanished into red smoke, leaving the cave behind.
Back in Agrabah, Aladdin and Jasmine were in their bedroom, settling Norah down for sleep.
"She's such a quiet one," Jasmine said. "Father says I was the same way."
Aladdin nodded.
"I was quite surprised she didn't cry when we introduced her to the kingdom earlier. Especially how loud they were."
A loud clap of thunder was heard out in the distance. Aladdin glanced out the window.
"Sounds like a storm is coming. Although...the coloring of those clouds look familiar..."
"Yes..they do...don't they, Aladdin...or should I say Prince Aladdin now?"
Another clap of thunder was heard as Jafar stepped out of the shadows.
"Jafar!"
Aladdin grabbed a sword off of the wall.
"Guards!"
Guards swarmed the bedroom, surronding Jafar. Jafar simply waved his hand and made them vanish.
"Come now, Aladdin..is that anyway to treat a fellow thief?"
"I'm not a thief anymore, Jafar! You're supposed to be imprisoned in the lamp! How are you out?"
Jafar smirked.
"Ambition, my dear boy. If the Genie had only tried hard enough, he would have had the thing I have. Unlimited cosmic power without the...how did he put it? Ah, yes. The itty-bitty living space. I've come to get my revenge on you, Aladdin."
Aladdin stepped in front of Jasmine and Norah, shielding them.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Jafar laughed, walking around Aladdin and Jasmine.
"I'm not going to kill you. No, no, no...that would be too simple. You see...I've learned something interesting. When you have cosmic powers, you can see more than the normal person sees...think of it like a sixth sense."
Jafar stopped and slammed his staff down revealing what he saw.
"You see, there are countless other worlds out there. Other realms as it were, but I like this one in particular."
With a snap of his fingers, he showed one world in closer detail. A woman standing over a potion threw a glowing red heart into the cauldron, bubbling purple smoke pouring out.
"This woman...Regina..I believe her name is, cast a curse. A dark curse. Designed in such a way to tear everyone's love away from another, trapping them in another realm, and giving them false memories while the caster keeps their memories. A fitting way for revenge. At least for her, but her plan had a flaw. Well two flaws. First, True's Love Kiss. Second, The place they went to it's...so...boring...so...safe. No real danger."
Jafar glanced at Aladdin and Jasmine, smirking.
"I plan to cast my own version of her curse...but I've decided to add some danger to it. Where we're going...the chances that you two will meet and kiss is very slim. More likely one of you will die from disease..or...lead poisoning. Say goodbye to the things you love most, Aladdin... for you will never see them..."
He slammed his staff down, loudly.
"AGAIN!"
Norah suddenly rose out of her crib, and she cried loudly, her body fading from existence.
"Norah!"
Jasmine reached out for Norah but her hand slipped right through her. Jasmine then began to fade.
"Aladdin!"
"Jasmine!"
Jasmine vanished as the castle began to fall apart from a storm Jafar was creating. Aladdin charged towards Jafar only to be shoved aside with a waved of his hand.
"Face it, Aladdin. You've lost."
"No...he hasn't."
Genie jumped over Aladdin and grabbed Jafar's staff. Jafar tried to throw him off, but to no avail.
"What is this?!"
"Let's just say I'm bringing back some good magic!"
Genie closed his eyes, and made a wish to the gods. His skin began to turn blue, and metal bracelets locked onto his wrist. A lamp formed beneath him.
"Kid! Make a wish! But be quick!"
Aladdin picked up the lamp and rubbed it.
"I wish..."
Jafar growled and threw Genie off off him charging towards Aladdin.
"No!"
Aladdin took a deep breath.
"I wish to find my wife, Jasmine, and my daughter, Norah!"
Genie nodded, and snapped his fingers. Jafar screamed as his body began to vanish.
"This isn't over, Aladdin! You can't stop my curse! I still won! Haha!"
Jafar vanished from sight. Aladdin gasped as he started to vanish.
"Genie...what's happening?"
"I couldn't stop him from casting the curse in time, but I managed to take a fraction of his powers...but..."
"You had to sacrifice your freedom to do it...I'll free you again. Once we reunite with Jasmine and Norah."
Genie nodded, and waved his hands.
"I'm giving you some needed supplies for this curse. It's not much, but it'll get you started. You won't remember me, and I won't remember you, but the lamp should be easy to find."
Aladdin nodded as some supplies landed in front of him. He didn't know what they did, but he figured he would know when his cursed memories took over.
"I'll find you soon, Genie."
"I know you will, kid. Good luck."
Aladdin vanished with his supplies.
Dalia entered the room.
"Genie!"
Genie shrunk to back to his human size, and changed his appearance again, grabbing his wife.
"Dalia..what's the matter?"
"Lian! She's gone! I can't find her anywhere, and I...ah!"
Dalia began to vanish.
"What's happening?"
"Jafar returned," Genie replied. "He casted a dark curse. One that separates everyone from everyone's true love. I promise I will find you and Lian. I promise. I love you."
"I love you too, Genie."
She kissed him before vanishing entirely. Genie sighed as he watched himself and the lamp vanish.
"Well...here goes..."
He vanished completely.
Location: Blackwater Jail, West Elizabeth, Time: April 1st, 1899
Aladdin sighed as he sat in the jail cell for what seemed to be the fifthteenth time. He had been moving from place to place living out on the streets. Although he hadn't commited any crimes, everyone seemed to accuse him for everything. Though he could never be found guilty. The Sheriff came over to the cell door, unlocking it.
"Alright, ya street rat. Get out of here. Your horse is outside, and your things are on my desk."
Aladdin glared at the Sheriff before grabbing his things and heading out the door, placing his Nevada hat on his head. A red sash was tied around the crown of the hat, giving it a little more variety. Grabbing the reins of his Chestnut-colored Tennessee Walker, Abu, he climbed onto the saddle and clicked his tongue, signaling him to move. Abu, who was malnourished and abused had found Aladdin near Rhodes. Aladdin nursed him back to health, and was going to send him back out into the wild, but the stubborn horse refused to leave, so Aladdin took him in and the two were firm friends.
After picking up some carrots from the market, and spending what little money he had on him, Aladdin and Abu made their way onto a cliff over looking the town, sitting down and eating their food. Aladdin stared out at the town, humming to himself.
"'Riffraff,' 'Street rat'
I don't buy that
If only they'd look closer
Would they see a poor boy?
No, sirrey
They'd find out
There's so much more to me..."
Abu snorted, and nudged Aladdin.
"I'm alright, Abu. Just feelin' a bit...down..I guess.."
Abu's ears picked up the noise of another horse approaching them.
"Hey, Kid. You know where there's a good place to set-up a camp?"
Aladdin turned around to see a man with a black hat with rope tied around the brim, a part of it hanging off of the back. He wore a Cattleman Revolver on his right leg. He had a light brown jacket on with a blue overshirt and a black neckerchief around his neck.
"Um..yeah," Aladdin replied. "There's a place just north of here. It's by the outlet of the Upper Montana River where it dumps out into Flat Iron Lake."
The man nodded.
"Right. Can you show me?"
Aladdin nodded, and climbed on Abu.
"Come on, Abu."
The man chuckled.
"Abu? What kind of name is that?"
"It's my horse's name. Don't judge."
"Sorry," the man replied. "Just never heard of a horse with that kind of name. What's it mean?"
"It's Arabic. It means 'Father of.' Which fits Abu really well. He keeps me out of trouble and keeps an eye on me. Most of the time."
Abu snorted indignantly.
"Oh hush," Aladdin replied. "You do act like a parent."
Abu nickered softly.
The man gently coughed.
"So..you got a name kid?"
"Aladdin. Yourself?"
"Arthur Morgan."
Aladdin held out his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Morgan."
Arthur nodded.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Aladdin."
"It's just Aladdin. I don't have a last name. Never knew my parents. Grew up on the streets most of my life."
Arthur just nodded as the two headed to the spot Aladdin mentioned.
Location: Braithwaite Manor, Servants Quarters, Time: Later that Day
"Girl! Wake up!"
A woman opened her eyes, dark brown eyes laced with annoyance. A baby cried out.
"And shut that child of your's up!"
Jasmine climbed out of her bed, and went over to the crib, pulling her baby out, patting her on the back.
"It's okay, Norah."
Jasmine finally calmed her down, and set her back in the crib, before dressing for the day. She wrapped Norah into her sling before heading into the manor. Things had not been easy for Jasmine since she had fallen pregnant. She figured one of Braithwaite boys had gotten her pregnant, but she couldn't remember if it was one of them or someone else. Come to think of it, she couldn't remember anything prior to the birth of her child. It was weird, but she figured her memories would come back to her at some point.
As she carried a tray into the sitting room, and set it down, Mrs. Braithwaite gently coughed.
"Girl. I would like you to meet Mr. Jafar Viper. He's royalty."
Jasmine glanced at the man. He was wearing an all black suit with a red and black vest. A cane with a cobra carved in it lay next to him. He smirked with a lewd tone at her as if he wanted her. Jasmine stared at him with hatred, but curtsied nevertheless.
"A pleasure to meet you Mr. Viper. What brings you to Braithwaite Manor?"
Mrs. Braithwaite smacked Jasmine across the face.
"Speak only when you're spoken to, girl! Know your place!"
Jafar gently coughed.
"It's quite alright, Mrs. Braithwaite. I do not mind the question. To answer your question...what's your name?"
Jasmine clasped her face.
"Jasmine..."
"Well...to answer your question, I've come to make some deals in town, and in Saint Denis. Anyways, I'd best let you get to work. Better to be seen, and not heard, I suppose."
Jasmine frowned angrily and left the room, heading outside to work on the grounds with her best friend, Daila. Daila had a daughter of her own, a month older then Norah, named Lian. As Jasmine walked out to the barn, she began to sing.
"Here comes a wave
Meant to wash me away
A tide that is taking me under
Broken again
Left with nothing to say
My voice drowned out in the thunder
As she sang the people around her seemed to vanish from her sight.
But I can't cry
And I can't start to crumble
Whenever they try
To shut me or cut me down
I can't stay silent
Though they wanna keep me quiet
And I tremble when they try it
All I know is I won't go speechless."
Dalia's voice brought her back.
"Jasmine? Are you alright?"
She gasped at the sight of the red mark on her face.
"Oh, Jasmine. Hold on!"
She grabbed one of her rags and went to the well, pumping some water onto it. She came back and gently applied it to her cheek.
"Better?"
"Much better. Thank you, Dalia. How's Rajah?"
"Doing alright. I'm surprised you found him in Rhodes. Most Mustangs can only be found in New Austin. I wonder why he was so far from home."
Jasmine smiled softly at the Tiger Striped Bay Mustang in his stall in the stables.
"We're leaving. Tonight. This is no place to raise children. We need to find some other place."
"What about Valentine? Or Strawberry?"
"We'll figure out later, Dalia. We can't decide now. Not when there's ears about."
Dalia nodded.
"Right. I will get Lian ready. I'll keep an eye out for the signal."
Dalia headed back to her quarters as Jasmine went to work grooming Rajah, and getting him ready for that night.
Later that Night...
Soon, Jasmine and Dalia had most of their belongings packed, and their children in their slings. Dalia had a male Red Chestnut Arabian. She hadn't come up with a name yet, but she was thinking calling him a name that started "I."
Jasmine turned to Dalia.
"Ready?"
Dalia nodded.
"Let's go."
Jasmine climbed onto Rajah, and gently kicked him with the pair of spurs she took from one of the Braithwaite boys.
"Let's go, Rajah."
The two women rode off into the night into parts unknown, unaware of the roles they would play.
Location: Thieves Landing, New Austin, The Fence, Time: Midnight, April 2nd, 1899
A man sighed as he watched his last customer leave.
"Alright. Time to close up shop."
He picked up one of the boxes the customer had dropped off and carried it inside. Once that was done, he opened the lid.
"Ooh...a shiny brass oil lamp."
He pulled out the lamp.
"This will fetch me a good price."
He laughed as he set it on a nearby shelf heading to his bedroom, not noticing a blue shimmer wash over the lamp before vanishing.
Well...childhood still intact? I hope so. Please don't shoot me! Let's see how this does!