Chapter 1: A Broken Promise
"Just say the word and you're a prince again!" Genie says with a kind smile. "But what about your freedom?" Aladdin says. "Hey...it's only an eternity of servitude," Genie says with a small grin. Aladdin can tell The Genie is slightly bothered by the idea of ending up in that lamp again. The possibility of being in the hands of another Jafar was more dreadful than The Genie could admit to Aladdin and Jasmine. "But I promised!" Aladdin says protesting at The Genie's acceptance of his eternal torturous slavery. "You're never gonna meet another one like her," The Genie says with a sad smile. "Trust me I know…" he says as his voice trails away.
A twinkle appeared in Aladdin's eye. A devilish twinkle that Jasmine couldn't help but notice. "Aladdin?" Jasmine says with a frown. "Why are you smiling like that?" she says with concern. She takes a step back, never seeing this before from Aladdin. "Aladdin, you're scaring me," she says in a quiet whisper. At this point now Aladdin is chuckling to himself. That chuckle soon turned into a cackle. That cackle transformed into a hysterical laugh. "I realized something today Jasmine," Aladdin says, still chuckling. "What's that?" Jasmine says in a cower. "I can do anything with this wish," he says examining Agrabah from the railing. "I could wish for anything. The Nile? Mine. All the wealth in the world? Mine." At this the Genie was at full attention, his eyes showing horror. "I decided what I will do, however," Aladdin says, noticing his audience waiting in anticipation.
The golden sun on the horizon shone beautifully against Aladdin's skin. He almost seemed like his old self. Except for one crucial detail, the look in his eye was much different. The happy smile had disappeared and in its wake left the eyes of a lunatic. Genie finally breaks the silence, "What is your third wish." he says in a tone of defeat. Aladdin clenched his fist and cleared his throat, "I want to rule Agrabah with complete and utter control. With a legion of men following me without question." Aladdin concludes his thought almost as soon as Jasmine reaches out and screams. A hollow scream, that of a woman who knows she is helpless. She had seen what good trying to stop The Genie would do, and she knew that once Aladdin said those words his wish would be granted without delay.
Genie reached out his hand and granted Aladdin his wish. The deed was done before most could understand its implication. With blue sparks flying all around the great palace was dotted in men whose face never showed. Whose swords were never drawn. Whose mouths never spoke. Their ears only listened to Aladdin's words. The screams and pleas of anyone else fell unto ears that would never ear. "Aladdin! What have you done!" Jasmine screams, walking up to Aladdin with unsteady steps. Jasmine goes to slap Aladdin but is immediately stopped by a masked man. The man grabs her wrist and throws her down onto the ground. "The name isn't Aladdin anymore Jasmine," Aladdin says with a scowl. "The name is Ali. Prince Ali."
The next few days were productive to some. To others, they were the worst days Agrabah has ever seen. The masked men under Prince Ali's rule were on every corner. Visible through any window. Anyone who had a complaint, an objection, or any kind of protest to the new rule would be subject to an unknown punishment to the people. All the people knew is that once he was dragged away, he was never seen again. It only took 4 days for all resistance to be struck were several brave men who tried to tackle this dictatorship. They were all struck down with ruthless and cruel efficiency. Prince Ali had his was more than he could have ever imagined! He had gained complete control in record time. An achievement even Jafar couldn't have completed
On day 16 of Prince Ali's rule. He decided to walk down the street where he once rode on an elephant on the alias of a foreign ruler. Now he was a ruler, except it was the ruler of the land of Agrabah. The people scattered at the sight of him, more scared of the masked men behind him than Prince Ali himself. He grinned from cheek to cheek, admiring his great work. Little did Prince Ali know, a young boy just discovered in a cave far far away, In the deepest chamber and lit only by moonlight a golden lamp. This boy, a diamond in the rough some may call him, just discovered The Genie's Lamp.