Iago was a caged bird , living in a smoky run down bazaar. He was being Forced into entertaining the drunk thieves that came in. During his years living in that environment Iago learned a lot about thievery and became a expert con. He could steal all the food he needed from the drunks and they never knew any better. But still he wanted out of the Bazar , so he came up with a plan. He just needed a sucker.
He waited , for what seemed to be years to the tiny parrot, until one day a street magician came in. He seemed extremely thin and had a strange look. The Magician performed for the drunks too and Iago was amazed by his talent. Clearly he was wasted on these men. Iago saw his chance and waited desperately to get him to talk to him. He Waited and Waited. Hours past and the magician was not coming over to his cramped little cage. Iago had to do something.
He started squawking until The magic man was looking his direction, but unfortunately The owner heard it too and threw a bucket of dirty water on the parrot. Iago shivered and coughed. He had given up when the magician came over to his cave and peered at him.
"Odd. A bird like him is in these parts…. " He muttered poking Iago with a bony finger.
Iago had to will himself not to bite him. He needed this one to like him.
Iago paused and tilted his head while looking directly at the man. This startled the magician , those clear bird eyes looking at him. Birds didn't normally have that kind of presence.
" You're not us'n your full potential ,kid" Iago said suddenly.
The magician blinked at the bird and cleaned out his ears , Birds didn't talk.
" You heard me." Iago said , staring at him, "You could be so much more than a petty magician liv'n on the streets. You could live in the palace."
The Magician stared at him with his sunken in black eyes and spoke again.
" The palace… that's crazy Bird !"
"Iago! " the bird squawked. he hated people getting his name wrong.
"Oh. You have a name ? "
"Yes. "
"I see. "
"You could be livi'n in the palace and order'n around the sultan with your skillz"
the magician peered at the parrot and then after thinking about it he asked " How?"
Iago was so taken aback that the guy listened to him that he took awhile to answer. His feathers puffed up and he got this irritated expression on his face. He couldn't just tell him.
"Free me. then I'll tell ya." he said.
That seemed to make the guy pull back. He stared at Iago and then walked off. Iago watched him go and let out a sigh. He should have known better. Humans were selfish things. Why would he help?
Iago engaged in a bit of sulking on the splintery old perch with his back to the room. Suddenly he heard the metallic squeak of his cage door opening. He turned around expecting to see the fat owners ugly face but he didn't it. Instead was that strange looking magician and then the bony hand reaching in and pulling him out. Everyone else was busy hassling the girls at the bar to notice. Iago was very nervous about being held , and the tremendous grip of the magician was not helping.
" Excuse me… cant breathe" squeaked the parrot as he started turning purple. The man loosened his grip and then stared at him.
"Now tell me."
Iago hesitated , what was stopping him from just putting him back after.
" …. I'm not free yet ,kid. " Iago said looking out. From here he could barely see out of the skylight at the blue sky.
"My name is Jafar , not kid… BIRD." .growled the bony handed glared at the parrot's nerve
"Uhn huh nice name very menacing. now let me go." Iago said insistently as he wriggled in the grip.
After awhile Jafar's grip tightened and then he opened his hand flat so iago could stand on it.
Iago paused and then looked from the human to the sky. In a knee jerk decision he jumped out of his hand and flew out the window. Jafar just watched with a startled look. then he scowled , he should have known better. Birds didn't have any loyalty.
end of part 1