"Oh I come from a land
From a faraway place
Where the caravan camels roam
Where it's flat and immense
And the heat is intense
It's barbaric, but hey--it's home!
When the winds from the east
And the sun's from the west
And the sand in the glass is right
Come on down,
Stop on by
Hop a carpet and fly
To another Arabian night!"
"Arabian nights
Like Arabian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways"
"Arabian nights
'Neath Arabian moons
A fool off his guard
Could fall and fall hard
Out there on the dunes."
"Ah, Salaam and good evening to you worthy friend. Please, please, come closer--" The camera zooms in hitting peddler in face, "Too close, a little too close."
The camera zooms back out to a reasonable distance, "There, welcome to Agrabah. City of mystery, of enchantment, and the finest merchandise this side of the river Jordan, on sale today, come on down!"
The man chuckles slightly, " Look at this! Yes! Combination hookah and coffee maker--also makes Julienne fries. Will not break," he then taps the object on the table, "will not--", the object then falls apart, "--it broke. Ooohhh! Look at this!"
The man then pulls out a small white box; "I have never seen one of these intact before. This is the famous Dead Sea Tupperware. Listen." he opens it, and makes a raspberry sound, "Ah, still good." The camera begins to pan to right, and the man hurries to catch up with it, "Wait, don't go! I can see that you're only interested in the exceptionally rare. I think then, you would be most rewarded to consider...this."
The man pulls out a shiny brass lamp, and a small dull steel dagger out from his sleeve, the dagger has a pair of dull yellow wings at the hilt, with a yellow stone imbedded into the hilt. "Do not be fooled by their commonplace appearance. Like so many things, it is not what is outside, but what is inside that counts." The camera pans again, this time slower and to left, and the man rushes to catch up again.
"These are no ordinary objects! They once changed the course of a young man and woman's lifes. The youths who like this lamp, and blade were more than they seemed," There was a dramatic pause as the man looked around before continuing, "Diamonds in the rough. Perhaps you would like to hear the tale?"
The man then blows the dust off of the stone in the hilt, causing it the give off a golden glow, the camera begins to zoom in on the stone that has a slightly clouded mirror-like appearance, "It begins on a dark night," the man then tilts the dagger so that it reflects the starry night sky and the camera continues to zoom in until the reflection turns into the real thing, "where a dark pair waits, with a dark purpose."
The camera tilts down to find a regal looking man, and woman sitting on black horses, the woman has a black hawk on her shoulder, while the man has a red and gold (which is the species of parrot) on his shoulder, they were enveloped in shadows so as one could not see anything but six pairs of eyes amongst their black silhouettes.
Soon a raggedy looking man comes riding up to the pair. "You...are late." The regal looking man hisses, and the man tilts his head slightly, "A thousand apologies, O patient ones."
The woman scoffs and her hawk screeches at him, "You have it, then?" she demands, and the man smirks, "I had to slit a few throats to get it." He then pulls out half of a medallion, the man reaches for it, but the raggedy man pulls it back, "Ah, ah, ahhh! The treasure!" the man demands.
The woman's hawk swoops and snatches the medallion half and drops it in it's mistress's open hand. "Ouch!" the man says holding his hand looking from the deep scratch to the bird that returns to roost on the woman's shoulder.
The woman hands the medallion half to her companion. "Trust me, my pungent friend. You'll get what's coming to you." The man said, "What's coming to you! Awk!" his parrot repeats, before the man grins crookedly as his face is revealed, and pulls the other half of the medallion from his shirt.
He slowly puts the two pieces together while the man watches and the woman smirks, still shadowed, her shiny, straight teeth visible through the darkness, the now complete scarab medallion begins to glow, before flying out of the man's hand, scaring the horses, and is off towards the dunes.
"Quickly, follow the trail!" The man cries and they all ride off, following the glowing trail of light through the desert until it reaches a large dune. The scarab splits into the two halves again, and plunge into the dune. Suddenly the ground begins to shake and the dune begins to rise up, causing the horses to rear up, and causing both men to be bucked off their horses. The woman's horse was much calmer and merely whinnied loudly, but did not rear.
The dune transforms into a giant tiger's head, with the glowing scarabs serving as the eyes.
"At last, after all my years of searching, the cave of wonders!" The man exclaims, followed by his parrot's response of, "Awk! Cave of wonders!"
"By Allah!" the raggedy man whispers to himself, as he an the woman come up to stand beside the man, the light from the tiger's open mouth shines on all of them, finally revealing the woman's appearance clearly.
She was wearing a burgundy hooded cloak, and her straight blackish purple hair could be seen framing her young face (like 22) and her crystal-sapphire blue eyes gleamed with a dark light, a gold earring flashed from her right ear as she moved slightly. Her skin was very tan and she had black tattoo marking around her eyes making them stand out even more in the dark. She also wore a gold accessory, in the shape of an eye over her forehead (imagine Ishizu).
The man then turned and grabbed the smaller raggedy man by the rags wrapped around his neck, "Now, remember! Bring me the lamp. The rest of the treasure is yours, but the lamp and dagger are ours!" He then released the man who grinned greedily and chuckled, rubbing his hands together as he approached the entrance to the cave.
"Awk, the lamp! Awk, the lamp!" the man's parrot said until the man was out of hearing distance, before turning the man and frowning, "Jeez, where'd ya dig this bozo up?" he asked, in an un-parrot-like fashion, the woman scoffed, "Yeah, this guy looks like he hasn't bathed in…well never!" The man smirks and puts a finger to his lips and shushes them.
The raggedy man reaches the cave, and is about to step in but is blown away by the roar of the cave's speaking. "Who disturbs my slumber?" The tiger head demands, scaring the man out of his wits as he stands back up slowly, "I-it is I, Gazeem, a humble thief." He says in as polite a fashion as possible.
The tiger spoke again, "Know this. Only one may enter here; One whose worth lies far within; A diamond in the rough." The pair and their birds give each other a slightly surprised glance, and the man turns to the others with a questioning look.
"What are you waiting for? Go on!" The taller man exclaims, the man hesitates before slowly climbing back up to enter the cave, he ever so slowly places one foot into the cave and flinches waiting for something bad to happen.
Nothing happens.
The man sighs in relief and was about to continue before the tiger roared angrily and slammed it's mouth shut before the man could escape. Sand sprays everywhere and the pair shout out "Noooooo!"
Once it settles a little the light fades from the scarab eyes and they fall down the sand dune, "Seek thee out, the diamond in the rough."
The tiger says, it's voice fading to an echo at the end. The parrot unburies himself from the sand and coughs loudly, "I can't believe it. I just don't believe it. We're never gonna get a hold of that. Stupid. lamp! Just forget it. Look at this. Look at this. I'm so off that I'm molting!" the parrot rants as he flutters over to the scarab pieces, the hawk, having flown up into the air to avoid the same fate landed by one of the pieces and picked it up, rolling it's eyes before flying back to it's mistress and handing it to her as the parrot did the same and handed the other piece to the man, and settling on his shoulder.
The woman stroked the hawk's sleek features, with an irritated frown, her hood had been blown off and her hair glowed a slight purple in the moonlight. The bird chirped happily to her before perching itself on her shoulder.
"Patience, Iago. Patience. Gazeem was obviously less than worthy." The man said, referring to the raggedy man, "Oh, there's a big surprise. That's an incred--I think I'm gonna have a heart attack and die from not surprise! What're we gonna do? We got a big problem here,a big prob-" the man cut Iago of by pinching his beak closed, "Yes, we do. Only one may enter. We must find this one, this...diamond in the rough."
He then turned to the woman, having released Iago's beak who rubbed it, "But I'm sure that won't be a problem for us my dear, Samira now will it?" he asked with a grin.
Samira smirked back and flicked her hair out of her eyes causing the hawk to flap it's wings for balance, "Of course not love, with a little bit of dark magic here and there, we'll have this 'diamond' in our grasp before you can say, 'Thief'"
Okidie Dokey! There's the first chapter sorry for the shortness, but I wanted to see how ya'll liked it and if it was worth continuing, this will be a story that pretty much right on the dot, following the original storyline buuut~ with some of my own characters too!! Hooray! NEway, tell me what you guys think, and if this is worth continuing, oh and if you've read my FMA story the same thing applies here that it does there, if you wish to flame me, have some decency and do it well, don't be a bitch about it okay? Constructive Criticism people, it Dost Exist!! (not a typo) Thanks and have a good day, be lookin' out for more soon! If you want it NEway~