Omniverse

by Xflasher02

Just one question for you: If a Shinobi who was older than he looked gave you the chance to travel with him in his TARDIS, would you say yes? Story with a mixture of Doctor Who, Naruto, Ben 10, and a bunch of other stuff.

Episode 1: First Foot Forward

In the desert city of Agrabah, at the dead of night, people were either at home, on their way home, closing up shop, or doing something that would land them in the dungeons.

A group of three, two men and one woman were skulking through the night, definitely doing the latter. They each carried a full sack and stayed in the shadows, keeping to the alleys. Once they knew for a fact they weren't being followed, they stopped.

The woman took one more look around and smiled. The other two started laughing with relief.

"I can't believe how easy that was?" The lady turned back towards her partners and opened her sack. She pulled out a gold goblet with gold coins in it.

"We wasted time getting ready for this. The big fool might as well have left everything unlocked for us." The three burst into laughter. They were shaken out of their sense of ease when a shadow in the shape of a lengthy humanoid covered the three for a split second. They all looked up and readied themselves with their knives.

"Did anyone else see that?" One of the men asked.

"The guards? I thought we lost them." Something landed with a loud thud behind them. Whatever landed was in the shadows. They couldn't get a good look at it, but they could see its red glowing eyes.

"The hell are you? Come into the light!" The woman ordered. The creature answered with a steady pace of unsettling and heavy breathing. Suddenly the creature launched towards them. The three screamed as it ran towards them. The creature stopped in front of the woman showing off how large and lengthy it was. None of them had time to process before the creature backhanded the woman away, sending her flying.

It then grabbed one of the other guys by the head and him into a wall, blood splattered everywhere. The last one tried to run, but the creature was fast enough to get in front of him and grab him by the throat. The man started screaming in terror. The creature slammed him against the wall, but the man kept screaming as the creature got closer and opened its mouth.

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A man in a brown cloak, his face covered by a hood, the only thing showing was a curly goatee, stood on the rooftop of a watchtower and looked down at the city below. The creature appeared behind him and showed him the unconscious woman from before.

"Perfect. Take it back to the ritual center with the rest and continue your search, the night is young." There was a grunt behind him and the creature was gone. The mystery man looked up at the sky. Meanwhile, in the distance, a wheezing sound could be heard.

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The next day was like any other. Citizens went about their business, buying and haggling in the market, hanging washed clothes on drying racks above the streets, chatting, singing, and fighting. None of them were aware of what happened the night before. Yes it was another lively day amongst the common folk, but at the end of this large city, in the palace of the Sultan, servants hastily prepare for the arrival of a new prince, a new suitor for the princess; Jasmine. She honestly should've had a husband by now, but…

"Father, I can't believe you!" …she was never for this sort of thing. The Sultan, a small pudgy man with a beard in white wealthy robes, a cape, and wearing a turban on his head, was accompanied by his daughter Jasmine, a girl in her early twenties wearing a sky blue outfit and a headband with the same coloring and a sapphire in the center.

They both walked down the grand halls of the palace, dodging scurrying servants that were setting up for the prince's arrival.

"You said he would just be another suitor, now you're telling me you already chose him to be my husband!"

"Oh Jasmine," the Sultan plucked a small piece of food from a passing tray. ", I wouldn't have to do this if you would just choose someone yourself, but you're just so picky." Jasmine rolled her eyes.

"They're all the same. If I'm going to marry someone I would like to feel some sort of connection." The Sultan opened his mouth. "And more then just wealth father." The Sultan sighed.

"Well Jasmine you left me no choice. You couldn't choose so I had to." Jasmine looked like she wanted to scream. Instead she took a deep breath and asked;

"Well did you ever think that maybe I'm this picky because I don't want to marry?" The Sultan frowned and turned to Jasmine.

"Jasmine enough of this! Now please, go upstairs and get ready. The prince will be arriving soon and you need to prepare for dinner." Jasmine clenched her jaw and turned to stomp back to her room. The Sultan watched his daughter go with sad eyes. He took a breath and walking into his throne room.

The room was grand with marble floors, a red and yellow carpet that led to the throne which was in front of a golden elephant head, and three pillars on either side of the throne, leading to the balcony overlooking the town.

The Sultan walked towards his throne, not aware of something behind him until it placed its bony hand on his shoulder. The Sultan, startled, quickly turned around. When he saw a tall and skinny man with a black twisted goatee and faint moustache the Sultan sighed.

"Ah Jafar, you gave me such a scare."

Jafar, a man in black robes with a black and red cap and a serpent staff in one hand, gave the Sultan a long smile. "My apologies my highness." Jafar said, his words were long and smooth. "I was just checking to make sure you were alright." Jafar

"Oh I'm fine, I'm fine." The Sultan got to his chair and jumped onto the seat. "Everything is coming together for the Prince's arrival and Jasmine is getting ready as we speak." Jafar nodded.

"Ah yes, this new prince." Jafar's tone expressed his discomfort. The Sultan raised an eyebrow.

"Oh my advisor, you too?"

"I'm just concerned your majesty. We really don't know how the princess and prince will interact together. I honestly don't feel like we know enough about this man to just jump to marriage like this."

The Sultan waved his hands, dismissing Jafar's fears.

"Come now Jafar, we know enough. The information we've heard, the gifts we were given, it seems to me this Prince is trustworthy. Besides with all these disappearances going on throughout the city, we need something like a wedding to lift the spirits up." Jafar slithered from one side of the throne to another.

"Well if we truly do need a wedding, maybe we shouldn't be relying on a gamble. Instead maybe it would be wiser to rely on a more- familiar option."

"Like who?" The Sultan questioned. Jafar twisted his goatee.

"Well- like me." The Sultan frowned at the ground, thinking about it.

"But…" he turned to his advisor with a look of slight disgust. "…you're so old." Jafar was taken aback. He shook his head and was about to retort, when a young girl, looking similar to Jasmine and wearing royal garments, popped out from behind the throne.

"Not to mention creepy, ruthless, and manipulative." The Sultan turned towards the girl.

"Karima that's no way to speak to Jafar." Karima looked at Jafar begrudgingly. The girl was in her late teens. She wore a purple outfit similar to Jasmine, only instead of a headband; she had a large golden statement necklace hanging from her neck.

"Yes father." Karima gave her father a quick hug, while Jafar rolled his eyes.

"So my daughter, how are the preparations?" The old Sultan asked.

"The cooks are working harder than they ever have, the entertainment is practicing one last time, and the dining room is all set up." The Sultan clapped his hands excitingly.

"Wonderful wonderful, I knew if I wanted this night to be perfect I just had to rely on my youngest to keep everyone in line."

"Speaking of which father, you're clothes are ready in your room, please try to start getting ready two hours before the dinner, we don't want a repeat of two years ago." Karima raised her eyebrow and her father blushed.

"Yes, yes, I know." Karima smiled and gave her father another hug which he returned. Jafar cleared his throat to get the attention of the two royals.

"Karima you've done excellent work, you honestly must be exhausted." Karima let go of her father and raised an eyebrow. "As your father's right hand I would be happy to take over the preparations." Karima narrowed her eyes at the Royal vizier.

"I wouldn't even think of the idea Jafar. The last thing I'd want is for this whole event to crash and burn." Jafar placed a hand on his chest and had a look of hurt.

"Do you honestly think I'm so incapable?" Karima's glare hardened.

"No I think you're just that good."

"Enough, enough please. Do you think the prince will want to be around all this tension?" Karima continued to glare at Jafar who just smiled back at her. Suddenly, a guard entered the throne room. He ran up to the throne and got on one knee.

"Sir, the Prince is on his way, he's reached the entrance, and he brought a parade." The Sultan clapped while Jafar rolled his eyes.

"Splendid, splendid. Karima, make sure your sister sees this!" Karima nodded and ran out the room while the Sultan jollily made his way towards the balcony.

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Jasmine was in her room, laying on her grand bed and throwing golden curved daggers at spread targets on the wall. Right when she threw a dagger at a target near the door, that same door opened and a dark skinned man, around early twenties, popped his head in. The dagger hit the target right in front of the guy, instantly turning him pale.

"Uhhh, you-you're majesty. Jasmine gasped and jumped off her bed.

"I am so sorry." She ran to the door and opened it all the way. She got a better look at the man. He must've been a servant because his clothes were pretty ordinary, a little dirty, so was he honestly. The poor guy was frozen in shock, still standing in the same spot and staring at the embedded dagger.

"Are you ok?"

"Uhhh…" The servant shook his head and cleared his throat. "Y-yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I usually get things thrown at me when I enter a room. You get over it fast, hehe." He laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. His accent was weird (A/N: British), Jasmine wasn't sure she heard it before.

"Where are you from, sorry I should ask for your name first."

"Uh, you can just call me the Caretaker, as for where I'm from; it's a ways away, nowhere important. It's where I got the accent thou."

"Well it's nice."

"Heh, it does make me sound like a proper gentleman doesn't it?" The Caretaker asked with a joking cockiness, making Jasmine laugh a little. The Caretaker smiled. "Anyways, I came here to tell you…"

"Jasmine, go to the balcony." Both turned to see Karima running towards them. Karima stopped in front of the Caretaker and turned to him.

"Um- sorry, was there something you needed to do?" The princess asked the Caretaker, catching him by surprise.

"Huh- uh, no. I actually came here to tell her the same thing." There was an awkward silence. "And you just did that, so… I'm gonna go." After an awkward bow, the Caretaker left. Karima raised an eyebrow.

"Right- whatever, Jasmine, come look. This prince actually brought a parade." She grabbed her sister arm and dragged her back into her room, Jasmine looked back and watched the Caretaker walk around the corner.

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The grand parade came and ended and the next couple hours were a familiar blur for Jasmine. She tried to give this new prince a chance. This one was around her age at least and not some old man. He also seemed kind of genuine, but no matter how hard she tried she just wasn't interested, thou at this point she doubted that mattered anymore. Her father said, he was most likely going to be "the one". If the prince did a good job, he would most likely be standing across from her on the altar.

Dinner came, and all the royals were eating around the dinner table, and while everyone was conversing, Jasmine's mind was elsewhere, only jumping in when someone asked her a question. The dinner passed and the prince was asked to stay the night. When it was time to sleep Jasmine found it hard to sleep, so she went for a walk around the palace's dark halls which lasted close to half an hour.

Heading back she had a strange feeling in her gut. Maybe things were too quite, or maybe too dark? Whatever it was it was causing goose bumps. Despite her feelings thou nothing was out of the ordinary. She made it to her room with no problems.

She reached her door when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from around the corner. The steps were slowly paced and getting farther and farther away. Jasmine didn't know why, but it sounded odd. She quickly shook her head. 'It's probably just a guard.'

She reached for the door handle, but her hand hovered inches away. She just stood there for a few seconds before pulling away and walking towards the noise. She popped her head out to see around the corner and saw the Caretaker creeping down the halls, looking around. Jasmine raised an eyebrow before creeping behind him. The Caretaker was wearing a scouter (Dragon ball Z) on his face while he examined the area.

He was so engrossed in his work he didn't even notice Jasmine creeping up behind him. Jasmine looked around trying to guess what Richie was looking for, but it was just them in the hall.

"What are you doing?" Still looking around, the Caretaker answered.

"Scanning for Mj'uin energy. I'm getting some readings around the palace but it's really faint, definitely stronger this morn…" The Caretaker quickly turned around and was face to face with Jasmine. "Princess Jasmine! Wh-what are you here- for?" Jasmine stood up straight and gave the Caretaker a suspicious look.

"I live here. Why are you creeping around, and what's Maj'uin energy?" She asked taking a step closer. The Caretaker took a step back and put his hands up.

"Mj'uin energy, just- you know servant talk for- dirt- on the wall…Wall dirt. Just doing some night time cleaning."

"And that thing on your face?" Jasmine questioned, pointing at the scouter.

"Oh, this? My dirt- sensor." Jasmine's face turned deadpanned as if to ask the Caretaker,

"Really?" She suddenly spun and took out one of her daggers from the sleeve of her dress. She slashed at the Caretaker, who stepped back, dodging the attack. She pulled another dagger out and swung downwards. The Caretaker took out a kunai from underneath his sleeve and stopped the dagger with it, surprising the princess.

She quickly got over it however and thrust her other dagger forward, stopping inches away from the Caretaker's throat.

"Who- are you?" The Caretaker was about to answer, when there was a sudden scream, it sounded like a man's.

"Shit!" He cursed before running down the hall.

"Wait, what was that?! Wait for me!" Jasmine cried before chasing after the mysterious servant.

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Both the princess and the Caretaker made their way outside, to the dimly lit garden, and looked for the source of the scream. As soon as they got to the outside, a dot on The Caretaker's scouter started blipping like crazy. As the two hurried down the steps, he followed the scanner. They got to the bottom of the steps and the Caretaker turned around and looked up.

"Oh."

"What?" Jasmine followed his lead and looked up and gasped. Hanging by the side of the palace with the Prince in one of its large pale hands was a terrifying creature. It was tall, deathly thin, pale, bald, and wild looking. It glared down at the two with hungry eyes. "What is that?" Jasmine asked, terrified.

"A straggler, please stay back." The Caretaker got into a running position.

"What, what are you gonna…" Before she could finish, the Caretaker was suddenly gone, as if he teleported away.

"Caretaker?" She turned back towards the creature and saw the Caretaker was an arm length away from the creature. The man quickly roundhouse kicked the creature in the face, forcing it to let go of the Prince before it was sent flying into the ground behind some bushes. The Caretaker caught the Prince by the arm and, instead of falling, placed his feet on the wall and stayed there, like his shoes had some kind of sticky material under them.

The Caretaker looked down at the Prince and smiled.

"You alright?" The Prince looked back at him with bugged out eyes.

"N-no." And with that he was out like a light. The Caretaker nodded.

"Fair answer." Down below Jasmine looked up in shock. This "Caretaker", he had speed she, or she imagined anyone, had never seen before and now he was standing on a wall. Did he acquire some kind of magic and was that horrible creature somehow linked to him? Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the palace. She turned to see a group of guards with Jafar and the Sultan at the front.

"Jasmine, what is this," The Sultan looked up and saw the Caretaker with the Prince. ", and who is that with the Prince?!" The Caretaker waved awkwardly.

"Hello your highness."

"Some sort of half -baked sorcerer sire." Jafar commented with disgust. Jasmine tried to help them understand.

"He's trying to help." Rustling suddenly came from the bushes. She quickly turned in time to see the creature burst out of there and head straight for her. She quickly pulled out her dagger and got into a defensive position, but the creature ran right past her and headed towards the group. On the wall, the Caretaker quickly carried the Prince bridal style and jumped off the wall.

He landed on his feet next to Jasmine and let the Prince down before getting up and running after the Wendigo. His movements were viewable this time, thou still fast. He ran with his arms back and the top of his body forward. He ran around the creature and cut it off before it could reach everyone.

"Keep away from them; none of these people are on the menu." The creature, standing just a few feet away from the Caretaker was now noticeably taller, despite that the Caretaker didn't look fazed. The creature screamed back at him, showing its horrific and sharp teeth. "Alright, let me try telling you a different way." Richie charged towards it, jumped, and kneed it in the chin. The creature stumbled back and the Caretaker landed on his feet, before jumping back to dodge the creature's swipe.

"Guard's…" The Sultan began.

"No, stay back!" The Caretaker ordered bringing his attention back to the incoming monster. It threw a couple of swings which the Caretaker dodged. After its last swing, the Caretaker jumped and roundhouse kicked it in the side of the head. The creature stumbled for one second before quickly catching the Caretaker midair by the leg and slamming him into the ground. The Wendigo stood over The Caretaker and leaned in close to his face with its teeth bared.

Suddenly Jasmine's dagger was embedded into the creature's shoulder, thou not deep enough to draw blood. The Caretaker turned and saw Jasmine running towards them. The creature snarled and turned towards the princess. The Caretaker took this opportunity to grab it by the arm and slammed his palm into the creature's elbow. A sickly cracking sound came out of it, making the creatures scream. The Caretaker quickly let go and rolled backwards before jumping up back on his feet.

"I don't know what you're after or who's leading you all, but I will end this, starting with you." His hand started to make signs. Tiger, Ram, Monkey, Boar, Horse, Tiger. Fire style: Fireball Justu!The Caretaker opened his mouth and a stream of fire shot out and formed a large ball of fire that lit up the area brilliantly. Everyone widened their eyes. If they didn't think he was a sorcerer before they thought it now.

The ball of fire crashed into the creature, consuming it. The Caretaker stopped his attack and stood up straight. Jasmine stopped next to the Caretaker who raised an eyebrow at her.

"You know when I said stay back I meant you too."

"You're welcome, for saving you life." Jasmine answered back with a little bit of a cheeky expression on her face. The Caretaker smiled a little.

"Jasmine!" They both turned back towards the group, which was slowly advancing.

"Stay away from the sorcerer." The Sultan said, keeping his eye on the Caretaker.

"Father, he saved us."

"He no doubt created the creature your highness, then lost control." Jafar suggested. "Such recklessness must be punished."

"I know Jafar, I know." The Sultan said back. The Caretaker raised his hands.

"I assure you your highness I had nothing to do with this. I was just trying to help. I'm sure if we just sit down and talk..."

"You'll be able to talk in your cell rat." Jafar spit, offending the Caretaker.

"Rat?" Suddenly, the Caretaker turned back towards the fire, just in time to see the creature come charging out of the flames, completely unscathed. The Caretaker quickly took out two kunai. Closer to them, the creature bared its ugly teeth and Jasmine froze. The Caretaker, noticing this, got in front of Jasmine.

The creature swung downwards with both of his claws and the Caretaker blocked it with his kunai. The Caretaker's arms shook as he held back the strength of the creature.

"What's with you eh?" The Caretaker said as he grunted. "Since when does fire not effect Wendigos?" The creature answered by leaning in closer. It was only inches from the Caretaker's face when it opened its mouth and growled. The Caretaker scrunched its nose. "Thanks for that." The Caretaker broke the struggle, ducked, and gripped one of his kunai. Blue energy surged around the kunai before the Caretaker used it to slash right across the Wendigo's stomach.

A mix of green and red blood came out of the fresh wound as the Wendigo cried in pain. The Caretaker continued few slashes, he launched upwards and uppercut the creature before using its face to propel himself in the air. He pulled more kunai out and threw them all around the creature before landing on his feet behind him.

"How did he miss all of those?" The Sultan asked. The Caretaker smiled and moved his wrists in a circular pattern before clenching his fist. Jasmine was the first to realize it, The Caretaker was gripping something. It was hard to see, but because she was so close she noticed the thin wires attached to the kunai and that those same wires were all over the Wendigo, constraining him.

The Caretaker noticed Jasmine's look of surprise and smiled even more.

"One last trick princess." The Caretaker made some hand motions before letting out a cry. Electricity suddenly surged through the wires and went straight for the Wendigo. The attack hit and the creature was consumed now by electricity. It roared in pain and tried to fight through the wires, but the Caretaker quickly added more power and the creature stopped its fighting. After a few seconds the Caretaker stopped his attack and relaxed his stance.

The creature swayed back and forth before falling on its back.

"Th-the creature, it's been defeated. He killed it!" One of the guards exclaimed. The Caretaker walked over to the creature and bent down. Jasmine did the same, kneeling next to the Caretaker. He checked on it before sighing. Now that the creature was finished the others felt more comfortable moving around. Some of the guards rushed to the prince while the rest followed Jafar and the Sultan as the two walked over to the Caretaker, Jasmine, and the creature.

Jasmine stole a glance from the Caretaker.

"I-I'm sorry, for what just happened. The creature was coming for us and… I froze." The Caretaker turned to Jasmine.

"Princess, you have nothing to be…"

"Jasmine, get away from that thing!" The Sultan ordered. Jasmine frowned.

"Father its fine. The Caretaker, he took care of it."

"Actually it should still be alive; you might want to back away a little." Richie whispered before the two got up and took a step away from the Wendigo.

"I think it would be best, your highness, for me to take this creature so I can study it. We should also take in its creator so he can answer for his crimes." Jasmine shot up.

"Jafar, I already said he's done nothing but help us. You can't take him!" The Caretaker stood up.

"It's fine Jasmine." Jasmine looked at the Caretaker, confused. "I was just leaving anyway. I have some studying to do of my own." The Sultan motioned at his guards who advanced towards The Caretaker.

"I'm sorry but Jafar is right, we can't let you…" The Caretaker took out a little ball and smiled one last time at Jasmine.

"Laters." He threw the ball on the ground and it exploded into a cloud of smoke. Jasmine coughed through the smoke as she swatted it away. When it cleared, the Caretaker was gone and so was the Wendigo. Jasmine looked around, but there was no trace.

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The Sultan believed what everyone needed was a good rest after everything, but the whole night Jasmine didn't even try to sleep, she knew she wouldn't.

Everything that happened, it only lasted less than half an hour, but it felt like a completely different life. It was scary, but exciting. Overwhelming, but somehow it felt like it fit. And the Caretaker or whatever his actual name was…agh, why did it have to end up the way it did, with him having to runaway?! Jasmine had so many questions and- yeah she froze when that creature, the Wendigo, came at her but she still wanted another taste of his life, just another try.

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The next day Jasmine and her sister Karima were in the former's room. Jasmine lay on her bed looking up at the ceiling while Karima paced around.

"I can't believe I couldn't see the monster like everyone else. I would've gone you know, if the guards let me." Jasmine rolled her eyes.

"Karima, you would've ran right back inside if you could."

"That's not true." Karima pouted back, making Jasmine smile. "Well since I couldn't see it, you need to tell me what that magic was like up close." Karima said with curiosity in her eyes. Jasmine thought back to the Caretaker and the abilities he showcased and smiled.

"Mysterious, if you saw it you'd wish you could see more." Karima looked at her sister with a raised eyebrow.

"Wait, the man eating demon?" She asked, not knowing about the Caretaker's powers. Jasmine furrowed her eyebrows.

"What?" The conversation was interrupted when a knock came from the door.

"Princess Karima, you're father requests to see you as quickly as possible." Said a voice on the other side of the room. Karima looked at Jasmine then back at the door.

"Uh, of course. I'll be right there." Karima gave her sister a quick hug before leaving the room. Jasmine, not knowing what to do, just sighed and looked around. Suddenly she heard another knock, but this time coming from the balcony doors. The doors leading to the large balcony were closed but see through, but when Jasmine turned she couldn't see anyone waiting for her. Curious she ran to a belt hanging on the wall. The belt had multiple pouches, each holding a dagger. She quickly took one out and went cautiously to the balcony.

Jasmine slowly opened her door and looked around.

"Ahem." With a jump, Jasmine looked up to see the cough come from the Caretaker, who was sticking to the left pillar using nothing but his feet. His arms were crossed.

"Caretaker, what are you- how are you…" The Caretaker smiled and jumped off the pillar and landed in front of the princess before bowing.

"You're majesty. How nice it is to talk to you without a dagger in my face." He looked down and noticed the dagger she was gripping. "I hope." Jasmine remembered she was indeed holding a weapon and hid it behind her before blushing.

"Right, sorry about that. To be fair thou that second time you were acting suspicious, you still are." The Caretaker raised an eyebrow. "I really doubt you're a Caretaker, and something tells me my father doesn't really want to see Karima." The man smiled with a face that said "Guilty as charged."

"Alright, yes I needed Karima out the room. So I can talk to you about last night." Jasmine's face tightened.

"The creature, I was actually hoping I could talk to you about it too. I didn't think I would get the chance thou." The Caretaker looked around before gesturing inside. Jasmine furrowed her eyebrow but nodded. She led him inside and closed the door.

The Caretaker walked around the room, examining it.

"Sorry, didn't feel good talking out in the open like that. Now back to the creature or Wendigo as some people call it. Last night we won against it but I know it's not over. The Wendigo was after something last night and I'm pretty sure he's still in danger."

"The Prince." Jasmine figured. The Caretaker nodded before picking up a bottle of perfume and sniffing it.

"The Wendigo were created for war, to follow orders and nothing more. They aren't really intelligent creatures; they just do whatever their master tells them to. So last night someone told that Wendigo to attack the prince and that person's still out there."

"But why the prince? His kingdom never did anything wrong with ours."

"Well, either the person who sent it isn't from here and its personal or it's something more than that. Whatever the reason, it seems some snooping is in order. Would you like to help?"

"Me, why?"

"Well I need someone on the inside, why not have it be someone from the top?" Jasmine sat down on her bed and looked up at the Caretaker as he walked over to her.

"It won't be easy, I'll be stuck preparing for the announcement ceremony tonight." The Caretaker sat down and looked at her.

"So can you?" Jasmine thought about it. She asked for it and here it was, her chance, so she nodded.

"Let's put a stop to this." The Caretaker smiled at her.

"Great." He jumped up and headed for the balcony door. "Alright there are some things I need to iron out. When I need you again I'll get you princess." "Wait what?" Jasmine snapped out of her shock and ran after the Caretaker. She jumped in between the door and him and frowned. "What?" the Caretaker asked.

"You are not pulling that disappearing act again. I don't know if this is your first time working with someone, but there's usually a level of trust with these sorts of things." The Caretaker glanced around, confused.

"Trust?"

"We don't know each other that well, but you asked me to help, so you have to let me in, at least a little."

"Like how?"

"Like maybe, your name for start?" The Caretaker blinked before laughing, which only made Jasmine more frustrated.

"Why are you laughing?" The Caretaker raised a hand.

"I'm sorry, heh, I'm sorry. Ahem, alright I'll give you my name. Richie, my friends call me Richie." He reached out his hand. Jasmine saw the hand and her expression turned to gratitude. She grabbed it and shook.

"Jasmine." Richie kept looking at Jasmine, as if thinking over something. After three seconds he spoke up.

"Alright, you're right, if we want this- temporary partnership to work I have to include you more. You need to be here right now?"

"Um, no I should be good for an hour or three."

"Good then follow me to the market place." Richie let go of Jasmine's hand and went for the door.

"Where are we going?" Jasmine followed along.

"My house."

"Oh." Jasmine didn't think her demands would work so well. Richie opened the door just a crack before looking back at Jasmine.

"Actually, we should probably get you in less conspicuous clothing." Jasmine looked down at her royal and expensive clothing.

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After a change of clothes, Richie and Jasmine, the latter now wearing brown robes and a hood to hide her face, walked through the marketplace of Agrabah and the former now wearing a pouch that connected to his pants. As they did, Jasmine looked around, seemingly awestricken by everything that passed her.

Everything amazed her, from the shouting of the vendors, to what they sold, whether it was food, rugs, or jewelry. Even thou she's seen and owned better versions of them. Richie, noticing her whimsical behavior was attracting some attention pulled her back in.

"Um princess, why don't we reel it in a little?"

"Sorry, it's just- is it always like this?"

"It was like this yesterday, so probably."

"It's so quite in the palace, being surrounded by all these people is- refreshing."

"Well, I wish I knew that before living somewhere away from people."

"Really? You don't seem like the type."

"Ah, I like my privacy like anyone else. Besides my place is admittedly a little- weird."

"Weird? Now I can believe that." Jasmine joked.

"Hey." Richie said, smiling back at her. Out of the corner of his eye, Richie noticed something. Some of the people he was passing were staring at them, no not staring, glaring. He found one leaning against the wall, her eyes following them as they walked. Another one passed them and turned to stare at them. Some were just standing amongst the crowds. Richie's happy expression quickly turned off.

He took Jasmine's hand, surprising her.

"We should probably pick up the pace." He began walking fast, bringing her along with him.

"What, why do we have to…" She turned behind them and saw that the strangers were running towards them now. "Never mind, we should run- I mean actually run." Richie saw the group of people running their way and picked up the pace. Richie let Jasmine go and the two ran side by side down the marketplace. Richie and Jasmine made good distance between them and their pursuers, but they were so focused on the ones behind them they didn't notice a large man coming out of the crowd from the side.

The man grabbed Jasmine's wrist and pulled her back and away from Richie, who immediately noticed and stopped running. Jasmine looked up and widened her eyes when she saw the man's pale skin and blue veins popping out. His pupils were red and the veins in his eyes were black.

"Let go of her!" Richie jumped and kicked the man in the face. The kick launched the man back and into a vendor's stand. Jasmine sighed with relief.

"Thank you." Richie nodded before he was suddenly pulled by Jasmine and spun around. Jasmine stopped where Richie once stood and back kicked another attack in the face before kicking him in the ribs and finishing with a punch to the face. Richie suddenly ducked and dodged some lady trying to tackle him. The normal citizens around them were starting to notice and make room for Jasmine and Richie.

They either thought this was some sudden performance or they just didn't want to get involved in a fight. Either way Richie didn't like the attention. After knocking another crazy citizen out, Richie ran over to Jasmine, who was fending off another attacker. Richie quickly pulled a kunai out of his pouch and threw it at the attacker, stabbing her right in knee and forcing her to kneel.

Jasmine took the opportunity to knee her in the face, knocking her out. Richie caught up to Jasmine and pulled out a small ball out of his pouch.

"We're getting unwanted attention. Close your eyes." Jasmine complied and Richie threw the ball down at the ground. The ball cracked the second it hit the ground and pure blinding light came out, blinding everyone in the area. Richie opened his eyes and tapped Jasmine, giving her the signal to do the same.

They both ran for it, going around the corner and continuing forward without breaking pace. Richie looked around.

"Agh, I don't think we lost them." He looked up. "I got a plan." He suddenly picked Jasmine up bridal style, something she did not like, and jumped through an open second floor window of some house. He landed inside the house and put Jasmine down. She immediately punched him in the arm.

"Don't do that!" She whispered harshly.

"Sorry!" He whispered back. "Get away from the windows so they don't see." They both jumped on either side of the window and kept their backs against the wall, that's when they noticed the owner of the house staring at them with widened eyes and a dropped jaw.

"Uh- hello." Jasmine said awkwardly, followed by a wave, Richie followed her lead with an awkward wave of his own. The woman quickly shot up and ran out of the room.

"Guards, guards!"

"Well," Richie said. ", that's not what we need right now."

"Richie," Richie turned to Jasmine and saw the look of concern on her face. ", what happened to those people? Their faces, their eyes, they- were demons." Richie's face went solemn, as he recalled the faces that attacked them.

"They're humans, like you- but they've been mutated by dark magic."

"Dark magic?" Richie nodded.

"Right now they're still in the metamorphosis phase, but when that's over they'll become- Wendigos." Jasmine widened her eyes.

"All of them?!" She asked. Richie didn't get a chance to answer because three infected citizens crashed through the wall in between both of them. A big guy and two pretty skinny women.

"Don't let appearances fool you Jasmine. Even the skinnier ones have super human strength, and don't be afraid to hit hard or cut deep, they can take it." Richie pulled out two kunai and crouched before dodging a punch from the meat head. He continued to dodge as Jasmine eyed her two opponents. She opened up her cloak, revealing her belt with knives strapped against it. She pulled out two and charged.

She swung at the women, who revealed their fast reflexes to her, dodging every slice she delivered. One of the women bared her claws and charged while Jasmine was dealing with the other one. Jasmine noticed, but too late. She only had time to cover her face with the cloak, which the infected citizen sliced through easily. Jasmine cursed before seeing an opportunity.

She grabbed the woman's arm, pulled her close and decked her in the nose, sending her on the floor. Jasmine quickly stabbed the woman through the hand as well as the floor board. She turned and faced the other one who charged at her. Back with Richie, he was dodging the wild punches of the infected big guy. After a few swings he palmed him in the side, making the guy gasp for air.

Richie followed up with a punch in the stomach, knocking him out. He saw Jasmine fighting the last one standing and grabbed the big guy by the wrist.

"Jasmine, out of the way!" Jasmine turned and saw what Richie wanted to do. She jumped back and Richie threw the guy at the woman. The big guy collided with the woman and ended up on top of her. Jasmine looked at all three infected and bit her lip

. "How many infected are there?" She wondered. Richie shook his head.

"It's hard to tell, that's why we need to stop this before they turn into Wendigo, which is why I need to go home. C'mon, the guards will come from the ground so we'll go to the rooftops." They found a ladder that led to the roof. Once outside Richie looked around before pointing in some direction. "We're almost there. Just a- hop, skip, and…"

"Please stop, I'm nervous as it is." Richie raised an eyebrow.

"You're scared, of what?"

"I've never really had much practice jumping from rooftop to rooftop Richie; I think I can be a little scared." Richie smiled and held out his hand.

"I'll help, take my hand." Richie heard noises and turned to see more infected hopping from rooftop to rooftop coming straight for them.

"Jasmine- trust me." Jasmine clenched her teeth and grabbed Richie's hand. Together they ran for the edge and jumped off. They landed on next door rooftop with a stumble, but otherwise were fine. Jasmine, breathing hard smiled before starting the charge this time. They both jumped off and landed on another rooftop. They both continued to perform rocky parkour from one rooftop to another.

The pace they were going, the infected were going to catch up to them. Luckily Richie spotted a rundown two story house with a hole in it. His goal was in sight.

"I'm gonna bridal style you again."

"What's tha- ah!" Richie picked Jasmine up again and ran for the edge. "Richie!"

"Hit me when we're safe!" He launched off of the rooftop and went right through the building's opening. Jasmine and Richie successfully got inside, but hit the second floor's ground a little hard and face first. The inside looked even more rundown, with random junk cluttering the place, dust taking over, and vermin scurrying around. Richie was the first to get up.

He quickly made his way to the hole and saw the infected closing in. He took a step back and weaved some signs. Tiger, hare, Boar, Dog. Earth Release: Earth Wall Justu! Richie planted both hands on the ground, and a wall erupted out the floor in front of him, blocking the hole up. He got up and ran back to Jasmine, who was up now herself.

"More magic, you need to tell me how you know all this."

"Well now that we're here you can ask me all the questions you want."

"Wait- this is your house?" Richie looked around.

"Oh, not this- thou it's not bad." Richie ran to the corner of the room where something was covered by a large tarp.

"No, agh, this is my house." Richie pulled off the tarp revealing a blue UK police box standing tall and out of place in this rundown room. Jasmine furrowed her eyebrows. She prepared herself for strange, but if she was honest, she didn't think any amount of preparing would work for this reveal. It was just a box. A weird looking box to her, but a box none the less.

"Uh- You're house- is a box?" Richie furrowed his eyebrow.

"Yeah, what's wrong with a box?" Jasmine raised her hands.

"Oh no, nothing." Richie reached into his pocket and pulled out a key.

"Some of the best things come from boxes."

"No, no. It's a nice…box. I'm just worried that they'll be able to notice it. It sticks out."

"Oh, yeah they'll notice it," Richie unlocked the door and opened it a crack. ", but by then it'll be too late." He opened the door. Jasmine tried to look inside but it was too dark. Jasmine took a step back.

"What's your plan here exactly?" Richie turned around.

"You'll see, you just have to get in the box." If Jasmine didn't look unsure about this, she definitely did now. Richie turned to the wall made of earth and saw cracks being formed with each attack it took from the infected trying to get in outside. He turned back to Jasmine. "Jasmine I'm getting you out of here."

He held out his hand.

Jasmine still looked unsure, but seeing as how she didn't have a lot of options, she took a deep breath, grabbed his hand, and they both jumped into the strange blue box.

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Unable to see, Jasmine held her hands out, expecting to run into the wall any second. After three steps she stumbled. Where was the wall? Hearing the door close and footsteps, she turned to see Richie walking calmly.

"The box is bigger than I thought." Richie stopped next to her and smirked.

"You think so?" He snapped his fingers and the lights turned on. Jasmine had to squint her eyes because of the sudden bright lights, they quickly adjusted and Jasmine was able to see just how big the box actually was. Her jaw dropped as her eyes took in everything and her brain tried to understand.

"I guess maybe a little." They weren't in a box, the police box's door opened up into an actual room, and not a small one either. The door led to a grey room, with metal, slightly curved, walls and round thingsall over the room. The walkway circled the room, bars at the edge to keep people from falling down into the level below. The pathway near the front door had a separate walkway that led to the large console in the center of the room. Finally in the corner of the room were a set of stairs leading to a hallway. (A/N: Look up buzzfeed TARDIS interiors. #11)

"W-we were in a box."Jasmine said as she kept looking around. Richie ran for the controls and started flipping levers and pressing buttons all over the console.

"We still are." Jasmine walked deeper into the room.

"The doorway, it was a portal." The room shook for a minute and made a strange groaning noise Jasmine hung onto the railings as the ship moved.

"Nope, we're in the box." A holo-screen appeared in front of Richie, showing information about their current location. "Perfect." He ran back for the door and Jasmine followed him.

"But how?! It's, it's…" Richie opened the door and popped his head out, Jasmine did the same. They were now in a completely different place, different part of the world by the looks of it. They were near the edge of a cliff. Grass just one step away from them. Down below they could see green fields, trees here and there, a river with sparkling water. Out in the distance a white and blue castle sat on a small mountain, like something out of a fairy tale.

"…it's like a dream." Richie nodded.

"Yeah, never get tired of seeing the look on peoples face." Richie popped back into the box while Jasmine just kept staring outside in awe.

Richie walked back to the console and checked on some things.

"Where are we?" Jasmine said, loud enough or Richie to hear her.

"Uhh, France it says. Heh, I don't think we're gonna have to worry about them following us." A nervous laugh escaped Jasmine's mouth.

"Yeah- unless they have…teleporting boxes as well." Jasmine started to shake. She stepped back inside and closed the door. Richie looked up from his work and saw Jasmine looking down as she took a couple of breaths. Was he moving too fast for her? He wasn't an idiot, he knew how crazy his box was, maybe he was putting too much on her.

"Um, Jasmine." Jasmine turned to Richie with a blank look. "We should probably get a move on." He said pointing to the doorway at the top of the stairs. Jasmine nodded.

"R-right." Richie walked up the steps and Jasmine followed. They walked into the hallway, which had whiter walls with the same kind of circles architecture as the ones in the console room. "So, what is this thing exactly, how does it work?"

"It's called the T.A.R.D.I.S., stands for Time and Relative Dimension in Space, outdated title, seeing as how this thing can't travel through time anymore, but it's still a cool name so I keep it."

"This thing could travel- through time?"

Richie nodded.

"Now all it can do is travel, heh, but boy can she travel."

"Wow." Richie looked at her with a bit of worry. She was still in shock. He glanced around before clearing his throat.

"Alright Jasmine, if you have any questions about me, now is the time to ask." Jasmine immediately turned to Richie.

"You talked before like you weren't human. Are you not?" She asked quickly, like really quickly. Richie had to hold back a laugh.

"Heh- uh, well no actually. I'm not human." Jasmine looked down and nodded.

"Alright… well- you look really good for an alien." Richie shrugged.

"Just because I'm an alien doesn't mean I have to be ugly, does it?"

"No! No, I guess not. Sorry."

"Anything else?" Jasmine looked around.

"Where'd you get the ship?"

"Stole it." Richie said dramatically. Jasmine smiled a little and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, you?"

"Yeah, don't think I can?"

"You just don't seem like the type. You're more of a- polished guard; too nice." Richie placed a hand on his chest.

"A boy scout? I'm hurt!" Jasmine laughed.

"I guess, what's a boy scout?" Richie shook his head as he laughed.

"I'll tell you later, but you're right I didn't steal this, it was a gift from a friend."

"I thought so." Richie saw Jasmine, calm, smiling, not so overwhelmed. It helped calm him down. The two stopped at a metal door, which slid open when they were close enough. The two walk into a high-tech laboratory. Three monitors hung on the walls, each with its own pile of data scrolling down the screen. Lying on a table in the middle of the room was the Wendigo. Jasmine scrunches her nose in disgust.

"It's the- Wendigo, right?" Richie nodded and looked down with a look of regret.

"Don't worry, it's- long dead." Jasmine was confused.

"Dead? I thought you said, last night, it was still alive?"

"I thought so too. Electricity doesn't usually kill it and the shock I gave it shouldn't have done so much damage. Fire is supposed to be its weakness, similar to the species that created them."

"That's why you shot a fireball out of your mouth." Richie nodded.

"That attack was supposed to weaken it enough to knock it out, but it had no effect."

"So what are you saying? This isn't a- 'normal' Wendigo?"

"I'm saying it's a poor copy." Richie went over to the keyboard underneath the screens and typed a few things in. One screen (OG) changed to a video of a blood stream. The stream itself is red while the blood cells were orange. Another screen (Copy) showed a red stream with red blood cells and blue streaks covering them. "Whoever's behind this doesn't know what they're doing and judging by how many infected citizens there are, they're also very desperate for soldiers." Jasmine frowned.

"They could be planning on attacking my family, to take over and become Sultan."

"He attacked the prince, someone who was going to marry you, that's why the Wendigo attacked last night."

Richie got up and walked over to the Wendigo.

"The prince got lucky last night, might not happen again. The one behind this knows to be more careful this time, and after seeing me in action he won't make any more mistakes.

"You already know who it is, don't you?" Richie raised an eyebrow.

"Do you?" He watched her think about it. She seemed to be connecting the dots before his eyes. He only needed to give her a few seconds before she said;

"Jafar, he was there last night and if the prince died, he'd have a better chance of marrying me- ugh, and becoming Sultan." Richie nodded.

"You're right. Mr. Goatee seems to be the biggest suspect."

"We need to tell my father. Together we can get him in chains before the ball tonight." Richie shook his head.

"I don't have any proof. Hell, I can even be wrong. Besides I don't like working in the spotlight. I'd rather look for evidence myself while everyone's distracted by the ball. Once we find something we take down Jafar, give you the evidence and just like that, life in prison."

"Ok, the only problem is if I don't go to the ball, people are going to be looking for me. Won't people running around everywhere mess up our investigation?" Richie shook his head.

"You'll be at the ball." Jasmine frowned.

"What?" Richie made his way out of the lab and Jasmine followed him. The two got to hallway before Jasmine continued. "I thought you said I was with you."

"Jasmine, you're right I need you at that ball to keep people calm and in one place." The two got back into the console room and went down the stairs.

"So…"

Richie turned to her and smiled.

"I guess you'll just have to be in two places at once."

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Night came, but the lights in Agrabah kept the city alive. The lights in the palace were exceptionally bright, acting as a beacon for all the regally dressed high-class citizens of Agrabah and the visitors from other lands to flock to. Servants greeted them as they entered through the palace's large open double doors.

In a small hallway, a palace servant walked over to one of the doors and opened it. Inside, four handmaidens were putting the finishing touches on a dress. "Princess?" "Jasmine" who was wearing the dress turned. "Fifteen minutes before its time to walk." The princess smiled and nodded before bringing her focus back on the hand maidens.

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Richie kicked the bottom of the TARDIS's console, opening a hatch. He reached into it and pulled out a big crystal.

"What is that?" Jasmine asked as she examined it with her eyes. Richie raised the crystal Jasmine's face and, without warning, it scanned her. Jasmine jumped back. "What just happened?!"

"Don't worry; it was just a harmless scan."

"Scan?" Richie threw the rock on the ground.

"It just needed to read the person it was copying. Now watch this." The crystal glowed and a human body started to form out of light. Jasmine covered her eyes as the body made out of light started to grow detail; clothes, a mouth, ect. Once it was done the light went away and Jasmine put down her arms, allowing her to see the perfect copy of herself that was standing right in front of her. Jasmine looked stunned.

"How- how did it do that? That looks like a perfect copy of me."

"Gem tech Jasmine, another alien race. It's usually used for infiltration, but I was able to snag one just in case I needed it for- well whatever. Was planning on using for a joke, but this is probably more important." Jasmine was at awe. She circled the clone with a dumb smile on her face.

"We can put her in my place, no one would know. This is brilliant." The clone followed Jasmine with her eyes as she smiled.

"Isn't it?"

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C-Jasmine smiled at the mirror in front of her as she recalled the events in the TARDIS.

Richie and Jasmine, who now had three of Richie's kunai attached to her belt, replacing the ones she lost, watched the guests walk down the hall from behind a giant pillar. When they knew it was safe, the two snuck into the shadows.

Jasmine's family and the Prince sat at the head table, which was located on a stage, which overlooked all the guests that were walking in.

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Richie and Jasmine ran through the palace's large empty halls. As they ran, Richie thought back to the talk he and Jasmine had on the TARDIS.

"To be able to mutate so many people, Jafar needed a place to work. Know anywhere that could lead to a secret evil lair?" Jasmine thought about it. "There is a part of the palace I almost always see Jafar walking from. I can't give an exact location, but it might be somewhere in that room." Richie and Jasmine ran around a corner and entered a ballroom, smaller than the one for the party was taking place in.

Richie looked around; the place was a typical ballroom. Pillars back against the walls, marble floors, and glass ceilings with the moon shining through it.

"This is the room, but I wouldn't know where to look specifically." Jasmine said. Richie pulled out his scouter and looked around. Steady beeps came from the device until his eyes landed on one of the pillars, where it suddenly beeped like crazy. Richie walked over to the pillar and placed his hand on it. He then knocked on it and heard a hollow sound. He looked around, making sure he wasn't going to get ambushed, and then kicked the pillar, breaking the secret door right off its hinges.

Stairs spiraled down a pillar into darkness. Richie and Jasmine stuck their head in, torches were lit, bringing light and showing off the lair's red brick walls. He turned to Jasmine. "I really hope we're not looking at the wrong evil lair." Jasmine rolled her eyes with a smirk and walked in. Richie took off his scouter and followed behind.

The torches were freshly lit, Richie reckoned they were magical, like sensors they lit when someone walked by. If that was true, it wasn't just them in there.

"Here I was afraid we'd have to search around this place without a tour guide." He said as he pulled out a kunai from his back pouch. Richie and Jasmine made it down the stairs and entered a short hallway with four doors. Richie walked cautiously to the first door on the left and slowly opened it. He peaked in and found a small shabby room with nothing but a mattress and a few clothes on the floor. "Personal care isn't really on the top of Jafar's list, is it?" Richie thought as he saw a rat scurry to another part of the room.

Jasmine went for the next one across from the bedroom. She opened it and found a small room with a plethora of random items, all organized in shelves. Richie followed her in and grabbed one of the items.

"Toq'er ore," He turned to something in a jar. ", Ere:re drool. Who's doing your shopping Jafar?" Richie signaled Jasmine towards the hallway and they both exited the room. Richie closed the door and turned to Jasmine. Looks like evidence won't be a problem. Still no Jafar thou." A red glow appeared behind Richie and Jasmine widened her eyes. "Richie move!" Jasmine grabbed Richie by the arm and pulled the both of them out of the way of a surge of red energy that ripped through the floor where Richie once stood. Richie turned and narrowed his eyes when he saw Jafar standing on the last step of the stairs, his serpent staff emitting red smoke.

"The Street Rat again and again with the princess, poking your heads where it doesn't belong." Richie smirked.

"I can say the same about you. I took a look at your little collection in the other room. What business does a human like you have with the stuff in there?"

"I wouldn't call myself human anymore." Richie widened his eyes when he heard Jafar's voice coming from behind. Within five seconds Jafar sent a ball of energy at Jasmine, sending her flying down the hall. He then turned to Richie and used his staff to smack the young man right into the wall and into the bedroom. Richie crashed into the bedroom's wall and took two steps before falling to one knee. Jafar walked in through the new hole in the wall and snarled. Richie looked up. "You shouldn't underestimate me boy." Richie started to get up.

"You're right, agh. I should be the last person that underestimates someone based on their looks." Jafar spun his staff as he began to walk closer. "That being said I would like to know how someone like you could hit me right through a wall." Jafar smirked before charging. He raised his staff and swung down. Richie dived for the side. Jafar slammed his weapon into the ground, destroying it.

The vizier spun and swung his staff. Richie raised both his kunai and blocked it, making a small shockwave. Richie ducked under the staff and punched Jafar in the face, sending him into the wall on the other side of the room. Richie threw both kunai but Jafar deflected both of them before firing a beam of red energy out of his hand. Lighting Blade! Electricity covered Richie's hand and used it block the beam. Jafar's beam grew stronger so Richie added more power into his hand, matching Jafar's attack.

Purple sparks started appearing between Jafar's attack and Richie's defense. Richie noticed the sparks and widened his eyes before there was an explosion.

Sometime Later

Richie slowly opened his eyes and groaned as the pain in his head started to go away. He looked around and noticed he was suspended in the air, his wrists tied by red energy behind his back. His blurry vision began to clear, which was how he noticed Jafar circling the middle of some kind of ritual altar. He pointed one of his hands at his serpant staff, which was also suspended in the air, as he chanted softly in some ancient language.

Richie continued to look around. They seem to still be in the lair, in a much bigger room then the last two. The room was filled with book shelves and regular shelves that held more items stuffed in jars, and gems. The floor also had some random books littered here and there. In the center of the room, two clumsily made arcs were built over the altar, both had glyphs etched into them. Richie turned back towards Jafar and noticed his clothes were pretty tattered.

The explosion must've gotten him to, but he looked fine. Richie looked next to him and saw Jasmine floating unconscious next to him, bounded just like him. Richie tried whispering Jasmine's name, hoping to get her attention, but Jasmine wasn't waking Jafar however heard Richie and smiled. He stopped chanting, but he continued to circle the staff as he waved his arms.

"Awake now? With all that confidence I didn't think that blast would affect you so much." Riche's gaze moved to the staff.

"It's been a while since I've seen it, but I don't think I'm wrong with thinking that that's an ancient Martian rejuvenation technique. Using the altar to restore power back into your staff? Heh, I didn't think our little clash took that much energy, did it?" Jafar scoffed.

"No of course not. Tonight is a big night; I want to be fully prepared for when I finally take the throne. It is interesting thou how you know about Martian artifacts. I thought I was the only one on this planet."

"I'd rather talk about what's happening upstairs. You said you were taking the throne tonight?" Jafar raised an eyebrow before grabbing his staff and hitting the butt of it on the ground. Suddenly Richie felt magical energy surging through him, filling him with pain.

"Aghh!"

"Quickly understand boy, I'm the one asking the questions." Jafar tapped the ground again and the torture stopped. Richie took heavy breaths as started to regain his senses. He looked up at Jafar and smiled.

"I'd answer if your questions were good ones." Jafar shocked Richie again with an irritated snarl. After almost a minute, Jafar stopped and Richie went limp. Thin layers of smoke rose out of Richie as he took deep breaths. "You know- maybe this torture thing- is starting to work. Try shocking me one more time." Jafar messed with his goatee.

"Stubborn, your wellbeing isn't your first priority? Well how about the wellbeing of the lovely princess?" Richie widened his eye.

"Jafar, don't even think about it. Leave her out of this!"

"But she has everything to do with this. She is the key to the throne after all as well as my future wife." Jafar hit the ground with the butt of his staff again, this time shocking Jasmine.

"No, Stop!" Richie screamed. Jasmine screamed in pain as electricity surged through her body.

"Alright, alright I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything about the artifacts, where they come from- how you can get more!" Jafar lifted his head and smirked before canceling out the electricity. Jasmine's body went slack.

"Jasmine, Jasmine!"

"She's fine boy, thou remember I can change that, I don't need her as my wife anymore, it would just be nice." Richie glared at Jafar, who narrowed his eyes.

"All right then." He pointed his palm at Jasmine and a ball of energy appeared. He was about to fire it when,

"I know so much because I've seen these things used first hand;" Richie blurted out. Jafar turned to him and put down his hand. "I know how dangerous they are."

"Save me the warnings…"

"I'm just telling you I know my stuff. I've seen people, fought alongside people who would use the magic you're using. It'd destroy everything and everyone…until all that was left to destroy was themselves." Jafar narrowed his eyes.

"Where did you come from?"

"I'm not really from anywhere anymore. I'm a traveler. I've been everywhere." Behind Richie's back, his bound hands began to crackle with a little electricity, too small for Jafar to notice, but enough to create cracks in his energy shackles. "I've met different kinds of species, populating countless of kingdoms on countless planets, all of them floating around different galaxies in different universes, and all of it coming together to form our- Omniverse; this grand ever growing ever mysterious thing that's always coming up with new wonders and secrets."

The electricity started to cover Richie's hand. Jafar was too much in his own head to notice thou. As Richie talked, he fantasized about this wondrous Omniverse that he was apparently already a part of.

"And this- Omniverse, who is its ruler?" Jasmine, who was starting to regain consciousness slowly turned and noticed a smirk crept on Richie's face.

"That's thinking way to small Jafar. The Omniverse can't be contained and can't be kept in line. All we can do is help keep it moving. You see this is why you're not ready for what's out there," Jafar furrowed his eyebrows. ", and it's also why I'm stopping you, right now!" Lighting Stream! The electricity suddenly shot around Richie's body.

Jafar took a step back as the energy around Richie cracked. After a few cracks the energy shattered, letting him go. Jasmine widened her eyes.

"Richie!" Jasmine called out weakly

Lightning Spear! Richie pointed his hand at Jasmine and a spear of electricity shot out and pierced the energy surrounding Jasmine, shattering it. Jasmine landed on her feet, but fell to her knees. Richie stood up and got in between Jasmine and Jafar, the latter sized up Richie before clenching his staff.

"You really want to do this song and dance Jafar? I can't be caught off guard again." Jafar shook his head.

"Now who's thinking small street rat? Do you honestly think I need cheap tricks to kill you?" Jafar grabbed his robes and ripped them off. He was only in his pants now; his top half was completely shown. He wasn't scrawny like everyone thought, he was actually quite buff and that wasn't even the weirdest part.

"Jafar, what did you do to yourself?"

"I would've been a fool to give all this power to just the street rats. Unfortunately for you boy," Half of Jafar's top half, minus his face, was Wendigo white ", my magic helps me control it." Jafar advanced. Richie raised his arms in an X shape and blocked a punch heading straight for his face. Richie was sent flying over Jasmine and through the wall.

"Richie!" Jasmine shot up, but immediately stumbled and went back to her knees. Jafar smirked and walked over to the hole.

"I'll be back for you princess." Jafar snapped his finger and a mirror appeared. The mirror showed events happening at the ball. "Until then why don't you sit and watch as I kill the royals and gather your people up for my army." Jasmine struggled to stay conscious.

"They were- your people too." Jafar snarled.

"I am beyond them, beyond this planet. I planned on being the lord of nations, now I will become the master of the Omniverse!" Jafar's staff's eyes glowed and the "man" walked off.

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Back at the ball, C-Jasmine was daydreaming, paying no attention to the things around her. She had the same thoughts and opinions as the original Jasmine, so really the whole party didn't interest her in the slightest. She was so out of it she almost didn't notice when the Prince placed a hand on hers.

"Are you alright?" He asked, snapping Jasmine out of her trance.

"Hm?"

"You haven't said a word; I was making sure you're ok." Jasmine put on a fake smile.

"Uh, yeah. Just- thinking I guess."

"About the wedding? I know it was sudden but don't worry. After it's over I promise you won't ever have to lift a finger again. You'll spend your life in nothing but bliss." He moved his hand to her face and she put on her best smile, which at the moment was pretty meh.

"Wow, that sounds…" C-Jasmine noticed something in the corner of her eye. She looked up and saw the Wendigo crawling around the ceiling. C-Jasmine stood up.

"Uh- Jasmine, what are you doing?"

"Oh just stretching my legs my love. Wouldn't want to get a cramp." She said as she reached for something under the table and pulled out a sheathed oversized kunai, making the Prince lean back.

"The hell?" C-Jasmine walked away from the table, surprising the royals, and walked down the stage, despite her father's insistence to come back. She walked over to a guard.

"I need to borrow your sword."

"Your high…" C-Jasmine pulled his sword out of the sheath and aimed it at the Wendigo.

"Thank you inhuman strength." She whispered before throwing the saber at the Wendigo. The weapon went flying right for the creature. The Wendigo, seeing it coming, launched off of the ceiling and landed on the ballroom floor. Everyone screamed and rushed away from the creature, creating space for it.

"Jasmine, Jasmine, get back here!" The Sultan begged. C-Jasmine ignored his please and focused on the Wendigo which was letting out a loud cry.

"Princess, you really should listen to your father. It's not safe." C-Jasmine unsheathed her kunai and threw the sheath away.

"If I don't help you you're all going to die, so just shut up; stop focusing on me, and fight!" She ordered. The guard looked at her surprised, but obeyed and shifted his focus to the Wendigo. C-Jasmine surprised herself with her small outburst.

"I guess Jasmine and I aren't as alike as I thought." She thought before she charged towards the Wendigo.

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Jasmine clenched her fist. The area around her shook as the fight between Richie and Jafar continued. She couldn't stay on the ground while everyone else fought, hell even her clone was protecting the people. She got up and started looking around. She was better now; the shock from before no longer affected her so she could focus on trying to find something that could help.

Richie and Jafar crashed into a cave with Jafar holding onto Richie's shirt. He punched him in the face, sending him crashing into the ground. Jafar landed on Richie, making him cough up blood.

"You act with so much bravado, but what can you actually do- boy?" Jafar put more weight on Richie's chest. Despite the pain, Richie smirked.

"Well I'm so glad you asked." Richie suddenly turned into the puff of smoke, leaving Jafar stunned. Richie was gone, and the only thing left was a red tag, which was on fire. Jafar noticed it and raised an eyebrow.

"Wha…" The tag exploded, engulfing Jafar. Richie, who was standing upside down from the cave's ceiling, narrowed his eyes at the pile of smoke caused by the explosion. Without a word, he pulled out a kunai and launched towards the smoke. Jafar shot out of the smoke and swung his staff. They both clashed a few times midair before launching off each other. As he was flying back, Richie quickly threw his kunai.

Jafar immediately moved to the side and right away heard an sssss sound. He turned and widened his eyes when he saw a red tag connected to the kunai. The tag exploded, blowing the sorcerer to the side. Richie started to descend as Jafar's body was rushing to the ground. Jafar, still conscious, fixed himself midair and landed on his feet, before immediately drawing a red energy a circle on the ground with one foot.

When he finished he hit the ground with his staff. Richie landed and was immediately attacked by multiple rock hands that shot out of the ground and rushed towards him. Richie immediately got on the defensive and dodged the incoming hand. Whenever he was too slow, he'd shoot lightning spears at them, destroying them while they're still in the air. After about three dozen hands were shot at him, Richie weaved a few signs.

The ground in front of him grew muddy and a dragon in earth form shot out of it. The dragon looked at the incoming hands and opened its mouth before firing a torrent of earth bullets that ripped through the hands and made its way to Jafar who was forced to cancel his spell and move out of its way. The dragon's attack followed Jafar wherever he ran until it pinned him behind a pillar that was slowly getting destroyed by the earth bullets.

"C'mon Jafar, you're good but I have a lot up my sleeve." Jafar snarled before biting his thumb, drawing out blood. He drew a curvy line with his blood and whispered an incantation. The blood glowed and turned into a snake that grew to the size that rivaled the mud dragon. Richie immediately noticed the snake and cursed before bringing the dragon's attention to it. Jafar whispered

"Go!" and the dragon slithered right for Richie. The snake dodged all of the earth bullets with ease as it made its way towards the dragon. When it was close enough, the snake launched at the mud creature and smashed right through, immediately going for Richie next with its mouth wide open. Richie back flipped right before the creature could catch him in its mouth. Richie threw a few kunai at it, scratching it, and actually getting one in its eye, but the creature was relentless, it didn't even look hurt.

It just charged again, baring its fangs. The creature rose up before heading straight down for Richie. It crashed into the spot Richie was, kicking up smoke, blocking the aftermath from view.

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Jasmine looked through the shelves of the ritual room, looking for, well anything. She wasn't expecting a book that said "Jafar's weakness here!" but one would've been nice. She did find another spell book thou. She had found three, but two of them were old ones Jafar tried to make and were marked as failures, and the last one was in a language she didn't understand. She opened the book and looked through it. It was readable, which was a good start.

She flipped through a few pages until she stopped at a page with lightning symbols. Jasmine read through it before smiling.

"Well, this looks promising." She read through it again and stopped when she found the spell's ingredients. "Oh I hope all of these things are actually here." She took the book and ran out of the room.

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The dust cleared revealing Richie to have one foot pinning down the bottom of the snake's mouth, while he held up the top half by the serpent's fangs. The snake tried to add more weight in order to break Richie's hold, but holding the snake back wasn't much of a challenge for him, it was distracting however. Richie was so focused on the snake; he didn't notice Jafar sneak up behind him.

"Keep your eyes on me boy." Richie's eyes glowed purple for a second before Jafar slammed his staff into Richie's side, launching him to the side. Richie fixed himself midair, just in time to see Jafar heading right for him. Richie landed on the ground with a skid and pulled out two kunai. Jafar was quick to catch up to Richie and start another clash between the two. As they traded blows, their speed increased until were nothing but blurs fighting all around the cave to anyone with normal vision.

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Jasmine, who was in the stock room, carrying two other jars, reached for a jar of blue light from the shelf of the ingredient room.

"Alright, this is all of it. Have to hurry back to complete the spell." Carrying everything, she ran out of the room. In the hallway, Jasmine quickly looked right then left and quickly did a double take when she saw four infected citizens making their way to the bottom steps. They noticed her too and growled before baring their claws. "Oh good, I was hoping for an extra pair of hands."

They growled and took a step closer. Jasmine crouched down and started putting the jars and book down.

"I'm guessing you're not here for that." The four launched towards Jasmine, who shot up, still holding the light jar, and took out a dagger. She jumped in front of her stuff and held back the infected, blocking their slashed, dodging their punches and attempts to rip her throat with their teeth, all while holding the jar, thou it was slowing her down. A couple times the infected citizens were able to knick her with their claws.

She had to make quick moves to stay ahead; like when she threw the jar in the air, stabbed one of the infected in the knee, back flipped onto another infected's face and used it to propel herself into the air to grab the jar. She landed in-between the spiral stairs and the infected and put down the jar before pulling out a kunai. She twirled both weapons before charging towards the four infected.

She started slashing at the closest one and continued to attack and defend the best she could. As she dealt with the furious amount of attacks, she made her way into the center of the four infected and more specifically towards the slowest one, the one she stabbed in the knee. She threw her kunai into that infected's shoulder, the force pushed him back. Before he could recover, Jasmine punched the infected as hard as she could in the side of the head, knocking him out.

She quickly ducked under an infected's slash, pulled another one of her knives out, and stabbed another infected in the stomach, forcing her to hunch over. Jasmine took that opportunity to knee the infected in the face as she was doubling over, knocking her out. Jasmine quickly spun and used both her knives to block the last two infected's claws. Jasmine struggled to hold her own against the two's strength and in the end, she lost.

The infected broke her defenses, pushing her back. The one of them wasted no time and pounced. Jasmine dodged but was punched in the face by the other. The punch spun her right into a knee in the stomach by the second infected, sending her to her knees. She coughed as she tried to regain her breath. The last two infected stood over her and snarled. One of them got ready to run her through with his claws, but before they could do it, Jasmine stabbed him in the foot, making him howl in pain.

The other infected kicked her in the side, sending her flying. She landed next to the light jar. The infected that got stabbed ripped the knife out of his foot and threw it aside and the two advanced towards Jasmine. Jasmine looked around and noticed the jar. She quickly grabbed and gripped the lid.

"I really hope this does what I think it does." She opened the lid and a ball of light launched out and stayed right in front of Jasmine. Without warning the light shun bright, blinding the two infected. Jasmine blocked her view, but she quickly realized the light wasn't affecting her. She smiled. "Alright, even better then what I was thinking." She quickly ran towards the infected and knocked both of them out before bringing her attention back to the ball.

It was loose now and she had no time to move it, she could already see it start to dim. She had to create the spell now. The hallway wasn't the best setting, but it had to be done. She quickly gathered the spell book and the ingredients and got started.

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Sparks flashed all around the room, the sound of metal clashing echoed as well until the two clashed one more time on the ground; Richie with his two kunai and Jafar with his staff, the two of them struggled to hold their ground as they tried to overpower the other. After a few seconds Jafar smirked and broke the struggle before taking a deep breath and letting out a gust of wind the sent Richie flying back.

While Richie flew, Jafar spun his staff as fast as he could until it caught fire and became a spinning wheel of flames. Jafar threw the staff at Richie. Richie widened his eyes before getting cut in half. Richie's remains revealed themselves to be clone remains when they turned to smoke. Jafar snarled and called his staff back. The staff did a U-turn and started spinning back, at the same time the ground below cracked. Jafar, noticing the cracks, looked down, just in time to see Richie shoot out with his lighting covered fist out.

Jafar was only able to let out half a curse before he got an uppercut to the jaw. The electricity sent a shock through his body, making him dizzy. Richie took the opportunity to land a few more hits on his midsection and then two in the face, each hit was pushing Jafar back. To finish it Richie jumped in the air, cupped his hands together and swung down, aiming for the back of Jafar's head, but the old sorcerer raised a hand and Richie was stuck, suspended in the air, unable to move.

Jafar took a second to take a few breaths before looking up at Richie with hate in his eyes.

"You're persistent, why thou I have no idea. None of these people mean anything to you; you're not even from here." Electricity crackled around Richie and broke through the spell. Jafar raised his arms, thinking Richie was going to continue his original attack, but was surprised when the young "street rat" suddenly vanished. Before Jafar had time to think, Richie reappeared behind him in a crouched position and high kicked the vizier in the back.

He immediately shot up to his feet and continued with a barrage of kicks to the back, finishing it with a palm strike, sending Jafar flying forward. Jafar hit the ground, face first. Richie cracked his neck before making his way to Jafar. The old vizier growled as he started to pick himself up. He still hadn't gotten his staff back and he was losing, if he lost this fight everything he's done would mean nothing.

"You know they should definitely put warning labels for these spells." Jafar, still crouched, turned his head towards Richie, who looked down on him as he walked. "Simple ones like; don't turn yourself into a Wendigo, otherwise someone's going to come in and kick your ass. You'd think you wouldn't need that, but I guess there's always that one person that wants to try it."

"Raghh!" Jafar pointed his palm at Richie, who easily dodged a blast of energy Jafar tried to shoot at him. Jafar took deep breaths before launching at Richie who frowned. Jafar tried hitting Richie with his staff, but each swing was dodged by Richie who was starting to look annoyed. After the sixth swing, Richie quickly took out a kunai and blocked the last swing with barely any effort.

He then pushed the staff aside punched Jafar once in the stomach, making the sorcerer double over, once in the nose, then sent him flying with a high kick to the chin. The kick was so strong Jafar flew into the ceiling of the cave, and kept going up until he crashed through the ball room floor upstairs. Jafar landed on the marble floor, hard, groaning in pain.

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In the lair's hallway Jasmine felt the ceiling shake. She looked up from her work, making sure the ceiling wouldn't fall on her.

"They must've gone up." She looked back at her work, which was almost done. She just needed the light. She grabbed the ball of light, which was smaller than it was when it first came out of its jar, but it was still enough. She placed her palm on the ball and it connected to her. She brought the ball of light over a symbol on the ground she made out of some kind of blue slime and traced the symbol with the light.

The light seeped into the symbol, making the symbol light up. Once the symbol was successfully traced, the symbol shined for a few seconds before dimming itself enough for Jasmine to see.

"Alright, now just pick it up like you did the ball of light." She connected her palm to the symbol and it came off the floor and onto Jasmine's hand. A large smile made its way onto Jasmines face as she examined her enchanted hand, which was crackling with purple electricity. She did it, she did the spell. A rush of accomplishment surged through her as she admired the symbol. She could just stare at it all night, but she knew it wasn't over yet. Jasmine got on her feet and ran for the stairs back up to the ball room.

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Richie followed Jafar out of the hole and landed on his feet. He saw Jafar on the ground, in pain, and walked over to him.

"It's over Jafar, I'm done going easy on you." Jafar snarled and punched the ground.

"This isn't how this is supposed to go! With the Wendigo mutation and the Martian magic, I should be unstoppable! Who are you, how can you be so difficult?!" Richie stopped once he stood over Jafar, and gave him a harsh look.

"I'm one of the ones that help keep the Omniverse moving; a Paladin of the Omniverse. I'll be honest Jafar, you never stood a chance." Jafar tightened his grip on the serpent staff in his hand and shot up before he started swinging again. Richie rolled his eyes before easily moving out of the way of his swing. Jafar tried again and Richie caught the staff by its serpent head and hanged on tight. Suddenly, the Paladin heard footsteps coming from the lairs entrance.

He turned to the large, hollow, pillar and saw Jasmine running out the entrance.

"Richie!" Richie noticed and recognized the symbol on Jasmine hand. He smirked and nodded.

"Alright Jasmine, nice work." Jafar recognized the symbol as well, his eyes widened with fear.

"How?"

"Texiliac Lighting spell." Richie said, looking back at Jafar, gripping the staff even tighter than before. "Heard it hurts like hell, but you should be fine with all your magic and Wendigo DNA- oh wait." Jafar was close to shaking now.

"Never!" Jafar took a deep breath and Richie quickly made hand signs with one hand. Dragon, Tiger, Hare; Water style: Water Trumpet! Richie placed his cupped hand in front of his mouth and took a deep breath. At the same time, Jafar and Richie both blew, fire came out of Jafar's mouth and water came out of Richie's. Both attacks collided, pushing Jafar and Richie away from each other and created steam.

Richie stopped near Jasmine as the steam covered the room. Jasmine tried to find Richie, but the steam was thick.

"Richie?" Jasmine whispered before taking as step forward.

"Jasmine?" Richie called out. Jasmine smiled and turned towards where she thought she heard the voice. A shape started to come into view. At first Jasmine was relived, but then she realized it was coming towards her too fast. It wasn't until he was just a few inches away from her did Jasmine realize it was Jafar reaching out for her, his sharp teeth bared, his eyes like poison. Jasmine limbo under Jafar's pounce and immediately turned around to see Jafar land on his feet and turn towards her.

"Princesssss." Jasmine took a step back and readied her enchanted hand. Jafar got ready to pounce when suddenly two kunai with thin lines of strings attached to them wrapped around him. The steam cleared and Jasmine could see Richie holding Jafar back.

"Jasmine- agh- now!" Jasmine turned back to Jafar, who was struggling to break free and ran towards him. She placed her enchanted hand on Jafar's chest and ripped it off. The lighting symbol stayed and glowed purple. The symbol erupted into a purple electrical storm that consumed Jafar's body. He screamed in pain as the lightning made its way to the staff and the wire. The electricity raced towards Richie.

He knew if he let go, Jafar would go after Jasmine and take her with him. She wouldn't be able to handle that level of electricity but he could, he had to hang on. Richie tightened his grip and pulled harder. When the electricity reached him, he clenched his teeth and held back his own screams of pain as the purple current went through him. The staff shook as the spell's power cracked it until it couldn't take anymore and exploded.

The force of all that released magic sent Richie and Jasmine flying. Richie hit the lair's pillar and Jasmine hit the floor, not enough to knock them unconscious, but enough to make them sore for a couple days. Jasmine groaned as she lifted herself to her knees. Richie painfully put his back against the pillar and looked up. They both saw Jafar; now back to his skinny, regular toned skin self. His staff was in pieces on the ground.

Jafar swayed with a daze look on his face until he finally hit the ground face first. Richie slowly got to his feet and got a good look at Jafar. Jasmine sat down to catch her breath.

"Is he human again?"

"Looks like it, I think the Martian magic was all stored in the staff. Once it broke the Wendigo curse broke with it.

"Heh, convenient," Jasmine got up and massaged her shoulders as she walked over to Richie. ", but we're alright now right? Now all the Wendigos and the infected are free."

"There's only one way to find out. Help me tie Jafar up and leave a note; afterwards we'll head back to the TARDIS." Jasmine nodded.

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The TARDIS's doors opened and Jasmine and Richie walked in. In Jasmine hand was Jafar's book. "I can't believe you took that with you." Richie said pointing to the spell book.

"What, it's actually really interesting- if you stay away from the dark magic parts." Richie closed the door behind them and made his way to the console. Richie began flipping switches and messing with nobs. Richie pressed one more button and a holo-screen appeared in front of them.

"It's the ball." Jasmine said.

"The aftermath of the fight." The ballroom was destroyed and a lot of guards were on the floor, either unconscious or dead. The party guests looked shaken but alive. There was a naked woman on the ground, surrounded by cautious guards with their weapons out. The other infected citizens were knocked out as well, but it looked like all their injuries from when they were infected were all healed. Richie sighed, looking at all the destruction.

"You can never completely win a battle, can you?" Jasmine looked around the screen until she found her father and sister. They were both with the prince, all of them bent down in front of a pile of rubble. She sighed with relief before realizing something was missing.

"Where's my clone?" Richie squinted his eyes and pointed to a hand poking out of the rubble.

"That must be it right there." Jasmine watched as the Sultan and Karima sobbed in front of the rubble and in front of what they thought was Jasmine.

"The clone died- so they think I died?" Richie rubbed his chin.

"Yes it appears so. Sigh, this makes things harder. I was just planning on switching you two out when no one is looking. Now it looks like I'm going to have to come up with a memory wipe solution. It's been a while since I've made one of those, I'll need the formula. Where's my white board?" Richie started to head for the stairs when Jasmine grabbed his shoulder.

"Richie wait." Richie turned around.

"What?"

"I don't- I was thinking you should leave their memories." Richie raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about Jasmine?" Jasmine looked at the console, then back at Richie.

"Helping you save the day…All my life I've felt such a weight in my heart, people always telling to change myself, be a princess not Jasmine. Today, with you, I've never felt so light. If I just throw all that away- then it's back to the palace, back to feeling useless, back to being useless."

"Oh c'mon princess, you're not useless, I wouldn't have picked a useless person to help me save a whole city."

"But with you I feel like I can do so much more. I can help so many people. Richie was bewildered.

"You want to- come with me?"

"Yes, wherever you're going, I want to go too. I want to travel to new worlds and help people, like you do." Richie looked around. He knew no one could set up cameras in his ship, but he was starting to wonder if he was getting pranked.

"W-wait wait wait, you want to follow me along on my adventures? But, you'd have to live here; I can't go back and forth from your world to the next."

"I know that, and that's fine."

"No its not, you're supposed to be queen soon."

"A queen with no power next to a man I won't love. I'll be nothing but a puppet. I wouldn't be able to do anything; I would just sit there, no way of helping my people. It's never been the life I wanted; really my sister would be better with that role. With you- I know I'll be making a difference, everyday. Please Richie, just give me a chance, I can feel it in my heart that this is what I'm meant to do." Richie looked at her, her eyes shined as she pleaded with him.

She was serious; she really wanted to live his life. He had to admit, this mission went a lot better because she was here, and she did make it easy for him to feel comfortable. Richie sighed.

"Alright, fine." Jasmien cheered. "We'll try it out, go on a few adventures, and if it doesn't work out I'm sending you back here."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jasmine hugged Richie tight and the young man smiled before hugging her back. The princess let go of him and went back to the console. "So where are we going first?" She looked ready to fly the TARDIS herself. Richie gently pushed her away from the console and took out the golden serpent head from Jafar's staff from under his shirt.

"I want to trace this back to its creator, find out how Jafar got a hold of it." Richie went back to his console. "How would you feel about taking a trip to Mars, located in a different universe?" Jasmine could barely hold in her excitement.

"When can we go?" Richie grabbed onto an oversized lever and smiled back at her.

"No time like the present!" He pulled the lever down and the ship shook.

Outside the TARDIS, the ship began to phase in and out of existence as it let out a wheezing siren like noise, until there was no trace of the small blue box.

Hey guys, I hope you all enjoyed the first episode of the Omniverse. Since it's the first episode I don't really have much to say so other than please review or PM. I'd really like to know what you guys thought about the fight scenes. Were they too long, too short, did they make sense? The way I'll be writing these will be; once a month a new episode comes out. Each season will have a total of eleven episodes with the twelfth one being a Special. Since I started this in March there will only be nine episodes and one special, hopefully this doesn't happen again. I might consider getting a Beta Reader. If interested PM me. Well that's it, again please tell me what you guys think and until next time…