I been thinking of doing a new fanfic, so I came up with this. Notice this story will be a bit darker than my other fanfic. Though this will feature one of my very own OC. I hope it will keep everyone entertained. Be sure to review your thoughts. Warning: Rated M.
~Sellouts~
1: The Ones They Hate
It's easy from the outside
you're fighting to get in
It's not all gold and glory
I gave my life for this
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A gust of icy cold air brushed through the Lord of the Black Sand. He faltered in his step, eyes narrowing at a cloaked figure before him. "Well you are definitely far from home, Princess." He sneered, seeing past her dainty hooded frame. A chuckle escaped her lips, and she pulled the hood down. An unfriendly smile lit her features.
"Good to see you as well, Mozenrath." She responded tartly, folding her arms. Mozenrath surveyed the area around them. Taking note that she was completely alone, how very unusual. Jasmine tilted her head, peering up at the sorcerer. "What? Surprised I came to you of my own free will." She continued speaking. The Lord of the black sand tilted his head, curious.
Mozenrath smirked. "Alas Princess, it can't be problems sleeping. Shouldn't Aladdin be taking care of you?" He stated in a snarky tone. Without warning a sharp dagger flew past him. Jasmine frowned, a dagger twirling beneath her fingertips. He forgot how feisty she could be. The princess tilted her head. "This has nothing to do with him." Jasmine spoke out.
Mozenrath sneered at the woman before him. "Why did you come to my kingdom?" He asked darkly, his gauntlet glowing a pale blue. Her doe eyes widen at his magic, heart faltering. Jasmine bit her lips, throat suddenly dry. The young sorcerer took a threatening step towards her, intimidating. "For a powerful sorcerer, how can you not sense this?" She questioned, gesturing to herself before her stance became defensive.
He halted movement, taking a good look at her. His dark eyes examining the difference within her. The dark magic swirled around him and he paused momentarily becoming shocked at what he found. "That's quite a curse you got there, Princess." He spoke. Jasmine narrowed her eyes at him. "So you had nothing to do with this?" She responded angrily. A dark laugh erupted from his pale lips. "I would've been much creative than this." He pointed out with wry amusement. She folded her arms. "Genie doesn't know about this." She stated locking eyes with him.
"I'm not surprised, he's not a bright one." He clicked his tongue and tilted his head. "Neither are you." She muttered under her breath. A shiver passed through her at the coldness of the air. Mozenrath rolled his eyes. "Come, Princess. Can't have you freezing to death before this curse decides to kill you." He mocked, gesturing to his citadel. Jasmine raised an elegant brow. What made him think such ridiculous notions. "I don't think so." She said curtly. Mozenrath tilted his head, a smirk in place. "You barged into my kingdom, Princess. All cursed and whatnot. I'm the best chance you got to figuring this out." He responded coolly. Jasmine frowned, becoming tense at his words. "What do you get out of this?" She asked, not liking the turn of events.
A cruel laugh erupted from his lips, dark eyes slowly moving over her frame. Jasmine's body froze at the iciness of the dark look he bestowed on her. "You have nothing worth offering to me, Princess. I'm merely curious." His voice spoke coldly. There was something about the way he spoke had her eyes narrowing. She was the Princess of Agrabah. No one dared treat her with such disrespect. "Curiosity killed the cat, Mozenrath." She responded tartly.
The Lord of the Black Sands sneered at her, his entire frame glowing a pale blue. "Let me make this clear, these are my lands you approached. Either shut up and follow me or leave. The choice is up to you, Princess." He said in a cruel tone. Jasmine let her arms fall to the side, eyes glittering with distrust. "If you try anything Mozenrath-" She was cut off at the feel of his gauntlet pressed upon her cheek. She felt her heart falter, fearing she gone too far.
Mozenrath dark eyes stared into hers, the magic surrounding them. "Careful Princess, don't go starting a fight you can't win. I've said this before, Princess are meant to be seen not heard." His words spoke through her. The threat clear. She recalled being turned to stone by his very hands. A shiver went down her spine at the memory. He released her and moved past her without another word. Sighing, she followed him. What choice did she have?
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So we have the 1st chapter up. Let me know your thoughts. Yes this will be very different from my other fanfic. I hope everyone enjoyed this! Next chapter is currently being written as well as my other fic!