I do not own Aladdin, Disney does! (:
Chapter one: Coming up with a plan
Sometimes life is given freely, and sometimes you have to steal it. This is a story
about a young man fighting to save his life and a sorcerer trying to steal his.
It was late winter that year. Snow was unheard of in the desert but that didn't stop the
temperatures from dropping to unbearable conditions. The land was bare, trees were dead and animals
barly were a dark castle in he middle of the Land of the black sand a young sorcerer was
pacing back and forth, trying to remain calm when all he wanted to do was yell and kill something.
"O how I hate that streetrat" he said as he walked towards his throne. "Everytime I get close to taking
over the seven deserts he has to play 'hero' and and demolish everything I worked so hard to
accomplish.
He threw himself down hard in his throne and put his head in his hands. He knew
he didn't have much time left. He could feel his powers beginning to drain out of him. He was feeling
weaker everyday."Xerxes" he yelled t his pet. Where was that blasted worm when he needed him?
"yes master" Xerxes said coming into the room. He knew his master had been upset latly because
of Aladdin destroying his attempts to take over the seven deserts, and he really didn't want to be in
the same room as his master while he was in this mood.
"Xerxes, we need a plan" Mozenrath said as he got up and went to the window. "A
plan to get power and life before its to late, but i've searched everywhere." Mozenrath said whiling
turning around. "I need something to give me life, something that will give me the most power i've
ever had, so I can destroy that streetrat once and for all!"
Xerxes floated over to his master and looked out the window. The land was bare
and frozen. "Just like his master" Xerxes thought to himself. Mozenrath turned away from the window
and walked to his hidden libary below his castle. He had been here a million times, trying to find a way
to gain power, but he was unsuccessful so far.
The sun had finally went down and the only light that was shining was from a single
candle Mozenrath had lite. He closed his eyes. All these hours of reading was finally starting to get to him.
So he stretched and was fixing to get up when something red caught his eye. He grabbed th book from
under a big stack of papers. The papers scattered to the floor. He opened the book and started reading.
"Ive got it!" he said as a smile began to cross his face. "The ring of life is said to be a magical ring. Who
ever wears this ring is said to be immortal and nothign in the whole universe can destroy the person
who wears it. The ring is said to be hidden somewhere in the forbidden mountains in siberia. "perfect"
Mozenrath said as he closed the book. "I know excactly who is going to get it for me!"
Authors Note: Okay this is my first Fanfic so please no flames but I could use all the pointers I can get.