(Hello everyone! In this fic, I decided to include Jasmine from Disney's Aladdin! I hope you enjoy this! Be sure to read and review if you feel like it. If you would like to share some your ideas with me send them in a review as well as your feelings about this fic. Shukran Jazilan!(Arabic for "Thank You Very Much!") Also, all fictional characters belong to their repective owners.

Jasmine walked on the streets of the vibrant Baghdadi city in the nice warm morning. Today would be one of those very few days in which she got to explore and look around the city in where she lived. Also, she would be alone with no one watching over her like a child. To make her look like an ordinary person, she wore a pair of jeans and a white dress shirt.

On this particular street, there was a selection of marts, and shops to go from. It was a good thing that she brought money with her she thought happily. Deciding that she would go take a look around to see if there was anything that she would want walked over to the street. There were groceries, and some clothes for sale. But none of that caught her interest. As she walked by what seemed like the last shop, a young man dressed in an Arabian tunic and with a kaffiyeh on his head called over to her. He was a cute boy she thought flirtingly. The boy had long blonde hair that hung in bangs over his face. "Excuse me! Miss would you like to buy a trinket? It'll surely bring you great fortune!" he said to her as she walked. Jasmine walked to him. "Well, what would you like to sell me?" she inquired seeing nothing for sale anywhere near him. He reached into his tunic and pulled out a beautiful golden lamp. She dazzled at it's attractiveness, but she didn't have any need for such things. "I'm sorry sir, but I'm not interested in it. But thank you anyway" she began to walk away, but the boy would have none of it. "I have a feeling that great things will happen to you by God's will. As a faithful servant of his, I present it to you as a gift" he said bowing down to her holding up the lamp. "Please take it" he said. Not really sure what to do, she took it from him with uncertainty. "All you have to do is rub on the lamp and make a wish" with that, he ran off and disappeared into the bustling crowd. Deciding that she would sell the thing later on to get money to give away as almsgiving, she placed the gold lamp in her purse.

She continued to stroll on the streets. She went to a new restaurant that opened called Ali Baba's. She went to eat there. And as a treat to their customers they put up a play for the audience to watch which no other than "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves" It was the first time she had seen a play and laughed happily as she watched it.

After a day's full of activities, and deciding that she had been out long enough went to walk back home. Wanting to see if the lamp the young man had given her had really worked, she took it out for a moment and rubbed it. As a child, she remembered reading Cinderella. It was an amazing story to her. Magic stirred inside her and wished that her life would be full of happiness and having a prince to share it with. Yes! That would be her wish. A prince! I wish for a prince to come to me! she thought while rubbing it. For a second, she was naïve as a little child. Quickly getting herself back together, she continued her walk home.

As she passed by an alleyway, three men came out of the darkness and grabbed her. They threw her in the alley from which they just burst out of. Two of them held her arms and legs as she struggled to break free. There was a third one in front of here.

"Why are you out so late?" he asked smiling and laughed. It was obvious to her that he had bad intentions in mind. "You should not walk out all alone without a man to accompany you" he continued. But this time however, his tone was evil. He began to unbutton his pants.

Jasmine screamed as loud as she could, but soon one of the men put a hand over her mouth. Tears were coming out of her eyes. A horrible thing was just going to happen. Just then, a figure appeared and punched the man who was standing up hard in the face. Blood spilled out from his nose and mouth. The two other men let go of Jasmine and ran up to attack him. But with a few simple kicks and punches they were down on the ground just as their predecessor had. Jasmine kept her eyes on this person who had come out of no where to save her. She was in a state of bewilderment. This young man who had come to her rescue had the most beautiful cobalt blue eyes she had ever seen and his hair was similar to that of the boy who had given her the lamp, but it had a better more unique style she thought. Her staring at him stopped when guards came armed with assault rifles. They were led by a big muscular man named Razoul. She knew him.

"What has happened here!" he barked looking around and surprised to Jasmine among the people here. Seeing three men on the ground writhing in pain, he went over to the stranger that had just come. "You! I demand an explanation!" he barked to him. "I heard a woman scream and I came to help her" he replied to the large man his eyes looking up to him and spoke in a calm tone. Assuming that the three on the floor were the ones who caused the screaming, he said to the other guards accompanying him: "Take these filthy street rats to prison!" Now turning to the young man, he said: "And you shall be taken in for questioning" he spat out of his mouth and gestured for the other guards to take him too. Her heart dropped as they took himway. She knew what would likely happen to those who were taken in, whether it was just questioning or you really did commit a crime or not. Them being tortured was only one awful thing that can happen... "He didn't do anything. Let him go!" she pleaded to Razoul. There was a fierceness in his eyes, but now being spoken to by Jasmine, he stayed calm and respectful. "I'm sorry. But those who are involved must be arrested" he spoke looking down on her. "And you are to come with me." She complied and they got in a limousine. She kept a mental image of the stranger that had saved her. She was sad because she knew what his fate would be.

(Btw, the guy who gave Jasmine the lamp is Quatre.)

(I hope you liked it! Remember please read&review. I also would like to give some credit to Mitsugi's Bridlewood Manor which kinda gave me an idea of what to do. It's long but cool(unfortunately it's about Heero and Duo being gay so far but it's still really great) Check it out!)