Okay I'm really excited to start this fanfiction about Princess Jasmine in Once Upon A Time. I hope you enjoy. Don't forget to review:) Comment your thoughts and ideas.
The Girl With Twice The Power
Present Day~
"Magic is power. What do you think would happen if you had twice the power of one" Gold states as he steps into the back area of his tired coloured shop. As Emma, Regina, Hook, Snow, Charming stroll in behind him. "What is the point of all this Gold?" Regina snaps folding her arms and leaning up against the brown papered wall. "The point is, if you have two magical parents, you have twice the power within you" Gold states as he shuffles a few things around the chestnut table in the middle of the room. "You know someone that has twice the power of people. They could help us?" Emma asks curiously placing her two pale hands on the table, leaning forwards, as if she were investigating someone. "Used too. But I'm sure we can find her, once again. The only problem is, I don't know who she is-" "What's this all about if you don't know who she is?" Snow replies from standing hand in hand with Charming. "You didn't let me finish dearie. I don't know who she is, here. In Storybrooke. But one of you may know her. But we need her curse name to find her." "What's her name? Back in our world?" Charming inquires. "She's known as a princess. Princess Jasmine"
Cursed Storybrooke ~
Free. Well not quite. But with the cool breeze blowing my short black hair around, it almost seems like I'm free. In fact I'm the complete opposite. With my strict father running the Storybrooke toy shop and I having just finished school, you would have though I could do what I want. But my day is get up go to work, and then head straight back to my father. Before 3:05 pm. Otherwise he goes bizarre. I'm lucky I'm even allowed out of the toy shop, but I don't want to be trapped. I want to travel, see the world. For now all I see is Storybrooke. After a long day at my extra job, I walk on my way back to my father, I hear a small grunting sound. A small boy, jumping, his arm extended above him trying to grab an apple from a tree. But not just any tree. The Mayors apple tree. Having heard rumours around town about the new sheriff had touched her tree and mayor being really protective of it. I quickly glance down at my digital watch on my tanned right hand. 2:55PM, it reads. Ten minutes to my father gets worried. I change my path, as I walk onto the soft green grass. " You must be hungry?" I question the little boy. He turns around shyly, his big brown eyes staring up at me, silently. Sadness, sympathy and sorrow fills me. The boy looks hungry, his clothes teared and ripped, his shaggy black hair blowing in the wind. Slowly he tilts his small head up and down. A small friendly smile spreads across my face. "Here, why don't you go get something from the shops?" I say holding out a few coins from my pocket, and bending down to be face to face with the tiny child. He grins slightly, shyly taking the money from my hand. He shrugs his shoulders, still smiling, as if to say thank you. The young boy then runs off towards the shops. I smile proudly, knowing I've help the young boy, with food and staying out of trouble with the hot headed mayor. I return back to the pathment, on my way to my father. Placing my the hood of my jacket on my head, blocking the wind from blowing my hair around. "Hey?!" A voice calls out from behind me. I slowly turn my head around and see the a blonde haired woman in a red jacket heading towards me. My dark brown eyes are drawn to her belt, where a gold badge lies. The sheriff. I turn my head away from her, my heart pounding. She probably thinks I was terrorising the mayors property. I start to speed up. "Hey you! Stop!" I hear her command. I quickly round the corner. I can't get caught my her, even if I didn't do anything. I don't have long to get back to my father. I quickly start to run, but I hear the sheriff's boots hitting the ground as she runs after me. I breathe deeply, I run along some of Main Street before turning into a alley way behind Grannies and hiding behind a dumpster. I try to catch my breath, I quickly glance out, down the alley way where I ran, trying to see where the Sherriff is. I sigh with relief when she no where in sight. I hold my hand on my heart pulling my head back in, with a small smile. "You can't run from the Sheriff" I jump and turn my head to see on the other side of the dumpster, stands the sheriff. "Who are you?" She inquires looking down into my eyes. I stand up pleadingly, "I'm so sorry. I didn't do anything, really. I was just helping. But I need-" "That doesn't answer my question" The sheriff states putting her hands on her hips "My names Gazelle. Gazelle Dunn" I answer softly with a smile as I tilt my head nervously.