A/N: Here's Chapter 2. As always, I don't own anything (except Evie and Iris)


Chapter 2: In Which the Other Characters Slowly Come Into Play

Evie

She tasted sand and felt sand. Sand was everywhere, and her whole body was aching, as if she'd been thrown around like a rag doll.

Then she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders, gently shaking her. Evie braced herself for Jafar and her inevitable death. There were so many questions that she knew she would never get answers to, but that didn't matter anymore. Life happened; She had known that ever since she was a little girl, saddled with a mother like Fiona and the men that Fiona had brought into their home.

The hands began shaking her harder and Evie heard a distinct and familiar voice. "Miss? Miss? Are you okay? Abu, see if you can find some water. Hurry."

Evie groaned and looked up, the bright sun hurting her eyes. As soon as her eyes adjusted, she blinked in sheer disbelief. He looked just like he did in the movies: average height, beautiful dark hair, golden skin, and deep brown eyes. He looked at Evie curiously, and she really couldn't blame him. After all, with her light brown hair and green eyes and light skin, she must have seemed like an anomaly in the desert. And then she remembered-

"Iris!" Evie's voice was hoarse from a mixture of the sand and most likely dehydration. She turned to Aladdin. "Was there a girl with me?"

Aladdin looked blankly at Evie as Abu returned with a small clay jar of water, handing it to her grudgingly as if she was intruding on his space (which, really, she kind of was). Evie took it, her hands still shaking from everything that had happened, and took a small sip, her senses slowly coming back to her. Evie felt her abilities returning to her as their new, yet familiar, warmth caressed her body. It was funny that she always resented the fact that she was a total freak because of these powers, but now they felt...natural and right.

"There was no girl with you, Miss," he responded carefully. He looked at Evie warily, as if he was still unsure of what to make of her. Perhaps he was even deciding if she were a friend or foe...

Okay, think Evie...what to do, what to do…

Evie looked up at Aladdin and gave him one of her trademark smiles. "Thank you for helping me...I must have been robbed or something...I don't know if you can tell, but I'm not familiar with these parts."

He gave a friendly but nervous laugh. "Oh, it's okay, Miss. I'm just glad that you're not hurt."

"There's no need to call me, Miss." Evie went over and picked up my brown leather school bag. Thank god for clasps. "My name is Evangeline, but everyone just calls me Evie."

"Evie…" he repeated slowly. "Well, nice to meet you…I'm Aladdin, by the way, and this," he gestured to Abu. "Is Abu. We were looking for some food, but we found you instead." He gave another laugh and Evie couldn't help but smile. Suddenly a pang of guilt hit her. "Are you sure that you didn't see another girl with me? Or around here somewhere?"

He frowned. "No. I'm positive. What does your friend look like? Maybe we can look for her together. Hopefully, she didn't go too far."

No joke, Evie thought ominously. I don't know how we ended up here...it must have been Jafar because I sure as hell couldn't teleport us here. At least, I don't think that I could. Anyway, this can hardly count as teleportation...this is more like dimension traveling…

Aladdin's voice broke her out of her troubling thoughts. "Evie…?"

Evie jolted out of my musings. "Huh?"

Aladdin gave her a worried look. "What does your friend look like? What's her name?"

"Her name is Iris. She's about five foot six, she has an olive complexion and light blue eyes. Her hair is around shoulder length and it's dark brown." Evie racked her brain for anything that could be remotely helpful. "She's super shy."

Aladdin and Abu both looked at her like she freaking murdered someone. It was a bit maddening and it was sending Evie's anxiety through the roof.

"What?" she demanded.

"Erm, are you sure you're feeling okay, Evie?" Aladdin asked again, this time more slowly.

Evie just stared at him.

He quickly got the message and continued. "Because, well, I think that you're talking about Princess Jasmine's younger sister-Princess Iris."


Iris

At first, Iris heard noises. Then gradually, those noises became people. She then became aware that the bed she was in, though extremely comfortable, was not her own. Also, who was wiping her face with what felt like water and a cloth?

Iris opened her eyes and was met with a relieved gasp from a young woman with dark skin and a perfect hourglass figure. "Oh, thank Allah! You're awake!"

"Huh?" Iris said somewhat stupidly. Iris looked around the room and gasped. She wasn't in her room (Duh, Iris, there is a woman, not much older than you, by the looks of it, wiping your face. Of course you're not in your own room). She was lying in a large bed with jade coverings and hangings. The floor was a pristine marble and the ceilings very vaulted. A balcony that was open to the night air was open and there was a gentle breeze flowing through the sheer gold curtain.

What a weird dream…

Then she saw it. Her reflection. The very same one she had in the waking world, staring back at her in the mirror. Her blue eyes stared back at her in absolute horror. Then, she did a very "Evie Thing" to do and screamed. She screamed so loud that her vocal cords became raw.

Almost immediately at least five guards burst in the room, along with a very small and stout man and a beautiful and very familiar looking woman with long dark hair and almond-shaped eyes.

"Daughter! You're awake!" the man ran up to Iris, kissing her affectionately on the cheek. "We were ever-so worried! I know that Jasmine was beside herself."

Jasmine?

Iris could only stare as Jasmine, the Princess Jasmine of the movies that Iris had grown up on, came and sat by her, wrapping her arms around Iris tightly. "Oh, Iris, I'm so happy that you're awake. I thought-" Iris felt a wetness on my neck and realized that Jasmine was crying. "I thought that we had lost you…"

"Princess?" Iris said hoarsely. She couldn't tell if my hoarseness was from screaming, shock, or a mixture of both. "I'm a princess?"

Everyone in the room looked at Iris like she had grown a second head. Iris inwardly scowled. It wasn't a look that she was used to receiving...

The woman who was taking care of Iris gently pushed her back down on the downy pillow. "Just rest, Princess Iris. There's no need to-"

"Wait!" Iris quickly jumped out of bed. The marble floor was surprisingly warm and her legs felt shaky. "Where's Evie?!"

The Sultan looked up at Iris in concern. "Evie? Iris, you don't know an Evie." He looked at the nurse. "Is this normal, Amara?"

Amara hesitated. "She has been very sick, Your Majesty. I imagine that it wouldn't be unheard of to develop…" she paused as if looking for the right word. "...Illusions during a very serious illness."

For a very rare moment, Iris completely lost it. She was scared, her legs were shaky, and Evie was missing. "EVIE IS NOT AN ILLUSION, SHE IS MY BEST FRIEND!"

Before anyone could respond to her outburst, a very familiar and unwanted face entered the room. Iris felt as if my blood had turned to ice. "I-it's you…" Iris unconsciously backed towards the bed.

"Princess Iris, it's lovely to see that you're finally up and about and using those ever-useful vocal cords." He smirked slightly.

"You know where she's at!" Iris pointed to Jafar. "If you hurt Evie, I'll kill you!"

The Sultan looked angry now, his large eyebrows contracted together. "That's enough, Iris! You will not speak to Jafar this way! I don't know what's wrong with you right now, but you are to get back into that bed immediately!"

At his words, Amara and the bulkiest guard pushed me back into bed, both restraining her. Iris was furious. "Where is Evie?!" She began to cry. "Tell me!"

Jafar raised one thin eyebrow at the Sultan. "Your majesty, perhaps it would be best if we leave Princess Iris to rest. She is obviously not ready for human interaction as of now."

The Sultan looked reluctant. "Yes, alright, well…" He started to follow Jafar, but then turned around and looked at Iris. "Rest up, dearest. You'll feel better in the morning." As he and the other guards filed out, that left only Amara and Jasmine. Iris was seething. Jasmine looked at her sympathetically.

"We were really worried about you, Iris. And…" she looked hesitant. "I would know if you knew an Evie...I mean, we tell each other everything."

Before Iris could respond, Jasmine gave her a tight hug and gently kissed the top of her head. "Sleep well, Little Sister."

As Iris watched her leave the room, she felt her heart begin to race. Was she the only one here? What happened to Evie?


Evie

"So...you really are a witch?"

Both Aladdin and Abu were looking at her with sheer disbelief in their eyes. After asking them about Iris, Aladdin decided to take Evie back to his shack, because he thought that she would be safer there than around Agrabah. Especially since Evie kept going on about how "She knew Princess Iris."

Evie bit into the apple that Aladdin had stolen for her, relishing in its crispness. "Yep. It runs through my mother's side, but it has skipped quite a few generations and landed with me. She found it much easier to tell Aladdin this stuff than Iris or anyone back home. It probably had something to do with the fact that he was by law a criminal and if he tried to rat her out on something, she could always throw that in his face. Or the fact that being magickal in Agrabah was hardly anything that extraordinary.

But she wasn't to know that. At least not yet...

"So you can do magic and spells?" he was still looking at Evie like he thought that she was lying. She couldn't really blame him. If she wasn't experiencing this crazy shit herself, she would never believe it.

Evie sighed. "Kind of. I don't know too much about it yet, but apparently, there are these...aspects...of magick that witches use called the Seven Wonders. Not all witches can do them. So far, I've only been able to do two."

"What are they?"

"I'll tell you if you let me have another apple." Evie gave him a charming smile, the same one she gave to her teachers when she was being a little shit. He rolled his eyes and tossed her another apple out of an old wicker basket.

"Let's see...there's telekinesis...that's of course, reading minds. I can do that one." She took a large bite of the apple. God, were apples always this good? "Then there's mind control...obviously that's very self-explanatory. There's teleportation...I'm...I'm not sure if I've done that yet." For some reason, she wasn't quite ready to tell Aladdin about the Jafar thing. She wasn't sure if this Universe was going to end the same as the movie, but she wanted to test the waters out first before she tried anything too crazy.

Iris would be proud.

"The fourth wonder is levitation. I'm really good at that one. I actually started doing that one first when I was about six. Mom told me that was usually when most powers started to show. Both she and I were just early. She showed me some old-ass records in our basement."

"Basement?" Aladdin asked, looking confused.

Oops.

"It's kinda like a dungeon where I'm from." Evie amended quickly. Then before he could start asking questions about that, she moved on to the fifth wonder. "There's Pyrokinesis, Divination, and then…" Evie paused because the last one shocked her and she had never told anyone about this particular power before, not even Iris.

Not that she even had the chance to...

Thanks, Jafar.

"See, this one is tricky...it's called Vitalum Vitalis."

"Vitalum...Vitalis…" Aladdin said the words slowly. "And that is…?"

Evie vaguely wondered what language they were even speaking right now. She could only speak English and limited Spanish. Well, and she supposed Latin...but that was only since the other night...

"It's...raising the dead."

Aladdin and Abu's jaws visibly dropped. Not sure of what really to do, Evie threw her apple core aggressively out the window, glaring at the palace where that fucker Jafar was.

At last, Aladdin slowly said. "You can raise the dead?"

Evie frowned. It wasn't directed at him, but at the concept in general. It was disturbing, really. She finally said, "It's not really a spell that I like thinking about. Anyway, like I said, not all witches can perform the Seven Wonders and I doubt that I can even perform Vitalum Vitalis."

"How would you do it?"

Evie shrugged, taking a sip of water. "Instinct. I'm not really sure. I just feel power and I'm directed by instinct. There are also certain incantations necessary for some spells. Not the Seven Wonders, but others, like unlocking doors and stuff. You know, little spells." To prove her point, before he could even ask, Evie concentrated on her cup, feeling the warm energy coursing through my body.

Sit on the table, she commanded it.

As if it had a mind on its own the cup flew out of her hands and landed neatly on the table.

Aladdin and Abu both stared at her. Finally, in a hoarse voice, Aladdin said: "Evie, I think that we are going to make a great team, don't you think?"

Evie smiled. "I'd like to think so."