Chapter Two: Jasmine


"Jasmine, run!"

"What? Why? You are not who they're looking for!"

"I know, but I rather be accused of something than have your life in danger! Please, go!"

Jasmine hesitated, but did what her husband asked.

So she ran.

She had to stop. Even when so many CIA agents were lurking around, Jasmine needed to catch her breath. So she found an alleyway so she can rest.

Great. Prince Ali was captured and Jafar went crazy. Not that he's not already crazy as it is. Just great.

"Ali... Where could he be now?" She said to herself.

"He's in Guantanamo Bay."

Jasmine quickly turns around to see a man behind her.

"Are you part of the CIA?" She demanded, getting her defenses up.

"Yes, but I'm not an important agent that makes the rules. I just follow them. I know your husband is an innocent man, but we think he's Taliban." He said.

"Well, Mr. CIA Agent, why don't you say to your officials that he's not fucking Taliban?" Jasmine snapped.

"I did. However, they did not listen to me. I'm not important enough to matter."

"Anyway, what's Guantanamo Bay?" She questions.

"It's a place where we take people like your husband to prison." Mr. CIA agent answered.

"Where the hell is that?"

He ignored the question. "Look, I can't answer all of your questions, but I can help you."

Jasmine nodded. "Okay. Lead me to my prince!"

So both Jasmine and the mysterious man decided to go look for her husband.


a lot shorter then I expected. :| Btw, only like two more chapters to go, I believe.