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Chapter Two- The Hunt Begins

She walked across the desert, thinking about how she was going to find each person. She decided to start with the non-magical ones first because they would be easy. There was only one left who fit that category: Mechanicles. But, where was he hiding? Agrabah, perhaps? He hid there once. It was a start, anyways. She wouldn't be in the city long. Just enough to kill her victim.

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It took the vampire princess several days to reach the city. She managed to find deep dark caves to shield her from the sun. She also learned how to conceal her wings by turning them invisible.

But now, she was in her city, on her hunt. She desired human blood after drinking the blood of desert animals. She slunk through the shadows and peered in all the abandoned dwellings looking for a clue that her prey was hiding there. After searching a dozen likely places, her patience started to wane and her frustration mounted. How could she kill him if she couldn't find him?

A brief glimmer of gold metal caught her eye and she turned to see the edge of Mechanicles' s "pet" disappear into a house she had recently searched. Her brow furrowed in confusion. She already looked there. She didn't see anything that suggested a hideout. Even as she thought this, she followed the mechanical bug into the building.

She followed her lead into the fartherest room from the door and watched as it pushed against a wall. The wall pivoted ninety degrees, allowing the bug inside before swinging closed.

Jasmine smirked. How clever. Concealed himself behind a secret wall. She strode up to the wall and gently pushed on it. It swung open noiselessly and she stuck her head in to see the room's layout.

There were pillars next to the opening, shelves with stacked scrolls lined one side of the room. The rest of the room was neatly lined with cogs, gears, and other mechanical parts. Jasmine slipped behind a pillar, allowing the wall to close behind her.

Her eyes darted around the area. No sign of Mechanicles. Where was he? The room did seem to lead to other rooms. Perhaps he was in one of them? Before she could investigate that thought, she felt the prick of a sword at the base of her neck.

"Well," said a familiar nasal voice. "If it isn't the princess. I know ransom is a bit vulgar, but it could be useful."

Taking a few steps forward, she quickly whirled around and bared her fangs at him. She hissed menacingly at him and was rewarded with a scream of terror. Mechanicles backpedaled as Jasmine advanced. His back hit a pillar and he raised the sword to defend himself. Jasmine smacked the sword away before grabbing the man's shoulders and biting firmly into his neck.

Another scream erupted but Jasmine paid it no mind as she sucked out his blood. Mechanicles began to shrivel up as his blood left him. When Jasmine had finished, a mummified corpse was all that was left of the Greek villain.

Jasmine breathed deeply as she finished her kill. That had been a great kill. The screams of terror gave her a pleasurable feeling that was addictive. She savored the feeling and the blood she just had. She felt powerful and unbeatable.

"Who should I kill next?" she murmured. She thought about the villains that were left and came to a decision. She would go after the one who had tried to conquer Agrabah so many times: Mozenrath.

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The wind cut around her as she angled her wings for a touchdown in The Land of the Black Sand. It didn't take long for her to figure out how to fly and only a little bit longer to reach Mozenrath's kingdom.

Her feet touched ground and she glanced around. No Mamluks in sight. Perfect. She didn't need anyone around when she struck. The last thing she needed was to be interrupted in her feeding and inadvertently turning Mozenrath. And speaking of the sorcerer, she decided to forgo trying to hide her wings. Odds were Mozenrath's magic would tell him Jasmine wasn't human. So, hiding this fact would be futile.

Pushing the doors open slightly, she slipped inside and glanced around. No one in sight. She stole down the hall, glancing in every room she came across, making sure she didn't pass by her victim.

As she approached another pair of rooms, Xerxes came flying out of the room on the right. He looked right at Jasmine, saw her wings, and opened his mouth to shout a warning. Jasmine's hand speared forward and snagged the eel around the throat, stopping his attempt to shout. Holding his tail with her other hand, she lunged down and pierced the scaly skin. She sucked every drop of blood out and dropped the corpse before continuing her search.

She found Mozenrath in front of his wheel of places to conquer. He had his chin propped on his right hand and was drumming his left fingers on the wheel. His eyes were focused on the etching of Agrabah. Slowly, his thoughtful look became a smug one.

"Once I've gained a magical ally, I will conquer Agrabah."

"You won't get that far."

Mozenrath looked up at the familiar voice and saw Jasmine in the doorway. But, there was something…wrong about her. Her skin was a shade that could only be matched by death and there was a kind of murderous look in her eyes. Then, he spotted the bat-like wings on her back. The pale woman hissed at him and bared a pair of fangs. The blood drained from his face. The princess had somehow been turned into a vampire and she intended to kill him!

Mozenrath quickly regained his composure. He didn't have to worry. He could simply blast her unconscious and leave her out in the desert somewhere. That would give him time to place some wards against her. Smirking, he raised his gloved hand and fired.

The magic flew through the air and struck the edge of the doorway. Jasmine had moved faster than he anticipated and he missed. Movement to his left and he fired again. Another miss. Again and again, he fired, and again and again he missed.

A bead of sweat trickled down his cheek. He did not like this demented game of tag. Light footsteps to his left reached his ears and he aimed his gauntlet in that direction, the glove glowing slightly. There was no one there! His eyes darted around. Where was she?

Fangs piercing his neck alerted him to her whereabouts. He gasped at the pain. He felt somewhat powerless to stop her, but he overcame that feeling as he brought his gauntlet around to fire. Nothing. His power refused to fire. Was it possible that Jasmine was sucking out his magic with his blood?

Desperately, he jabbed Jasmine with his elbow. The vampire withdrew and the sorcerer whirled around and backed away from Jasmine. He knew that if he could get away and survive the attack, he would be a vampire, too. As distasteful as it seemed, it was better than dying.

As he backed away, the lady vampire advanced, blood staining her lips and dripping from her fangs. Licking up the blood, she said in a calm, casual tone, "You won't escape. Your blood is even sweeter than the others. It must be your magic, which seems to flow into me when I drink your blood."

"You're not getting anymore. I'll escape and turn. Then, I'll be safe from your bloodlust."

"I already told you. You won't escape." Jasmine lunged for Mozenrath, who upended a table at her to slow her down. But, Jasmine pushed the table aside as if it were made of cardboard. Mozenrath kept up this tactic. He reasoned that if he could reach the doorway, he could run and hide in a concealed spot until sunrise. Then, he would flee his kingdom until he was a vampire. He knew that would be his fate. Once bitten, one turns.

He was almost to the door. He was almost free! He, then, noticed that Jasmine was nowhere in sight. He didn't see her and decided to make a run for it. He sprinted for the door and was a foot from it when he was grabbed from behind and pulled into the darkness of the room.

"Now, you die." Jasmine plunged her fangs harshly into his neck again and sucked quickly to prevent another escape attempt. She dropped the sorcerer when she drank the last drop and left, failing to notice that Mozenrath didn't mummify.

Oh, I'm evil. I killed Mechanicles and Mozenrath. Who will be Jasmine's next victim? Will Aladdin catch up to her and stop her? Find out next time.