The Sultan stared into the swirling pool of blue. The eyes had an effect on the Sultan. At first he was shocked but now he was amazed. Looking into those eyes the Sultan felt he was seeing the stairway to Heaven.

The image soon dissolved and turned into Hell fire. Blue flames dance in the eyes and fury flashed across them. It was enough for the Sultan to snap out of his trance. He blinks several times and shakes his head with bewilderment. How could something be so beautiful turn out to be so frightening?

There was no time to dwell on that. This man, this thing is a threat to Agrabah. It is the Sultan's responsibility to stop this new threat and protect his Kingdom, his people, his daughter.

Jasmine!

The fear of his daughter being harmed caused anger to rise in the Sultan.

"Guards!" The Sultan glares at the glowing eyed freak. "Kill him."

The guards grip their spears and swords and they charge.

A low chuckle escapes Michael's lips. With a flick of his wrist he sent the guards flying into the wall.

Michael looks back at the Sultan's horrified face. He shrugs and smirks. It was all like a big game to the archangel.

"MICHAEL!" Sam roared.

"Samuel." Michael turns to Sam with a wide smile. "Miss me?"

Sam grits his teeth.

"Dean."

"Not available." The smirk grew on his face. "I'm keeping the boy busy. Don't even think about trying to save him. You may have been able to lock me away the first time. I ain't falling for it again." He gestures to the Palace. "You surprised me Sam. A Genie? Wish me out? Guess what. You can't wish me out. Remember who I am Michael the first and oldest archangel. General of Heaven. Most powerful being in existence."

"Archangel?"

Michael turns to Jasmine's stunned expression.

"That's right Princess. Archangel."

"You can't be."

"I am Princess."

Michael moves to her side and towers over her. Jasmine didn't back away she instead glares at him.

"Angels are good." Jasmine stated. "Jafar did wrong but he...he did not deserve that."

Her eyes go to Jafar's body. A shiver went down her spine as her eyes met Jafar's lifeless ones. She was angry at Jafar. She wanted him to suffer for what he did. She wanted him to be locked in the dungeons not have his heart ripped out in front of the whole Kingdom. Jafar was once a good man. Her Baba took him in and raised him. The Sultan accepted Jafar as family. One day Jafar changed. The sweet, young man who used to chase Jasmine in the gardens when she was little turned into a cold, hostile man who only cared about power nothing else.

What Jasmine witnessed shook her to the core. Jafar having control over her Baba terrified her. However that incident click something in Jasmine. Like the final piece of the puzzle has finally slid into place. The changes in Jafar made so much sense now. He turned to black magic and sorcery. The great power took away his humanity and consumed his soul.

Never in Jasmine's life did she hate someone so much as Jafar.

It was the new Jafar she hated. The old Jafar died when the black magic took over.

"You're right. His death was too quick I should have made it more painful."

"No!" She clenched her fists. "Angels serve Allah. Allah wouldn't agree to violence. Allah wouldn't agree to what you did to Jafar. Yes Jafar committed a crime but no one and I mean no one does not deserve to be killed like that!"

"Jasmine." Michael shakes his head. "God doesn't care."

Jasmine locks her eyes with his.

"That very much proves that you are not the Archangel Mika'il."

Michael huffs a smile at the mention of his other name. He moves round her and goes towards the throne.

"Let me tell you a story Princess."

"You step away from the throne..."

Michael cuts the Sultan off and forces him on his knees.

"Baba!"

"Quiet!" Michael gave her a warning look. "Or I will kill him."

Jasmine grits her teeth. Daila places her hand on Jasmine's shoulder and stirs Jasmine away. Last thing they needed was Jasmine losing her beloved Baba. Michael sits down on the throne. He crosses his leg over the other. His smirk grew clearly enjoying the power he has over everyone.

"Once upon a time God created four archangels and the great War happened. We fought the Darkness and locked her away. God created the world, nature, animals you know the rest. Lucifer rebelled. Refused to bow down to Adam. Lucifer loathed humanity. When he turned Lilith into a demon, that was the last straw. I obeyed my Father and I cast Lucifer to the cage." His eyes go on the younger Winchester. "Would you like to continue this classic tale Samuel?"

"What you waiting for Michael?" Sam frowns. "Shouldn't everyone be dead by now and you continue your plan to destroy the world."

"This room is lacking faith Samuel." Michael replied. "They do not believe I am who I say I am. I always believed people should know the truth..." His lips tug upwards. "The whole truth."

Sam's eyes widen.

Oh God!

Sam feared the archangel was referring to the fact that everyone in this room is fictional. If Michael showed them the truth that they are not real. Sam didn't want to think how they would react. When the Scooby Gang found out monsters were real they went crazy.

"You know what he is talking about?" Jasmine frowned at the younger hunter.

"Oh he is the star role." Michael grinned. "He is Lucifer's true vessel."

Sam flinched while confusion spreads across Jasmine's face.

"I don't understand." Jasmine looks back and forth. "A vessel?"

"This is my true vessel." Michael stands up and gestures to himself. "Humans can't see our true form."

"So this is your human form?"

"Call it possession. I am possessing this body."

"Possession?"

"Demons!" Daila squeaked.

Michael rolls his eyes.

"Not a demon."

"So you say." Jasmine raised her eyebrow. "You don't care about Allah, demons possess people. They do like to cause chaos." Her eyes land back on Jafar's body again. God she wished someone would remove the body already. "They also lie." She sneered. She points her finger at him. "If you are the Archangel Mika'il why pretend to be human? You claim you are the most powerful being existence yet... Jafar tried to kill you. You almost died. Unless..." She notices his smirking face. "It was all an act."

"Didn't want to blow my cover."

He flashed her a grin which caused her to scowl. She suddenly felt stupid.

"The dance, that was an act?"

"That's where it gets complicated." Michael trails his finger and stops at her chin. He lifts her chin and forces her to look at him. "Do you believe in alternative universes Princess?"

"You get your hands off her..."

The Sultan's mouth snaps shut. His eyes widen when he realizes he can't open his mouth.

"Baba!"

"Answer the question Princess." Michael demanded.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Jasmine replied.

"There is more than one Earth." He explained. "God created many copies of the world. This is your world. I and Samuel are from another world. Sam's brother Dean. You familiar with that name?" Jasmine did remember a Dean being mentioned. She nods at him. "You see little Sammy was in danger. Dean needed my help. So he said yes to me I possessed him." The archangel looks at Sam. Michael looked betrayed. "I kept my end of the bargain. I helped Dean save Sam. They...they locked me away. They thought I was a monster."

"HE'S LYING!" Sam yelled.

"If I was lying, care to explain the lamp in your pocket." Sam froze. "I can sense it from here Sam. Come on take it out. Show and tell." The archangel smirked.

Sam notices all eyes on him. He sighs and brings the lamp out of his pocket.

"You believe in Genies Princess?" Michael asks.

"I heard of them." Jasmine answered.

"Dean and his brother locked me away. I was trapped up here." He points to his head. "It was only temporary. They can't keep me locked away forever. They needed a solution to stop me for good. So they decided to turn to a Genie. The Genies only exist in this world. They did a spell that brought them here. They planned to wish me out." Horror shows on his face. "Put me in another body and force me into this box."

"He's messing with you." Sam interrupted.

"You say I am a liar Princess." Michael shakes his head. "They have been lying to you from the time they step foot into this Palace. Dean used you. He used me. Dean and Sam they only care about each other. Aladdin."

Jasmine's eyes widen.

"What about him?"

He places his hand on her shoulder. His face expressed fake sympathy.

"He's gone."

Jasmine shakes her head.

"Gone?"

"Dead. They killed him to get what they want." He points at the lamp. "That is the reason Aladdin is dead."

"No. No."

"I'm sorry Princess."

"HE'S LYING."

Sam goes to strike but Michael catches him by the wrist.

"Look what you and your brother have done Sam." Michael gestures to the crying Princess. "You broke her heart."

"Jasmine." Sam looked at her with pleading eyes. "I swear to you we never killed Aladdin. We never even met him."

"Dean knows him." Jasmine's bloodshot eyes meet his. "He lied. You all lied."

"I'm sorry." Sam sighed. "Yes we wanted the lamp to wish Michael out but you don't understand Michael is a monster. He wants to destroy the world. All worlds. He destroyed his world, he has killed innocent lives. He hurt my brother."

"If you wanted to wish him out then why did you come here? Why did your brother make out he was a Prince?"

"That...That was not suppose to happen but..."

"But..."

Sam lowers his head unable to give an answer. The tears are streaming down Jasmine's face. Her reaction made Michael smile. He quickly drops the smile when Jasmine faces him.

"You see Princess. He is lying to you right now. You deserve the truth. Jafar, he did try to kill me. He was after your Father's throne. All that was true. I saved you." He looks at Jafar's body. "I saved your Kingdom. That's what angels do right? We protect God's creations. Although God is absent I'm here. I will protect you all." His eyebrow rose. "I can even bring him back. Aladdin."

"Y...You can?"

"Of course. You both can live Happily Ever After." Michael leans forward and smiles. "How does that sound Princess? You and Aladdin together. There will be no more rules. Your Father can't control you. Your days of being silenced will be over. You will get the respect you deserve. Then one day..." His grin widens. "...you will be Sultana."

Jasmine takes a shaky breath. She always dreamed of being Sultana. To be Sultana and to be with the love of her life, it would be everything Jasmine ever wanted. She would finally be happy.

The Princess looks back and forth at Sam and Michael. Her shoulders are tense and her brow is furrowed. She takes another a shaky breath.

"If I agree, what happens then?"

"For me to grant your wish you have to do something for me. Order your guards to kill Sam. He is a traitor. Traitors deserve death. I need the lamp as well."

"Jasmine please..."

"SILENCE!"

Sam goes quiet. Jasmine clenched her fists and she looks Sam right in the eye. Her intense gaze made Sam feel uncomfortable. Michael watched with a smile as he waited for the Princess to give out the order. He even considered giving Dean the front row seats so he can watch his brother die.

"Get down on your knees." She ordered.

Sam obeys and goes down on his knees.

Jasmine steps forward and looks down at the younger hunter. She snatches the lamp out of his hands.

Sam closes his eyes. He knew this it. This is where he will die.

"Dean." Sam opens his eyes. "If you can hear me I'm sorry." He blinks back the tears that started to form. "I thought I can save you...I failed. I'm sorry."

The younger hunter lowers his head. He couldn't look at the archangel wearing his brother's face. It was too painful. Every time Sam looked all he can think about is his brother drowning in his own body. Sam couldn't do a damm thing to stop it.

Sam closes his eyes and waits for the Princess to give out the order.

"Archangel Mika'il." Jasmine spoke while keeping her eyes on Sam. "Do you know what we call you? The Angel of Mercy."

"I am aware of that title."

"When humans sin, Mika'il asks Allah to forgive them. Mika'il forgives those who sin. He believes in second chances." She turns her head towards him. "He wouldn't sentence them to death."

The smile fades from Michael's face.

Jasmine suddenly grabs a sword and swings it round.

Michael grabs her wrist. His eyes blaze with fury. Jasmine let out a cry as his eyes glow and the sword starts to melt. Jasmine's cry turned into a scream as the hot burning liquid made contact with her skin. She wanted to pull away but Michael kept a firm grip on her.

"Wrong move Princess." Michael hissed.

Once the sword melted Michael wraps his fingers around Jasmine's throat and he lifts her into the air. Jasmine gasps and puts her hands on his. She tries to break free but Michael was too strong. He reaches down and picks up the lamp.

"Why Princess?" He asks. "I was going to give you everything you wanted. Why the change in heart?"

"Angels don't strike deals." She answered. "They don't manipulate people. Demons tempt people. You tempted me

"For the last time I am Michael! I'm not a lowly demon."

"You might be the Archangel Mika'il. You don't live up to the name. You are a disgrace. You are worst than the demons." Jasmine knew she pissed him off but she kept going she wasn't going to stop now. "Yes Sam and Dean lied to me. I'm not on their side. I'm on no one's side. I am doing what I think is best for the people of Agrabah. As their Princess I say..." Her face darkens. "Go to Hell!"

Silence filled the room. No one breathed a word. All eyes go on archangel and they waited for his response.

Michael's lips turn into a snarl.

"I don't need you. I don't need any of you. All I wanted was the lamp so I can wish myself back home...You seem surprised Samuel. You see the ingredients for the spell does not exist in this world. As much as I hate it I need the Genie. While I go back you Sam will stay here." He grins. "You will be trapped. You are probably wondering what was the point of all this well I just wanted to have some fun. Create a bit drama. Seems like I'm going to have to do the rest myself. That includes punishing you." Michael laughs at the younger Winchester "Can't leave without breaking some bones first. As for you Princess." He increases his grip around Jasmine's throat. "Maybe we should crush your voice box so you will never ever be able to speak again."

Jasmine kicks her legs in the air. The color drains from her face. She chokes and gasps. She couldn't breathe. She needed air. Her vision blurred with tears. She made out the hazy figure of her Baba screaming her name.

Jasmine looks into Michael's swirling pool of blue. Black started to form around the edges of her vision. She welcomed it. She wished death would come sooner. She wanted the pain and suffering to stop.

She wanted to be reunited with her true love.

Aladdin.

As Jasmine goes to close her eyes, the doors swing open and two people a man and a woman run.

"SAM!"

Sam whips round and faces the woman.

"Mom?" His eyes go on the man. "Ketch?"

"JASMINE!"

Jasmine's eyes fly open. Michael loosens his grip but he still held on to her. Everyone faced the balcony.

Standing on the balcony is a man. On his shoulder is a monkey. Sam knew who that was. He was about to say the young man's name but Jasmine beat him to it.

"Aladdin!"

Whoa that was a tough one to write. :D

First of all Jasmine's thoughts on Jafarwas inspired by that story I recommended a few chapters ago. Something So Cold it Burns. I read another Jafar\Jasmine fic which helped me as well. The story is called Red by hello_mintblooms. That is an another amazing Jasmine/Jafarfic and it is set in the 2019 Aladdin universe and it's on Ao3 if you want to check it out.

I did some research. I notice lots of Aladdin fics they say "Praise Allah". Lot of sources say Aladdin is linked to Islam. So I decided to research into their culture and religion and I found some interesting facts about the Archangel Michael. In Islam he is known as Archangel Mika'il and he is known as the Angel of Mercy. I thought that fact would be really good to use in this story. Michael from the other universe is the opposite to what Muslims believe. I didn't want Jasmine to believe him that easily. I wanted her to question him.

Next chapter coming soon.