I promise to get to my other stories as soon as I can. For now, I hope you enjoy the beginning of this one. :)
Separate Souls
A lone figure stood looking out of the hole in the wall that served as a window to the world outside. The stars reflected in the figure's glazed brown eyes as he quietly thought.
Tonight, the pull was stronger. It was nearly time. Nearly time to again be whole once again. But something in him feared being as he was once more. He couldn't understand why he should fear it; he used to hunger for the day. But now....
//Aladdin,// that silk like voice calling again.
//Mozenrath,// he answered.
//Its nearly time,// the other sighed, he didn't want to give it up either.
//We have no choice, how much longer?// Aladdin asked, trying to push his own pained emotions out of the way.
//A night, less. You had better tell her soon, Streetrat, or we'll both be facing that little wind storm,// Mozenrath sent, and the link closed, leaving him in his dark thoughts.
"A night more," he murmured and brought his hand up.
His eyes trailed over it, that flesh and blood appendage, his. But soon....
A tear escaped his dark eyes as he climbed through the hole and down into the streets. Then he headed toward the Palace, knowing it was time.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Jasmine?" his voice sounded softly through her bedroom as he entered through the balcony.
He pulled back the curtains and looked in, saw her upon her bed. He smiled slightly, and his breath caught in his throat. She was beautiful, but she was always beautiful. The moonlight glimmered off her dark hair and tan skin, making her seem more delicate then she was.
/I don't want to lose her,/ he thought silently to himself, regret and pain
But he had no choice, and he knew it. The day was coming, and he would loose everything, including her. Would he even remember her when it was done? He prayed he would, that she would still love him.
"Aladdin?" her sleepy voice pulled him from his thoughts.
Jasmine was sitting up in her bed, rubbing sleep from her large brown eyes. He smiled gently at her, and approached.
"Jasmine, I need to tell you something," he said softly, coming to stand at her bed side.
"It must be important for you to come in the middle of the night," she said, looking concerned.
He sighed softly, shifted uncomfortably. It was now or after it was finished.
"It is, Jasmine. I need to tell you. I am not the man you know and love, and before tomorrow's sun sets, I shall no longer be Aladdin," he said gently.
She looked at him, shocked, not understanding, "What do you mean?"
"He means, Princess, that by tomorrow, Aladdin and Mozenrath shall no longer exist as separate beings," Mozenrath said, coming from the shadows.
Aladdin glared at him, then sighed irritably, "What has brought you here?"
"I knew that you would need help with this, or she shall not understand what is going to happen," Mozenrath said, crossing his arms.
Aladdin frowned, but nodded slightly. Jasmine looked at each of them in turn, fear glimmering in the depths of her eyes as her mind started to work with what she had been told so far. She got up from her bed, and pulled on the robe hanging from a chair near her bed. She then went to Aladdin, and put a gentle hand upon his arm.
"Explain this to me," she said softly, glancing at Mozenrath occasionally.
"I shall try," he said, and pulled her to face him, "What he means is that he and I are the same being. We were separated years ago, and by tomorrow's sunset, we shall once again be the same being."
Separate Souls
A lone figure stood looking out of the hole in the wall that served as a window to the world outside. The stars reflected in the figure's glazed brown eyes as he quietly thought.
Tonight, the pull was stronger. It was nearly time. Nearly time to again be whole once again. But something in him feared being as he was once more. He couldn't understand why he should fear it; he used to hunger for the day. But now....
//Aladdin,// that silk like voice calling again.
//Mozenrath,// he answered.
//Its nearly time,// the other sighed, he didn't want to give it up either.
//We have no choice, how much longer?// Aladdin asked, trying to push his own pained emotions out of the way.
//A night, less. You had better tell her soon, Streetrat, or we'll both be facing that little wind storm,// Mozenrath sent, and the link closed, leaving him in his dark thoughts.
"A night more," he murmured and brought his hand up.
His eyes trailed over it, that flesh and blood appendage, his. But soon....
A tear escaped his dark eyes as he climbed through the hole and down into the streets. Then he headed toward the Palace, knowing it was time.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Jasmine?" his voice sounded softly through her bedroom as he entered through the balcony.
He pulled back the curtains and looked in, saw her upon her bed. He smiled slightly, and his breath caught in his throat. She was beautiful, but she was always beautiful. The moonlight glimmered off her dark hair and tan skin, making her seem more delicate then she was.
/I don't want to lose her,/ he thought silently to himself, regret and pain
But he had no choice, and he knew it. The day was coming, and he would loose everything, including her. Would he even remember her when it was done? He prayed he would, that she would still love him.
"Aladdin?" her sleepy voice pulled him from his thoughts.
Jasmine was sitting up in her bed, rubbing sleep from her large brown eyes. He smiled gently at her, and approached.
"Jasmine, I need to tell you something," he said softly, coming to stand at her bed side.
"It must be important for you to come in the middle of the night," she said, looking concerned.
He sighed softly, shifted uncomfortably. It was now or after it was finished.
"It is, Jasmine. I need to tell you. I am not the man you know and love, and before tomorrow's sun sets, I shall no longer be Aladdin," he said gently.
She looked at him, shocked, not understanding, "What do you mean?"
"He means, Princess, that by tomorrow, Aladdin and Mozenrath shall no longer exist as separate beings," Mozenrath said, coming from the shadows.
Aladdin glared at him, then sighed irritably, "What has brought you here?"
"I knew that you would need help with this, or she shall not understand what is going to happen," Mozenrath said, crossing his arms.
Aladdin frowned, but nodded slightly. Jasmine looked at each of them in turn, fear glimmering in the depths of her eyes as her mind started to work with what she had been told so far. She got up from her bed, and pulled on the robe hanging from a chair near her bed. She then went to Aladdin, and put a gentle hand upon his arm.
"Explain this to me," she said softly, glancing at Mozenrath occasionally.
"I shall try," he said, and pulled her to face him, "What he means is that he and I are the same being. We were separated years ago, and by tomorrow's sunset, we shall once again be the same being."