Aladdin leapt behind a pillar, the black flames licking on either side of him, hungry to see him in pain. "Damn you Mozenrath!" he yelled out against the maniacal laughter. "Where is Jasmine?"

"What's the matter hero?" Mozenrath mocked, feeling completely in control with his familiar surroundings. "Not quite feeling up to it without your pretty princess around to protect you?" his grin turned hateful as he seized the power and removed the obstacle, leaving Aladdin exposed. "Do you…have any idea…" he spoke slowly, letting the power from his gauntlet illuminate his being. "What I am going to do to you street rat?"

Aladdin grabbed his sword and readied for battle. Before he could strike a blow, Mozenrath flung himself forward, pinning Aladdin to the ground. Aladdin gasped in pain as thick tendril of mana shot through him like arrows. "You think you know what subjugation is? You don't know the first time about breaking someone's will." Grabbed Aladdin's head and forced his neck back, exposing soft, tender flesh. "Play with me will you? Treat me like a harem girl!"

Aladdin braced himself as Mozenrath forced power through his veins, flinging him against a wall. "You don't even know what I was trying to accomplish Mozenrath!" he called out stubbornly. "You don't even understand why we needed you."

"To Hell I don't. I know all about the little council session. The only way they'll accept a low born street rat like you on the throne, is if you give them some proof you can do more than settle petty arguments over cattle!" Mozenrath launched power at him, missing by mere inches.

Aladdin dodged between pillars, avoiding the blasts expertly. Was it just him, or was Mozenrath's aim off. It was almost like he wasn't really trying to hit the hero. He took a risk and spied around the room, searching for some weapon or defense. He couldn't risk killing Mozenrath, they still needed him to pull this whole thing off. There just had to be a way to capture him again. He moved quickly, using the momentum to shove himself straight into Mozenrath.

"Uoof!" Mozenrath took it in the stomach, landing on the hard marble. "Damn it!" he hollered and Aladdin shove a knee onto his chest, pinning his wrists above him. "Let me up!" he commanded and kicked out, landing a foot on Aladdin's back. The youth jerked forward, but didn't let go. "I swear when your in my dungeons I'll teach you what it means to beg!"

"Like you did Mozie?" Aladdin grinned impetuously and watched with no small amount of amusement as Mozenrath blushed. With sudden realization, Aladdin looked down at his nemesis. "You liked that…didn't you?"

Mozenrath's jaw fell open. Finding strength from somewhere he yelled in outrage, nearly throwing Aladdin from him. But Aladdin kept his grip, just barely keeping the hateful power off him. "Shut up!" he demanded and struggled in Aladdin's hands.

"Aladdin!" Jasmine burst into the throne room, her costume not going unnoticed by either man. Though Aladdin was greatly confused, Mozenrath took one look at the delicate Egyptian patterns, and knew he's been betrayed.

"That bitch!" he snarled and shoved a distracted Aladdin off. He threw flames at Jasmine, catching her by surprise and flinging her away. "Just as well." He smirked. "Now I can teach you both together." He laughed jubilantly and turned to seek Aladdin. But the hero was gone from sight. "Wha…?"

A full body tackle assaulted him from behind, he felt a strong hand clamp down over his gauntlet, lifting his hand and cracking it down against the floor till it went numb with pain. Mozenrath tossed his head back and saw Aladdin on top of him, using everything he had to hold the sorcerer down.

The quick patting of bare feet caught his attention. "Aladdin, open his mouth!" Jasmine ordered quickly. One thing was definite, if Jasmine wanted his mouth open, he for damn sure wanted it closed. Aladdin didn't question, he grabbed a handful of hair and yanked, trying to make him yelp. Mozenrath clamped down, determined to keep his mouth tight.

Jasmine approached, taking quick action and pinching his nose shut. He glared at her hatefully, fighting to regain the upper hand. Aladdin searched around in his cape with one hand and pulled out another pair of anti-magic manacles, slapping them home and forcing Mozenrath to stand. "Come on Moze, time to take your medicine."

Mozenrath watched Jasmine lift a vial with some strange substance and try once again to pry his mouth open. Suddenly, he felt Aladdin's fingers on his left rear cheek. "Sorry Mozenrath." He whispered and took a chunk of flesh, twisting it around hard.

Try as he might, Mozenrath couldn't hold back the scream as his flesh was abused. Jasmine held his mouth open, pouring the contents into him and holding her hand over his lips. Aladdin gentle pressed his fingers to Mozenrath's throat, massaging the concoction down. He tried to choke on it, force himself to vomit, but it was like molasses in his throat, coating everything on the way down. He felt the bulk sink in his stomach with a heavy thud as Jasmine removed her hand.

"You damn…!" he stopped mid-sentence and gasped. Something very strange was happening in his gut. "What did you do?" he choked out as his muscles tighten in explicably. Aladdin let him go in shock, watching as Mozenrath stretched his long body out on the floor. "What did she…give you?" he demanded and closed his eyes as the sweet flavor of need began to rise within him. "Ahh….oh!" he whimpered.

Aladdin turned to his beloved wife, questions in his eyes. "Jasmine, what…how did….are you alright?" he gently hugged her close and she returned it.

"Later love, right now we need to get him to a bed." She instructed. "I don't know how long that stuff will keep him like this for."