Aladdin swallowed the nervous lump in his throat,and continued his catiuous journey through the Citadel's darkened halls.It was a miracle-he introspected- that he hadnt been caught by Mozenraths guards yet. Of course, since he left, or rather, snuck away, without Carpet or Genie, the magic sensing crystals wouldnt have detected him. Just another reason to add to the taboo feeling stirring in his chest. Not to mention Jasmine was left behind as well. He tried to convince himself it was for her own safety but it was futile. In his heart he knew he wanted to attempt this for his own reasons,unaware as he might be of them. As a matter of fact, ever since that day something alienated him from his comrades and lover, the day he realized his newly aqquired fluke. He was valiently trying to intercept another one of Abu's klepto attacks, and reached down to pick him up, when the little monkey was shocked halfway across the marketplace with a squeel and a sharp crackling sound. But in that few seconds of contact, a barage of memories flooded his mind. Only--- they werent his. They were Abu's,this much he could tell from the childhood nestalgia from an entirely different vantage point. In shock, as he shook his head to clear the last remnants of foreign memories, he looked at his hands. They were glowing the exact same gold as when he cast Mozenrath from his body (from the episode Two To Tangle or Tango?) .
His thoughts were interupted as he heard a thunk sound.He hesitantly made his way across the open danger of the throne room.- Vacant- He heard the sound again and looked round to see something very peculiar. Mozenrath wobbling across his own small black marbeled kitchen of some sort. His balance seemed off as he lost footing and fell,cracking his head against the tile countertop, seemingly unphazed. Aladdin winced,unoticed for the time being, and turned as he heard queer mutterings. Under a table,cowering,was Xerxes. He returned his gaze as Mozenrath hand groped atop the surface behind him,finally finding a crystal chalice,heavy and full to the brim with a dark red liquid.-Bourbon- He sloshed it down to his awaiting lips and taking a generous fill. Aladdin never thought of Mozenrath as a drinking man.
"Mozenrath?"
The sorcers head snapped up in suprise but laughed an unsetting laugh when he saw Aladdin.
"Ahh! Aladdin! how nice to *hic* see you! Came for a social *hic* call I presume? Come! Come! I'll make tea...."
His tone was slurred....-The Lord of Black Sands was drunk off his ass.
He stood on shaky legs and tried to make his way to Aladdin but again lost his balance and fell.
His bourbon glass tumbled to the ground, the crimson seeping onto the floor like so much blood.
Aladdin caught the taller man out of instinct, stunned as the smell of alcholol washed over him.
Mozenrath was a mess, he observed, as he tried to get the man upright again. His tourbon was gone, leaving his hair a mess of rebellious black curls. His clothes were oversized and stained with droplets of red, barefeet peeking out of baggy indigo pants. HIs cheeks were flushed, his eyes glazed.Mozenrath noticed his look.
"Oh,whats wrong? You dont like *hic* Im sorry I didnt have time to fresh-*hic*- en up. But you probally came here for something *hic*, I cant fight you right*hic* now so if youll just let Xerx-*hic*-es escort you out..now where did he go?..."
He pushed off Aladdin and went back to the cabinet,wrenching it open and grabing another bottle. Aladdin stared at his hands.-Why wasn't it working?-. He had touched him but nothing.
He spun as he heard a thud as Mozenrath hit the ground,something he seemed to be doing alot lately. Again instincts took over and his attention flew there. When he knelt to check if the sorcerer was as unconscious as he looked, he recieved a suprise as he was yanked down by his shoulders., an unnerving look directed up at him.
"Cmon streetrat,be a sport"
"What are you doing?..Listen Mozenrath, I know your not the way you are for no reason. I came here Mozenrath to prove that.- If you'll just let me.."
Mozenrath rolled his eyes,either from his own nature or otherwise, seemingly unphazed by the hero's words.
"You talk too much"
He wrapped his long legs round Aladdins waist.
Aladdin was red within milli-seconds
"Mozenrath"
"Eh-shut up"
Hands fumbled at Aladdins belt in drunken concentration.
Aladdin yelped as cold hands grazed his waist, flabbergasted,and frantically tried to rise,his attempts vain due to those legs around him.
"Mozenrath! Stop!"
He gripped the older mans shoulders. Mozenrath cryed out as a shock of gold lighting engulfed him, arching of the ground. Like before,memories started to seep into his head. But unlike before,those few seconds carried what seemed like a horrifying lifetime.
End of chapter 1~ (im working on putting the last finising touches on chappie 2-3
Dean
His thoughts were interupted as he heard a thunk sound.He hesitantly made his way across the open danger of the throne room.- Vacant- He heard the sound again and looked round to see something very peculiar. Mozenrath wobbling across his own small black marbeled kitchen of some sort. His balance seemed off as he lost footing and fell,cracking his head against the tile countertop, seemingly unphazed. Aladdin winced,unoticed for the time being, and turned as he heard queer mutterings. Under a table,cowering,was Xerxes. He returned his gaze as Mozenrath hand groped atop the surface behind him,finally finding a crystal chalice,heavy and full to the brim with a dark red liquid.-Bourbon- He sloshed it down to his awaiting lips and taking a generous fill. Aladdin never thought of Mozenrath as a drinking man.
"Mozenrath?"
The sorcers head snapped up in suprise but laughed an unsetting laugh when he saw Aladdin.
"Ahh! Aladdin! how nice to *hic* see you! Came for a social *hic* call I presume? Come! Come! I'll make tea...."
His tone was slurred....-The Lord of Black Sands was drunk off his ass.
He stood on shaky legs and tried to make his way to Aladdin but again lost his balance and fell.
His bourbon glass tumbled to the ground, the crimson seeping onto the floor like so much blood.
Aladdin caught the taller man out of instinct, stunned as the smell of alcholol washed over him.
Mozenrath was a mess, he observed, as he tried to get the man upright again. His tourbon was gone, leaving his hair a mess of rebellious black curls. His clothes were oversized and stained with droplets of red, barefeet peeking out of baggy indigo pants. HIs cheeks were flushed, his eyes glazed.Mozenrath noticed his look.
"Oh,whats wrong? You dont like *hic* Im sorry I didnt have time to fresh-*hic*- en up. But you probally came here for something *hic*, I cant fight you right*hic* now so if youll just let Xerx-*hic*-es escort you out..now where did he go?..."
He pushed off Aladdin and went back to the cabinet,wrenching it open and grabing another bottle. Aladdin stared at his hands.-Why wasn't it working?-. He had touched him but nothing.
He spun as he heard a thud as Mozenrath hit the ground,something he seemed to be doing alot lately. Again instincts took over and his attention flew there. When he knelt to check if the sorcerer was as unconscious as he looked, he recieved a suprise as he was yanked down by his shoulders., an unnerving look directed up at him.
"Cmon streetrat,be a sport"
"What are you doing?..Listen Mozenrath, I know your not the way you are for no reason. I came here Mozenrath to prove that.- If you'll just let me.."
Mozenrath rolled his eyes,either from his own nature or otherwise, seemingly unphazed by the hero's words.
"You talk too much"
He wrapped his long legs round Aladdins waist.
Aladdin was red within milli-seconds
"Mozenrath"
"Eh-shut up"
Hands fumbled at Aladdins belt in drunken concentration.
Aladdin yelped as cold hands grazed his waist, flabbergasted,and frantically tried to rise,his attempts vain due to those legs around him.
"Mozenrath! Stop!"
He gripped the older mans shoulders. Mozenrath cryed out as a shock of gold lighting engulfed him, arching of the ground. Like before,memories started to seep into his head. But unlike before,those few seconds carried what seemed like a horrifying lifetime.
End of chapter 1~ (im working on putting the last finising touches on chappie 2-3
Dean