And in Dark Places..............
Ok, just for clarification, the markings ****** mean passage of time, at least in my story. Italics are thoughts and song lyrics are are italics between ~ italics ~
Disclamer- I do not own Aladdin or any of its characters. *snaps fingers* damn!
"Smart boy", he patted Mozenraths cheeck a little too roughly.
Mozenrath winced and watched as he left.
As soon as the door shut,
Mozenrath rubbed his sore jaw and cursed Destane in every language he'd been taught....
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Destane hummed, circling the rim of his glass as he leaned casualy against the wall, watching the door in front of him buck and shudder with each blow the hysterical screaming teen inside gives it.
" Poor little kitten" , he muses.
He listens to Mozenrath yell, beating his fists apparently desperatly on the door.
Were Destane to open the door, he would be guarenteed to find the princeling on his knees, face tear streaked, those dark eyes dancing with panic, back to the very thing he fears,......the dark.
" Silly little kitten."
But its only confined dark, his poor little kitten fears the shadows only he himself can see skirting along the walls.
It would seem that when he was younger and still in the care of nannys and nurses, one in particular would punish him by locking him in a closet, but the woman would only come back and free him when the child's scream's and pleas had died.
Poor little kitten was traumatized.
Most assuredly the nurse was put to death by Mirage when she found out, but the mental scar still burns in Mozenrath's mind, something Destane himself had found out one day as he was during one of Mozenrath's lessons.
He was trying to teach Mozenrath how to manipulate the mass and shape of his magic inside him when the prince's fragile control on his own magic broke.
Destane had watched has the boy's magic consume his mind from the inside, the kitten's eye widening and darkening. He had stiffened has his world went dark, a side effect, and he started to whisper in the most strangest way. Destane knew what his horror striken pupil was seeing, he knew that it seemed as if the dark was pressing in on him, attempting to suffocate him. His kitten had fell to his knees, holding his head and screaming.
" I almost thought the little kitten might have hug me in gratitude when i dragged him back to reality, forcing his magic down. So sweet, so pitifull was the look of confusion and rellief on Mozenrath's face."
The look on his students face may indeed be priceless if he freed him now, but that wasnt the point.
" No, he is here to be taught, and teach him I will."
Inside his room, Mozenrath was fighting his own personal hell. He dare not turn and face the darkened remains of the rest of the room. He slammed his fists into the door, desperatly trying to get it open, the sliver of light at the bottom his only sanctuary. His now begging yells feared to fall on deaf ears, panic pushing on his chest.
" I cant breathe! I cant breathe! not again not again not again not again not again............"
He tangled his hands in his hair, heart beating frantically like a trapped birds. He had even attempted to claw his way out.
" How long has it been? Has he left? IM GOING TO BE LEFT IN HERE FOREVER!"
With a scream of panic, he threw his entire body against the door. It didnt budge, the only effect was now burning hands.
Wait, burning hands?
He looked down through water logged eyes at his hands, which were now glowing a curious blue.
It burned, and it stung horribly.
Thats when he felt a shadow reach out and touch him.
He spun around backing up as far as he could.
As the fear threatened to eat him alive, so did the light that grew rapidly in a sudden burst.
Destane watched amusedly as the door shattered into splinters, and out tumbled Mozenrath, gasping and scrambling as far as he could from the gaping room. Destane noted approvingly the dying glow on his hands. He wrenched Mozenrath up by them, bringing them to attention.
"See little kitten? Its lesson one, getting your magic out of your body. You just needed the proper motivation, didn't you?"
He was met with the most shocked and scandelized expresssion of silence on the face he held in his hands. He hummed , running a thumb over a darkening yet healing bruise on the little kittens lip.
" I usually try not to hit him on the face. A black eye may be all good and well for a punishment, but its hardly attractive. And yet, it does seem to be working. My little kitten doesn't disobey me as much anymore. But he is so dramatic if I discipline him. The way he acts if I hit him.........well it almost makes me feel guilty. But what good teacher wouldnt give their pupil an occasional love tap. And even he knows hes begging for a bruising sometimes. He will stiffen up, then hang his head as I make my way to him, braced for what he knows he deserves. If he were a female, my books tell me he would be a textbook example of the Electra complex, but I am unsure how to categorize my deeply idiosyncratic little kitten."
Destane laughed.
"Ready to try it again little kitten?".............................
Dean
Ok, just for clarification, the markings ****** mean passage of time, at least in my story. Italics are thoughts and song lyrics are are italics between ~ italics ~
Disclamer- I do not own Aladdin or any of its characters. *snaps fingers* damn!
"Smart boy", he patted Mozenraths cheeck a little too roughly.
Mozenrath winced and watched as he left.
As soon as the door shut,
Mozenrath rubbed his sore jaw and cursed Destane in every language he'd been taught....
************************************************
Destane hummed, circling the rim of his glass as he leaned casualy against the wall, watching the door in front of him buck and shudder with each blow the hysterical screaming teen inside gives it.
" Poor little kitten" , he muses.
He listens to Mozenrath yell, beating his fists apparently desperatly on the door.
Were Destane to open the door, he would be guarenteed to find the princeling on his knees, face tear streaked, those dark eyes dancing with panic, back to the very thing he fears,......the dark.
" Silly little kitten."
But its only confined dark, his poor little kitten fears the shadows only he himself can see skirting along the walls.
It would seem that when he was younger and still in the care of nannys and nurses, one in particular would punish him by locking him in a closet, but the woman would only come back and free him when the child's scream's and pleas had died.
Poor little kitten was traumatized.
Most assuredly the nurse was put to death by Mirage when she found out, but the mental scar still burns in Mozenrath's mind, something Destane himself had found out one day as he was during one of Mozenrath's lessons.
He was trying to teach Mozenrath how to manipulate the mass and shape of his magic inside him when the prince's fragile control on his own magic broke.
Destane had watched has the boy's magic consume his mind from the inside, the kitten's eye widening and darkening. He had stiffened has his world went dark, a side effect, and he started to whisper in the most strangest way. Destane knew what his horror striken pupil was seeing, he knew that it seemed as if the dark was pressing in on him, attempting to suffocate him. His kitten had fell to his knees, holding his head and screaming.
" I almost thought the little kitten might have hug me in gratitude when i dragged him back to reality, forcing his magic down. So sweet, so pitifull was the look of confusion and rellief on Mozenrath's face."
The look on his students face may indeed be priceless if he freed him now, but that wasnt the point.
" No, he is here to be taught, and teach him I will."
Inside his room, Mozenrath was fighting his own personal hell. He dare not turn and face the darkened remains of the rest of the room. He slammed his fists into the door, desperatly trying to get it open, the sliver of light at the bottom his only sanctuary. His now begging yells feared to fall on deaf ears, panic pushing on his chest.
" I cant breathe! I cant breathe! not again not again not again not again not again............"
He tangled his hands in his hair, heart beating frantically like a trapped birds. He had even attempted to claw his way out.
" How long has it been? Has he left? IM GOING TO BE LEFT IN HERE FOREVER!"
With a scream of panic, he threw his entire body against the door. It didnt budge, the only effect was now burning hands.
Wait, burning hands?
He looked down through water logged eyes at his hands, which were now glowing a curious blue.
It burned, and it stung horribly.
Thats when he felt a shadow reach out and touch him.
He spun around backing up as far as he could.
As the fear threatened to eat him alive, so did the light that grew rapidly in a sudden burst.
Destane watched amusedly as the door shattered into splinters, and out tumbled Mozenrath, gasping and scrambling as far as he could from the gaping room. Destane noted approvingly the dying glow on his hands. He wrenched Mozenrath up by them, bringing them to attention.
"See little kitten? Its lesson one, getting your magic out of your body. You just needed the proper motivation, didn't you?"
He was met with the most shocked and scandelized expresssion of silence on the face he held in his hands. He hummed , running a thumb over a darkening yet healing bruise on the little kittens lip.
" I usually try not to hit him on the face. A black eye may be all good and well for a punishment, but its hardly attractive. And yet, it does seem to be working. My little kitten doesn't disobey me as much anymore. But he is so dramatic if I discipline him. The way he acts if I hit him.........well it almost makes me feel guilty. But what good teacher wouldnt give their pupil an occasional love tap. And even he knows hes begging for a bruising sometimes. He will stiffen up, then hang his head as I make my way to him, braced for what he knows he deserves. If he were a female, my books tell me he would be a textbook example of the Electra complex, but I am unsure how to categorize my deeply idiosyncratic little kitten."
Destane laughed.
"Ready to try it again little kitten?".............................
Dean