Saluk went back to the hide out. He remembered that the last time he had been there, there had only been seven thieves left. Seven of the original forty. And all because of...he himself had been the one who had told the Captain of the Royal Guards where the thieves' hideout was. To get Cassim caught. Only that idiot had been too quick for him. And now there were no theives left. The only ones that where left, had certainly drowned. It looked like no one had come back since then. He saw the place where they had cornered Cassim the last time he had entered. He stabbed the wall with his weapon, just at the very thought of the name. Cassim had taken the post that was supposed to be his. And had led to the end of the Forty Thieves. The other idiots didn't seem to realize anything until it was too late. Even then, it had been the brat.

He went towards another room, where most of the thieves never entered. That was where it had started, after all. Or most of it, anyway. He remembered. He had always been the King's right hand man. Hopefully, with that, he would be able to win his trust, and he would be the next King of Thieves. He would make the Forty Thieves feared all over the Seven Desert.

With the old King, there had always been plenty of raids, and plenty of loot, and he would culminate it all with a perfect plan. Being close to the King, him being the one the King trusted most, there would've been no problem, simply murdering him, and executing another one, while he himself became King. No one would've thought him capable of killing the King whom he admired so much.

The King was selecting the best of the raid for himself. Saluk always thought that he deserved the best, after all, he was the one who did most of the work, unlike the other idiots.

"It was thanks to your plan, Saluk."said the King, as he took most of the gold.

"Yes, King. It was just the least I could do to serve you. It is my dream that the Forty Thieves be feared around the Seven Deserts, and someday, the King of Thieves shall be the King of the Seven Deserts."

"Ha. You are exactly right, Saluk. Some day I shall be King of the Seven Deserts. The most feared King. And you shall take my place among the Forty Thieves, and my second in command."

Little did that idiot know, that the one who would end up with the title would be Saluk himself. By then, this King would be dead, and Saluk would be the leader of the Forty Thieves, but not for now. For now, it was better that he was over confident. That would give Saluk time, and would make it seem more like he would be incapable of hurting the King.

Everything would've been working perfectly from that moment on. And now, Saluk would be the King of the Seven Deserts, with the Forty Thieves behind him. But he could still be King of the Seven Deserts, even without the Forty Thieves. But before he could become King, he must first get his revenge. Revenge against the one who had stopped him from reaching his rightful place. Stopped him by turning most of the thieves against him, and spending time on a stupid search for a non existent treasure, and ruining the Forty Thieves' reputation as the most feared in the Seven Deserts. The first thing to do, then, of course, was to find Cassim. And there was perhaps one way to even things out, of course.

Agrabah

Genie hit the tennis ball and it soared across the net. Carpet hit it back with no problem, and Genie missed. Carpet made a gesture saying 'hurry!'

"That didn't count."said Genie. "See, kids, what you gotta watch out for! Cheaters!"

Carpet crossed his arms.

"Well, not cheaters, just gotta pay closer attention."

Abu rolled his eyes. After all, it wasn't like Genie was a good loser.

"Beaten by a rug!"said Iago, shaking his head. "And I used to think much higher of the Genie."

"I think highly of Genie."said Fahriha.

"Yeah, you would, girl. Shouldn't the Monkey be keeping an eye out?"

"Abu?"

"Oops."

"Oh, great! You just can't depend on anyone these days."said Iago.

"It's almost time for class, Genie."said Aladdin, as he walked outside.

"Ah, just doing exactly that, Al! Teaching tennis! Good sportsmanship, you see."he said, as he walked over and shook Carpet's hand.

"What are you doing here, Fahriha?"asked Aladdin, as soon as he noticed her. "Shouldn't you be in the harem? You shouldn't be out here with the boys. Genie will go to give you your lesson as soon as he's done here! Genie, why is Fahriha here?"

"Oh."Genie scratched his head. "Um, well, her mom said she could come."

"I'll talk to Jasmine about this!"

"Well, actually, it was your dad who took her out. Or send the parrot, anyway."

Aladdin glared at Iago.

"Awk."

"Iago, I don't want you go be convincing Fahriha to come out when she shouldn't."

"The girl was bored, Kid. Just couldn't take her being all alone. And why not let her grandpa give her a ride on his horse."

"Oh, my! I'll have to talk to my dad about that, too, then."

"The Kid's just getting too obsessed."said Iago. "It's a pity that his dad isn't interested in treasure anymore. Nothing exciting ever happens around here anymore."

"Um, well, now, for class."said Genie.