"Aooooooh….Ow…" Donald groaned as he sat up. He felt groggy, like he always did when ever he suddenly plummeted out of the sky. He took a glance around. It wasn't too bad. Sora and Goofy were sprawled across the sand, unconscious, but okay. The Gummi Ship was the problem.
It was stuck nose-down in the sand. The entire cockpit was underneath the grains. "Oh great…." Donald muttered. He turned back to his companions. Sora seemed to be stirring slightly, and Goofy had already sat up. Donald growled at him. "Goofy! You moron!" Donald yelled, afterwards taking a moment to catch his breath.
Donald looked to the sky. The blazing sun was already taking its toll on him. Without another word Donald started off towards the city. Goofy was standing now and looking after his companion. "Hey Donald! What about Sora!" Goofy asked.
"Aww. He'll catch up!" Donald said angrily. "There's nothing we can do about the ship out here anyway."
Donald and Goofy made 100 yards before they heard: "Hey! Guys wait up!"
"Auuggh…." Sora moaned after ten minutes had passed. "It is sooo hot….h-ey! Donald. Can't you whip up some clothes for this kind of weather or something?"
"I can try…" Donald said thoughtfully. "Great!" Sora said, his voice filled with hope.
Donald waved his wand around a bit then pointed it at Sora. "Presto Chango!" Instantly, Sora was transformed. Goofy laughed out loud, and even Donald could not hold back a snicker or two.
"WHAT THE HELL DONALD!"
"Why are you yelling at me Sora? You wanted something more suitable!" Donald replied before breaking into a fit of hysterical laughter. For Sora you see, was a camel. And there really isn't anything funnier than turning one of your best friends into a camel. Especially if you were pissed off at said friend. (In example, if he called you a popular dinner in various restaurants.)
However, this fun was cut short, as Donald had not anticipated the unique power he had given to Sora as a side-effect. He realized his mistake as carefully aimed saliva splattered all over his face.
"Change me back." Sora ordered, readying another spit projectile. Donald waved his wand in disgust while trying to get the foul-smelling substance off his face. But Sora had something else up his sleeve. "Blizzard!" He yelled, and immediately a jet of sub-zero temperature air hit Donald and froze the saliva.
Now it was Sora's turn to laugh. Due to the position of the liquid when blizzard had hit, Donald's beak had been frozen shut. And it was funnier still to see Donald stamp around like a spoiled child in efforts to pry his beak open.
"Maybe you can try your spell again in half-an hour or so!" Sora said laughing deeply yet managing to squeak in the end. Of course, Sora developed a heavy cough from nowhere in attempts to hide it.
They moved on, Donald still silenced and frozen, but due to the freezing spell, the air around them was significantly cooler and it was a pleasant walk for a few minutes. Then the heat returned.
Donald's beak was soon un-frozen and he attempted to make climate-ready clothes for everyone. In the end, Donald was dressed in clothes nearly identical to the Sultan's, and Goofy was dressed like Aladdin himself. Right down to the shoes.
"Hey! What about me?" Sora panted, whining and forcing himself to even drag his feet along in the blistering sand.
Donald shrugged. "I must be out of energy" He said with a sneer. "I guess you'll just have to suffer through it."
"You are evil…." Sora spat.
"Hey, don't blame me." Donald said, raising his arms above his head. "You were the doofus who wore all black to a desert. I'm surprised you haven't dropped dead yet." Donald said, shrugging again.
"I think…there still might be time for that…." Sora said slowly, clutching at his chest.
"Or had a stroke" Goofy added.
"Can't….breathe…." Sora wheezed.
"Whatever" Donald said, turning his back on the Key bearer. He thought he heard something heavy hit the sand behind him, but ignored it until Goofy's voice rang out. "Sora!"
Donald turned around to see Sora lying face-down in the sand for the second time that day. "Oh come on….We don't have time for this!" Donald grumbled. "You're just trying to get attention. Sora! Sora?"
Sora awoke lying on his back staring at the light blue sky. Wherever he was, it was cool and shady and very comfortable. He stretched, but stopped short as a sharp pain rocketed through his sides.
"Hey kiddo." Said the sky, as the pain began to subside.
"I'm fine Mr. Sky." Sora said, perfectly okay with the concept of speaking with atmosphere.
"Hmm…maybe not. Are you sure he didn't hit his head too?" Said the sky.
"Who else are you talking to?" Sora asked the sky while trying to sit up and see. The room he was in was slowly coming back into focus. "Hey…you aren't the sky…Genie!"
"There we go." Genie said grinning. Donald and Goofy were on pads behind him. They were in Aladdin's place, but the boy was nowhere in sight.
"What happened?" Sora asked, sitting up further, but wincing at the pain in his side.
"You collapsed out in the desert." Goofy told him.
"They told me all about it. I think you might have damaged something in the fall." Genie said. "On the outside you look fine, but on the inside you're really messed up kiddo. You've definitely bruised some ribs. That alone stops you from breathing right. Combined with how quickly you started moving after the crash, and the heat from the sun and you're weird clothes…I'm surprised you aren't dead."
"See! That's what I said! I told you so!" Donald shouted from his pad, a smug look on his face.
"What? Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Sora asked bluntly. "I should be dead but no, you're basically a very lucky moving corpse?" Donald seemed to have to think after that one. Sora moved on.
"Okay, well thanks and all, but we should probably get going. Why hasn't anyone just healed me yet?" Sora asked to the room.
"I wouldn't trust it Sora." Genie said, his voice mysterious. Which was very un-characteristic of him.
"Why?"
"My powers have been acting up recently. And I can't find out why….from this world anyway." Genie said, with a thoughtful tone.
Sora stared at him. "What do you mean your powers are acting up! Your powers can't act up! That's…that's just weird!" He exclaimed. Donald was also looking on in interest. Magic was his area of expertise after all.
"HIIIOOOHHH!" Genie yelled suddenly, causing Donald to jump and Sora to bash his head on the wall. "I THINK ITS TIME FOR…..a lesson in magic." Genie said, becoming a school-teacher and summoning desks from thin air.
'Powers aren't working my arse….' Sora thought bitterly as Genie made a ruler from a puff of smoke.
"Alrighty then class. Here is how it works." Genie began. "In magic there are two different classes. Those classes are: The Magic Users, and the Magical Creatures. Today, we'll take a gander into Magic Users." On Sora's desk, a sheet of paper appeared and a pencil was copying Genie's words down.
"The Magic User's also have different categories within themselves. The most common are, Sorcerers, Mages, Wizards and Warlocks." Genie told them. (He had now adopted a grey-haired wig and overly large, thick glasses)
"What about withes!" Sora interjected. He was quickly rapped on the head by the ruler.
"We are in class young man, and we pronounce all of our words correctly. Its witches not withes. And no, they are not important." Genie told him.
"Whaddaya mean they're not important?" Sora asked angrily, rubbing his scalp.
"Magic can be harnessed in one of three ways, or a combination of those three." Genie continued, ignoring Sora's interruption. "In order to use magic, first and foremost, you have to have a heart. If you have no Heart, then you can perform no Magic. DUH….
"We all seem to have Hearts here, so let's move on. The three ways to harness Magic are, to be able to draw from yourself, to be able to draw from the world, or to have an already magical object." (Sora's pen underlined magical object three times.)
"Sorcerers and Wizards are types that use Magic via their own energy source." Genie said. After seeing the blank faces, he continued. "Their Hearts. They take energy from their own Hearts and use that energy to perform Magic. This has its up-sides…and its downsides…." Genie said, trailing off a bit.
"Since they supply their own energy, Magic is always on hand, but often, they must use magical objects (the pen underlined again) or special techniques to boost the spell's power, since many Hearts are not strong enough alone to summon powerful Magic.
"The problem with Wizard's and Sorcerers is, that they all have very definite limits. You can only take so much energy from your Heart at one time. If you take too much, then your Heart collapses and you die." Genie said simply. But Sora was shocked. He hadn't know there was that much danger in simple magic.
"And every time you use Magic as a Wizard or Sorcerer, you weaken your own Heart until its lost energy is restored."
"Restored?" Sora asked.
"Why yes, silly." Genie said, waving his hand. "The Heart's energy doesn't get used and thrown away. It comes back over time. Depending on the spell, that time will vary. And this is another reason why being a Wiz or Sor is so tricky. As the life-span goes on for any person, the Heart's amount of maximum energy available changes. When you are a baby, you've got little energy in your heart. As you grow, your energy levels increase, then you hit your peak, and your energy levels decrease again. Wizes and Sors always check their energy levels.
"In conclusion, there is no such thing as an evil Wizard. Throughout history, Wizards generally utilize the Light of their hearts, and Sorcerers use the Darkness. The Darkness is as you already know, a very volatile source of energy and corrupts over time. Sorcerers equal evil. Wizards equal good. Like-wise, Witches are assistants to Wizards generally. There is no such thing as an evil witch either. They are called Sorceress.
"Now then. Onto Mages. Listen up Quack-head, this concerns you." Genie said sternly to Donald, who glowered at him. "Mages use the energy from their home-world's Heart. This also has its pros and cons. Mages can never use up all the power a world has to offer. Any given world has too much energy built up for any one mage to harness. And also, there are only a certain number of people on any given world who have Mage potential.
"This is good because the world's Heart won't collapse, and the Mage has a near constant vat of energy. However. A mage has his or her limits. Being a mage grants you great magical ability. But that does not mean you can just fire off spells left and right. Mages act as a conduit for the energy of their home-world, and so they physically tire after a while. Until they get some rest, their bodies will not allow more spells to be cast. If Mages go over their limit, they often end up in comas or other bad things of the sort.
"Distance is also a problem for a Mage. The farther you get from you're home-world, the longer time your spells will need to ready themselves, and the weaker they will be. You shouldn't worry Donald though. The Magical Kingdom (magic's even in its name!) oversees this entire sector. From Traverse Town to Neverland, and probably several others. As long as you stay within those bounds, like you did two years ago, your magic will come just as easily as if you were home." Donald looked visibly relieved, he had been getting more and more tense since the Mage topic had been entered in.
"However. If a Mage's home-world is destroyed, and its Heart taken by the Heartless, then he will no longer have access to his or her Magic. The effect is immediate, no matter where you are. Likewise, any Magical Object produced on said world will lose its power.
"And here children is where we will take our break. Looks like the Master of the house has returned." Genie said, vanishing the ruler, desks, wig and glasses with a snap. The note-paper and pen however rolled themselves together and put themselves in Sora, Donald and Goofy's pockets.
"Genie!" Came Aladdin's voice. "Have you found her yet!" Aladdin came bursting onto the scene, breathing heavily.
"Sorry Al, I've been tending to our guests." Genie said, gesturing to Sora and the others.
"Aladdin! What's wrong?" Donald asked.
Aladdin gave up and leaned against the wall. "It's Jasmine. She's missing."
Sorry this chapter was so long. But eventually, all these explanations will come back to have a purpose later. Trust me.
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