Planning

The snake slithered down the white halls, inspecting every nook and cranny it could find. Its gold skin shone in the sunlight, its red eyes glowing with pure evil. It flattened, creeping under the door to the library. Books lined the walls, a single desk sitting off to the side. The brooms marched right past the creature, which slithered out with them. It continued down the hall to the audience chamber, which it had no problem accessing. The room was large and empty, the throne at the end and its two enormous statues the only things inside. It crawled over to the throne, looking for something. It slithered around the throne, reaching up under the arm to a button.

The black robe jumped off the roof, landing in front of Jafar, sword drawn. Jafar's snake staff reappeared in a flash of red, ready to stop any attacks made by the robed figure. They slashed down, the vizier disappearing in a flash of red smoke. He put the sword away, walking to the audience chamber.