One Small Jump Ahead

I edited the prologue, so I would recommend reading it. Disney owns Aladdin, while I only own my OCs and plot twists.

5 years later...

"Stop! You little troublemaker!"

The captain of the royal guard, Razoul, shouted angrily as he waved his sharp sword menacingly. His group of men ran behind him, looking as miffed as their leader. The guards were chasing a small figure. The small figure wore a ragged light brown dress with cream baggy pants, a faded lavender shawl was wrapped around the head like a turban and old sandals on the figure's feet. The figure ran quickly through the small narrow alleys, using it's size and agility as an advantage to evade the group of guards by jumping up on a stacked up barrels of wine. Razoul and his men began climbed up after the small figure. The little trouble maker saw a small ladder leading to one of the platforms and when reaching the ladder, accidentally pushed one of barrels. The barrel rolled down crashing into the group of guards, and covering them in wine. Razoul growled angrily, his temper reaching at a dangerous boiling point. The guards began to shout insults at the figure

"RIFF RAFF!"

"STREET MOUSE!"

"SCOUNDREL!"

"YOU'LL BE PUNISH FOR THAT!"

The figure, a child, looked horrified at what she had done.

"Sorry! I didn't mean too, honest!" But the little girl couldn't stay. She had to finish the test to prove her worthiness to Wahid and his gang of friends. Then she heard a chattering from a pole near an open window. There standing on the pole, was a small and slender copper monkey who wore a red vest, red above with purple bottom fez. It was her father's pet monkey, Abu.

"Abu!" the girl cried, to which Abus squealed, "Aysun!"

Aysun smiles, happy to see her best friend. The monkey waved at her to jump. Without hesitating, she did just that, right before Razoul barely caught her small ankle. As Aysun jumped, Abu got a hold of her and both twirled around the pole and landed inside the compartment through the open window. The pair landed in a large laundry basket, which was okay for Aysun, she didn't want to be caught by the owner of this compartment. Aysun and Abu peeked over to see if anyone was there. Luckily, there was no one in the room. Stading up, Aysun looked around at the nicely decorated room. There was a vertical loom, beautiful decorated carpets covered the mud color floor, copper and gold pots, pans hanging on the wall, and silk veils on a small couch. Aysun reached out to touch one, she sighs dreamily as she places one on her head like a veil. Abu cocks his head, wondering what his friend was doing. Aysun always admired the beautiful clothing the upper class ladies and women of the harem wore. She would dream to own a beautiful outfit and look like a real princess. But, some dreams seem impossible and she was happy for what she has. She had her baba , and her best friend Abu. Abu's acute ears detected footsteps and squealed at Aysun to hide. Both covered themselves with the clothes in the laundy basket. Now out of sight, Aysun and Abu peeked through the weaving of the basket to see three harem girls enter the room.

"I can't believe he just ignored me!" cried one girl wearing a fuchsia outfit. Although she wore a veil on her face, Aysun could see a beauty mark on her left cheek. "I was this close to seduce that hunk Aladdin!"

Aysun gasps but Abu covered her mouth quickly,luckily no one heard her. They are talking about baba, Aysun thought with worried.

"Oh please!" protested the girl wearing a similar outfit as the first but this one was the color of Aysun's favorite shawl, though her shawl's color was prettier than this girl's outfit. " I wouldn't waste my time with that loser!" This made Aysun frown with sadness, her father was not a loser. Abu glared at the girl, how dare she insult his friend!

"She's right," the girl in pink agreed, " He isn't rich and has that little trouble maker brat. You don't want to carry that burden do you? I don't think he is worth it, now if he was single that would be a different story." The three girls giggled and chatted, poor Aysun and Abu were getting tired of hearing their gossip and being trapped in the laundry basket. Just then, a large woman entered the room.

"Okay ladies, " she began to say, "better get ready for today's visitors" The girls began to change into prettier clothing, gold sandals and began putting on their makeup. One of them was spraying a rather strong perfume that to Aysun and Abu, smelled cheap. Abu covered his nose but for Aysun, she was too late. The perfume reached into her nostrils and without warning sneezed loudly. The sneezed made the basket to fall over, making Aysun and Abu roll out of their hiding place. Everyone stood still, all eyes on the pair. Aysun gave a nervous smile and waved at them.

"Hello," she greeted them with a nervous chuckle. The three girls screamed and the plumbed woman angrily got a broom that was on the corner.

"Get out of here you riff raff!" Raising her broom, the woman was about to beat Aysun when Abu jumped on the woman's face. the woman screamed, dropping the broom. This gave Aysun the chance to run out, Abu followed but not before snagging a few fruits on the table into his mouth. He gave the harem girls a smug look before scurrying away.

Aysun manage to find the exit and let Abu to hold onto her shoulder. She decided she had enough and decided to head towards the marketplace where her baba is working right now. He will help me, but oh, how mad he will get, she sadly thought.

"Guards! She went that way! Catch her!" she heard the plumb lady yell, looking back she saw Razoul and his men on their trail. Abu squealed for Aysun to turn to the right, he knew how to loose them. Following Abu's sense of direction, Aysun did loose them and jumped onto a small bridge that connected two buildings. Jumping down she landed on a cart of hay, she stayed there as she heard two guards running by. Just as she thought that the coast was clear, Aysun got off the cart, shaking the hay off her hair and Abu's fur.

"Phew! That was close Abu," Aysun said with relief," now lets get back to baba and-" at that moment a large hand grabbed on to the back of her dress, lifitng her up. Aysun scremed and Abu fell to the ground.

"Gotcha you little street mouse!" Razoul yelled, smiling wickedly. Poor Aysun swing herself to get loose but the man's grip was strong.

"Let go of me! I-'

"Silence! let's see who the little mouse is," he pulled off the lavender shawl off her head, making her curly dark brown hair fall. Raoul blinked as he turned the girl around and recognized her. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the street rat's mouse. Getting into trouble like your father used to, eh? Well, lets see how you'll manage out of this one."

Aysun gulped, now shaking with fear. She realize that she got not just herself in trouble but her baba too. Abu wasted no time to scurry off and warn Aladdin.

The marketplace was full of life, vendors using all possible tricks to convince customers to buy from their stand. There was one that stood out the most, the charismatic young man known as Aladdin. He was standing on a stool as he gave out one of his great speech in front of Omar's fruit stand.

"Yes ladies and gents! Omar's fruits are the very best! They are the fruit of paradise! The fruit from the garden of Eden. One bite and you'll cherish it's sweet nectar that will ease your soul!"

Omar, a very small and pudgy man, was pleased, smiling triumphant as he was selling nearly all the fruits from his stand. Bless that boy and his talent, there was doubt at first when he hired him a few years ago. The boy's reputation wasn't a good one as he used o be a street rat but, with the passing of the boy's young wife and the child he has to raise, Aladdin had changed for the better. There was nothing that could ruin this day.

Abu finally reached to Aladdin's stand and hopped onto his shoulder. Aladdin stopped at mid of his speech and looked at Abu with surprise.

"Abu? What are you doing here? Where's Aysun? I thought I told you to-" but he was cut off when Abu began to chatter with panic. "Whoa! Hold on, take it easy. What happened?" Aladdin stepped off the stool, but Abu was trying desperately to tell about Razoul capturing Aysun. Just then, they heard a commotion as people made way for the royal guard. The arrogant guard, with a crying Aysun ,who held onto her mother's shawl, in hand, came strolling in with his men behind him.

"Aysun!" Aladdin ran immediately towards his small daughter but was stopped by Razoul.

"It appears that your little, mouse, committed a crime." The crowd gasps, Omar suddenly turned red at this scandal, Aladdin glared at Razoul. He wasn't about to let this man humiliate his only daughter.

"What crime would that be?" Aladdin asks, folding his arms. Razoul smirks, reaching under his black vest, he pulled out a tiger doll dressed in a princess blue green dress. Aladdin blinked at this, a toy? Aysun stole a doll? Why would his small daughter steal? She was only 5 and had no reason to steal since he was able to provide for his child. If she wanted something, he was willing to pay anything for her happiness. There has to be an explanation to this confusion.

"You know the penalty Aladdin. All thieves must have their hands sliced, so that everyone else gets the message." Aysun gasps with fright, crying more so. At this, Aladdin pulled his daughter away, holding her to his chest.

"Don't you dare lay a finger on her! If you want to punish her, then punish me instead, but never try to harm her."

"The law is the law str-"

" I know about the law Razoul! But I wouldn't let you harm my daughter! She is just 5 years old. There must be an explanation." Aladdin lifts Aysun's chin, he could see the gleam on her tan cheeks, she was calming down but was still crying softly.

"Please baba," Aysun begged at her father, "Don't let him cut my hands."

"Don't worry my dessert flower, I won't," Aladdin said with a reassuring smile, "tell me what happened? Why did you take that doll?"

"Steal is the correct word," snapped Razoul, folding his arms. Aladdin gave him a glare and looked back at his little girl. The little girl whimpered as she tried to control her voice.

"I-I...just wanted to be friends with Wahid and his friends. H-he say that I had to bring him the pretty tiger princess doll so I can be his friend." At this Aysun couldn't hold it anymore, she began to cry more. "I was going to give it back!" Aladdin hugged her, stroking her lovely hair to calm her. At this point, everyone in the marketplace looked with sympathy, well it wasn't entirely the little girl's fault Some even protested to Razoul to forgive the small child, after all she was going to give the doll back. This made the captain of the guard annoyed but with all eyes staring at him, he sighed in defeat, if not miffed.

"Very well...I suppose the doll will be returned to Dubban the toy maker. but be warned," Razoul said pointing a finger at Aladdin, 'The next time either her or you even make a slip...I'll be there."

A guard came up to Razoul and said, "Captain Razoul, the Royal Vizier Jafar has returned from his trip. He needs an escort back to the palace." Razoul wasted no time in ordering his men to follow him, not before giving a warning glance at Aladdin. The young man frown but he knew that this conflict had to do to his earlier days encounter with Razoul. Aysun wiped her tears away, now calming down when the scary guard went away.

Aladdin asked Omar to let him early that day to take Aysun home, to which the small man agreed, relief that the scandal didn't affect his affairs. As they walked, Aladdin was speaking sternly to Aysun.

"Aysun, I want you to understand that a true friend wouldn't ask you to do something that can hurt others and yourself."

"But baba, Wahid said if I wanted to, pro-proff? Proff myself I had to bring him that pretty doll." Aladdin shook his head, he couldn't believe that boy to take advantage over the innocence of his daughter. That boy was heading to the bad path, he had asked him how to steal without getting caught. Aladdin refused and knew that this was a way to payback for his rejection to help the boy.

"Well, if Wahid told you to jump into the Jordan river, would you do it?" Aysun thought real hard and long at this question, then she shook her head.

"No, I don't know how to swim. "

"Well there you have flower. It's the same thing with stealing. I know you're the sweetes and kind girl who wouldn't steal. But I don't want you to start just because someone tells you to just to be their friend."

"Okay baba." She holds onto his hands and continued to walk. Aladdin turn to Abu on his shoulder.
"Abu, I thought I told you to watch over her," he scolded at the monkey, making him chatter as to defend himself.

"It's not his fault baba," pleaded Aysun, "I didn't listen to him."

"Well no bananas for him," Aladdin teased the pair.

"Baba!"

"Just kidding flower, just kidding." Abu was not amused and grumbled with his tiny arms folded. As they passed by an alley, Aysun spotted two children, a girl and her younger brother, who were looking for food in a barrel that had trash. Aysun frown and looks up at Aladdin. He nods and gives her a few fruits that Omar would give him when some are not sold. Happily the girl runs up to them and offers them. The children backed away at first but seeing the kindness in Aysun's eyes and Aladdin nodding at them, they took the fruit. The children ate and soon they talked with Aysun. Aladdin and Abu look on with smiles as Aysun began to make friends and decided let them have their time. Children were meant to play and have fun, not fear for their lives or work as many suggested Aladdin to do with Aysun. No, she deserves to have a happy childhood.

Suddenly there was a commotion that heard on the other side of the alley. Men and women stood on the side, watching something. Aladdin gave a quick glance at Aysun, who was busy playing tag with the two children. Perhaps he can give a quick peek. As he and Abu reached, he noticed that they were close to the Palace's doors where the Sultan and his never before seen daughter lived. Coming on it's way was a slender man riding a white horse with an arrogance look. He had black a mustache and beard wearing a pink tunic and cloak, purple turban with black feather. On his feet, he wore golden pointy shoes. This could only mean one thing.

"On his way to the palace I suppose," thought out loud a man with a red beard and hair.

"Another suitor for the princess," replied an elderly man, as if tired this has been going on for ages.

Aladdin couldn't help but admire the prince, his clothes, the way he held himself with a noble air. If only he was rich like him, perhaps he would be able to provide more for Aysun. While admiring the prince, Aladdin wasn't aware of Aysun running towards him, as she tagged the girl and was trying to get away.

"You can't catch me!" she said, running past Aladdin and into the wide street. The little boy was about to run after but his sister held him back when she saw the coming prince. Aladdin snapped out and cried out for his daughter.

"Aysun look out!" Aysun turned and screamed scaring the horse just in time before he stepped on her. The prince was startled and nearly was thrown off his horse. When he saw Aysun standing in his way, the man's face formed into a scowl. reaching behind him, he pulled out a black whip.

"OUT OF MY WAY YOU FILTHY BRAT!" The prince tried to whip the shaking girl but was blocked by Aladdin, managing to catch the whip on his arm.

"HEY! If I were rich as you, I could've afford some manners!" Aladdin spat, throwing back the whip at the man. The prince was repulsed and growled.

"I'll teach you some manner," he sneered as he and his horse suddenly pushed Aladdin hard. Aladdin and Abu fell into a puddle of mud. Everyone who was watching began to laugh at the pair.

"Baba!" cried Aysun, running to her father, hugging him. Aladdin picked her up, so he wouldn't get mud on her clothes. Abu expressed his disgust as he shake off the mud from his fur. Aladdin looked on at the prince, all that respect for him gone. How dare he tried to harm a in defensive child. His child.

"Look at that Abu," he began to tell his pet monkey, "It's not everyday you see a horse with two rear ends." Everyone gasps at the sudden insult. The prince and the horse turned and looked at Aladdin with venom. The prince sat up with dignity and scoffed, ""You are a worthless street rat! You were born a street rat, you'll die a street rat. And only that worthless mouse and your fleas will mourn for you!" Aladdin's blood boils, how this man really pushed his button. He placed Aysun down and runs towards the prince to clobber him, only to have the palace doors to shut close before he can even step inside the palace.

"My daughter is not worthless...I'm not worthless. And I don't have fleas!" He felt a small hand warp around his own, looking down he saw Aysun with a sad look. Abu, who was on her shoulder whimpered at what happened. He gave a sigh, "Come on, let's go home."

That night was very quite, even during dinner time, with was a stew Aladdin made with effort despite being a bad cook. Aysun would always tell him he was the best cook, but she just said that to be nice in Aladdin's opinion. She gives a goodnight kiss to Abu and to her father before being tucked snugly in bed. Aladdin goes towards the large curtain and pulls it aside,living on top of one of the tall buildings, Aladdin and his family are blessed with a view of the palace and all of Agrabah. The light in the palace shined making the palace glow with life. Aladdin sits down, watching dreamily at the sight. Looking down at a sleepy Aysun and Abu, he remembers a promise he made to Alya, now he is more determine to fulfill that promise for his daughter.

"Someday, things are going to change. We'll be rich, live in a palace, and never have any problems at all."

Phew! This chapter wasn't easy but it is done. Hope you like it. I edited the first chapter with some minor changes so you might want to read it again. To translate Baba is Arabic for daddy. If I'm wrong, tell me so so I could change it. Don't forget to review, they encourage me to write ;)