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'blah' means thoughts

"blah" means speaking

Note: Mozenrath is OOC, but who wouldn't be considering what happened to the poor guy!

"No, not since yesterday," Jasmine offered. "We were just heading outside."

Genie ruffled Mozenrath's hair. "Have some fun, kiddo."

Mozenrath smoothed his hair and scowled. He stalked toward the door leading outside. He pushed it open. To everyone's surprise, a bucket of water fell onto the young sorcerer. Jasmine gasped and rushed over to him.

"Mozenrath, are you-" She cut herself off when his Gauntlet glowed blue. The sorcerer's clothes instantly dried, and his glove ceased to glow. "I didn't know you knew non-destructive spells."

"I know all types, Jasmine."

It was then that Jasmine saw Iago and Abu near the fountain, laughing. The princess approached them. "That wasn't funny, you two."

She walked off to sit next to Mozenrath who was sitting under a tree. Iago turned to Abu. "Ya know, Monkey, the princess was right. It's been used so much that it wasn't that funny, but I know something that would be funny." Iago started whispering in Abu's ear.

Jasmine reached where Mozenrath was sitting. She smiled. "I used this very tree to climb over the palace wall. It was my first time outside the palace and when I first met Aladdin." She sat down next to the five-year-old.

There was a moment of silence before Mozenrath said, "When I trained under the sorcerer Destane, I learned non-combatant spells first, but those were easy to master and I soon grew bored. So, Destane thought it would be safe to teach me simple combatant spells. However, at night I taught myself the spells necessary to overthrow him."

"What was Destane like to other people?"

"The only one I heard talk about Destane was the parrot. He said my former master was a real hard-case. Even someone named Jafar steered clear of him."

"Oh."

Just then, Aladdin walked into the garden and over to the two of them. "Lunch is ready." He extended one hand to Jasmine to help her up.

She accepted the offered hand and was pulled to her feet. Aladdin produced a single pink carnation from behind his back. "Oh, Aladdin! You're so sweet!" She gave her fiancée a quick kiss on his cheek and placed the flower over her hear. She, then, extended her hand to Mozenrath who grasped it and was pulled to his feet.

As the three of them walked toward the palace, an idea hit the young sorcerer. "Jasmine, you should spend some time with Aladdin away from me. I'll be okay." Mozenrath gave her an innocent smile.

Jasmine thought it over for a minute. "That sounds like a good idea."

When Jasmine turned to talk to Aladdin about it, she missed the mischievous glint in Mozenrath's eyes. 'This would be the perfect time to get my revenge on Razoul. I can't let him get too comfortable.'

"Then it's settled. Aladdin and I will go out after lunch." Jasmine wrapped an arm around Mozenrath's shoulders. "I'm glad you thought of it, Mozenrath."

"Mozenrath thought of it?" Aladdin turned to the little boy walking on the other side of Jasmine. "Why are you being nice?"

"I figured Jasmine could use some time alone with you."

"No ulterior motive?"

"No," Mozenrath lied. 'Well, Jasmine does deserve time alone.'

Genie came by at that point and said, "You guys looks like a family."

Jasmine blushed, Aladdin ducked his head, and Mozenrath slowed down so he was walking behind the engaged couple.

The walk into the palace was quiet as was lunch. Dessert however was another matter. It was a banana cream pie. Jasmine was sitting between Aladdin and Mozenrath and was the one who placed a slice in front of the sorcerer. 'I've never had pie before or any kind of dessert for that matter.' Dessert went by without incident except for the last few minutes. Right when Mozenrath finished eating his slice of pie, he found the remaining pie had been flung into his face. He let out a quick gasp. Jasmine proceeded to wipe the banana cream off his face and out of his hair.

Aladdin knew who has thrown the pie. "Abu! That wasn't funny! You're not supposed to throw stuff at people!"

Abu slunk off to the corner opposite the table, where Iago was. "Don't worry, Monkey. The kid's got no sense of humor. The next prank is sure to be a laugh."

"Uh-uh."

"You don't want to help just because Al scolded you?"

Abu chattered at the parrot.

"Fine! I don't need some monkey messing up my pranks!"

Jasmine finished wiping the banana cream away. "Maybe we should postpone our date, Aladdin. At least until things get settled."

"No. You two should go on your date. I'll be fine. Really," Mozenrath insisted.

"He's right, Jasmine. It's only for a few hours," Aladdin said. He whistled, and carpet showed up. Aladdin jumped onto the carpet and pulled Jasmine up. "We'll let Razoul know we're going out."

Mozenrath waved to them as they left. Once they were out of sight, the young sorcerer stood up and started exploring the palace. After half an hour, he had the distinct feeling that he was being followed. He looked over his shoulder quickly and saw Razoul staying a reasonable distance away from him. Mozenrath smirked and slipped down a nearby hall. When Razoul rounded the corner, he got blasted by the sorcerer. When Razoul hit the wall, Mozenrath said, "I don't like being secretly followed."

He left the prone guard and continued exploring. It didn't take him long to find Genie, Abu, and Iago. They seemed to be playing some kind of game. He sat down to watch them. Genie was looking at some cards he was holding. He looked right at Iago and said, "Got any sevens?"

The bird threw a card at the blue genie, who proceeded to ask, "Got any eights?"

"Go fish," was the parrot's reply.

The young sorcerer was so wrapped up in watching the game that he didn't notice that Aladdin and Jasmine came home early. It wasn't until Jasmine placed her hand on his shoulder that Mozenrath realized they were there.

"That wasn't very long."

"Jasmine was just so worried about you that she wasn't enjoying herself." Aladdin took a breath. "As was I."

"You were worried about me?"

"Yes, I was."

"Aladdin and I will just go on a longer date later," Jasmine added with a smile.

"Anyway, it's dinner time," Aladdin put in.

Mozenrath looked out the window. 'How long have I been sitting here? Apparently awhile.'

AFTER DINNER

Mozenrath was in his room, thinking about what had happened. 'Aladdin likes me as much as Jasmine does. That's something I didn't think could happen. No one ever cared enough to worry about me, not my mother, not Destane.' He straightened his dark blue long sleeved kimono-like clothes and laid down in bed, slipping into an uneasy sleep.

Late in the night, a very disturbing memory plagued Mozenrath's unconscious. "No, no!" The young sorcerer tossed and turned. "No!"

Carpet, who had retained its vigil, got up and flew to Jasmine's room. The magic carpet found it easier to wake the princess this time. "Carpet? What's wrong?"

Carpet imitated someone tossing and turning. Jasmine got up and followed Carpet into the next room. Cried of "No!" brought Jasmine running. She burst into the room to find Mozenrath caught in the clutches of a rather horrible nightmare. "No! Leave me alone!' he almost pleaded.

Jasmine gently shook the sorcerer's shoulder, effectively waking him up.

"Jasmine?" Mozenrath sat up.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine."

Jasmine sat down on the bed. "It helps to talk about it."

"I said I'm fine."

"All right, Mozenrath, but if you want to talk, I'll be in the next room."Mozenrath nodded, and Jasmine left. Mozenrath continued to sit on his bed, the memory playing in his mind over and over. (AN: The next scene involves rape. If you are offended by rape, then skip to the next chapter.)

FLASHBACK BEGINS

CRACK!

"Augh!" Seven-year-old Mozenrath screamed when the whip bit into his back.

Destane grinned evilly. "This'll teach you to keep up with your training!" Destane cracked the whip once again, adding another abrasion to the numerous ones already littering the boy's back. "Now for your true punishment!' Destane used his magic to remove his clothes as well as his young apprentice's. He looked at the boy who was lying on his side curled up with tears slipping down his cheeks.

Destane snorted. "Pathetic. Stand up, boy!" Mozenrath shakily and slowly got to his feet, blood dripping down his back. "Come here, boy!"

Mozenrath shook his head. "No! Leave me alone!"

"I said come here!" Destane exclaimed, using his magic to force Mozenrath to walk over to him. He drew the boy into a possessive hug. The older sorcerer became harder as he held the boy. A malicious grin crossed his face, and he spun the young sorcerer around so they weren't facing each other.

"No!" Mozenrath exclaimed.

"Yes." Destane forced himself into his young apprentice. The boy's screams fed into Destane's sadistic pleasure. He started thrusting slow at first, but then increasing in speed. The consistent pounding Mozenrath was receiving caused the partially healed abrasions on his back to break open. Blood started flowing down his back causing him to whimper. Hearing the young sorcerer's whimper, Destane started thrusting even faster and harder. Mozenrath's blood flowed down his back and dripped onto Destane's manhood, which pushed the older sorcerer over the edge.

Once he had his release, Destane pushed the boy away causing him to fall. The older sorcerer sneered, "You are nothing to me. I don't know why I bother to continue your training in the Arts. Now get up and study your books."

FLASHBACK ENDS