Hi everybody! You've probably been wating patiently for updates. I tried to make this chapter more "with the times". Anyway, I messed up when I first posted this, I accidently put chapter 3 in chapter 6's place or something like that. Anyway, I think I have it right now :) so please, enjoy!

Chapter 6

Dawn was breaking over Agrabah. The night before had been long…. Too long. "Hey Genie," Aladdin said tiredly. They had been searching for Jasmine nonstop for two days. They weren't having much luck though. And none of them had slept.

"What's up Al?" Genie asked, sticking his head out of the lamp's spout.

"I was just wondering about Jasmine." Al told his friend.

"Yeah." Genie answered sadly.

"No. I mean yeah, but those bruises she had…" Al sighed. "I've seen bruises like that before…

FLASHBACK:

"Aladdin." A weak voice called to him. His friend, Cala, stood in the shadows, not 6 feet away from him.

Al looked up. "What happened?" he asked worriedly, running over to her.

"Zahir." She said softly, and then fell down.

Al had spent the next week caring for her and doctoring her wounds. She told him how her ex boyfriend had attacked and raped her.

One night while Al was out, Zahir had discovered where she'd been hiding. In her weakened state, she'd been unable to fight him any longer. Al returned and had found her dead.

End Flashback

There were tears in Al's eyes when a shake from Genie brought him back to the present. "You ok? You fell asleep for a minute." Genie told him.

"I don't think it was sleep Genie." He said. "I think I know what happened to Jasmine though! Where haven't we checked yet?"

He was more afraid than ever at what could be happening to her. The thought that Jafar had… He would kill him, he decided. He would kill him. And this time there would never be another chance for Jafar to return.

Jasmine was getting weaker. Her stomach growled nonstop and her wounds had no time to heal. She could only hope that her tormentor was true to his word and would release her soon.

At the thought of her tormentor, the door opened. It was as if he could hear her thoughts. "Wake up, 'princess'." He growled. He walked over to her. "Now," he said, softer this time, "Who is Master?"

"You are." Jasmine uttered in a monotone voice. Her throat was so dry, she was barely audible.

"That's a good girl." He patted her head.

Jasmine looked up at him. She stared into his eyes for a moment. In one fleeting second she had a thought. What if her tormentor wasn't who she thought he was? She quickly willed the thought away. 'I'm delirious. Lack of food and water… But… he never hurt me before…. Why would he start now?'

Jasmine's thoughts were interrupted when she found herself floating to the torture spot. She had another thought then… 'How is he doing this? It must be magic, but…' The whip met with her shoulder then. She tried to scream, but little noise escaped her throat. Several more whip cracks sounded before he stopped.

"Quiet!" Jafar demanded. "I am your Master! You are my slave! You will obey me!" He waved his hand and Jasmine landed on the bed.

'Aladdin doesn't know magic.' Jasmine continued her thought, though it took great effort. 'Genie wouldn't help him hurt me…'

Jafar joined her then, an evil smile on his face. Jasmine ignored him as best she could while she allowed her thoughts to roam. 'Evil. Magic. Magic.' She struggled to keep focused. Who knew magic like this? It seemed so familiar to her, the way he acted, the way he ridiculed her…

It flooded her mind in a rush. The way he touched her shoulders, the tone of his voice when he called her 'princess.' Jasmine started to shake uncontrollably. The man staring down at her, the same man she'd been trapped in this room by and forced to obey, the man who had caused her all this pain wasn't Aladdin! It was Jafar!

She tried to hold back the fresh tears that burned her eyes. He must have disguised himself this way so she'd think Aladdin had done these horrible things! Although she had nothing in her stomach, she began to heave. Jafar only ignored her.

'How awful can one person be?' she wondered silently. When… If she got free, she had to find Aladdin! He was the only person she knew of that could stop Jafar. She looked up then, silently praying to Allah that she would survive her final day in hell.

I know it was kind of a short chapter compared to the other ones. Sorry. Anyhow, the names Cala and Zahir are Arab names. I found them on . and .. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try to write more soon :).