To the person who mentioned Jasmine having a personality disorder, sorry. This is basically a descent into evil though I will be putting Mozenrath and Jasmine in a different kind of light later in the story.

Chapter Six- Lessons in Evil

Mozenrath awoke the next morning in his bed, naked and alone. He had felt it best if he and Jasmine slept in separate rooms even though they were attracted to one another. He quickly got dressed and used his magic to conjure a set of clothes for Jasmine before teleporting them into her room. He left his room and went into the dining area to put together some breakfast; it would be best to have a full stomach before giving evil lessons and making plans for their future together. Mozenrath waved his gauntlet to set up a protective screen around his kingdom as thoughts of their future went through his mind. He had no doubt that Aladdin would think to invade his land to search for his princess, though she was his princess now. He would lower the screen shortly before sunset and would raise it after sunrise and it'll stay up until the next full moon.

An hour later, the two of them were in his throne room where he had created a second throne next to his before sitting down in his with Jasmine following suite. "Now then," Mozenrath said. "Being evil is actually easy, but getting to that point is not. You have to commit evil acts which is difficult, not that I can speak from experience."

Jasmine nodded. She knew what he was saying. I was taught that crimes like stealing, lying, conquest, and murder are evil and not acceptable. In order to be evil, I would have to actually commit one or more of these acts and not feel guilty about doing so. Hmm. That will be difficult to do, but I want to be evil, so I'll do whatever Mozenrath suggests and also let my new cat instincts guide me.

"What do you suggest I do?"

"You need to start small and I believe hunting for food tonight will be a good start."

"Hunt?" Jasmine repeated dubiously. She had never needed to hunt due to her being a princess. How would she do it?

"Not to worry, princess. When we transform tonight, our instincts will guide us in how to hunt. I never hunted before, but I succeeded in my first kill on my first night as a leopard."

"Your first night? That's impressive."

"Yes, it is and I have no doubt that you will succeed too, especially since you have me as a teacher."

Jasmine deeply inhaled the desert air, but could detect no scent of prey. The only scent she could detect was her mate who was searching in the opposite direction. She was determined to find some food on her own, but accepted that Mozenrath may find it first and if he did, he had promised that she could have the pleasure of running it down and killing it. She was still doubtful that she would be capable of killing something. She just couldn't picture herself committing such an act.

The sound of running paws reached her ears and she turned to see Mozenrath coming up to her. "I smell meat nearby. Come on." He led her in the direction he had been searching and she lifted her head to sniff the air. The scent of meat hit her and somehow she knew it was a desert gazelle.

Her stomach rumbled slightly and she slunk low to the ground as she followed the scent. Her instincts were indeed guiding her and the excitement of the hunt flooded through her body. Her claws extended and kneaded the sand under her paws as she continued to follow the scent. She paused when she heard the sound of hooves on sand: The gazelle was nearby. She crouched down, her hindquarters wiggling in anticipation of a leap. The gazelle came into view, but was oblivious to the presence of a cat. It was oblivious no more when the cat landed on its back. It reared up and attempted to dislodge its attacker, but the cat was having none of it and latched her jaws onto the neck and bit down as hard as she could. The gazelle stiffened before collapsing to the ground, dead. Jasmine landed on the sand clumsily, startled by how quickly the gazelle collapsed.

Mozenrath strolled up to her. "Well done, Jasmine. You successfully made your first kill. How did that feel?"

Jasmine blinked and focused on the dead animal. "It was…amazing," she said in awe. "I somehow knew what to do and I didn't hesitate for an instant. The hunt was exciting and I loved every minute of it and I still do."

"Your instincts guided you. That's how you knew what to do. I felt the same way on my second hunt."

"You said you killed successfully on your first night."

"And so I did. What I didn't tell you was my first kill was Xerxes."

"You killed your pet?"

"I did. I was hungry and since I was a powerful cat, I had no need for a sidekick. I soon found that I desired a mate."

"And I'm glad that you chose me for your mate." Jasmine rubbed her cheek on his cheek.

"I'm glad I did too." Mozenrath returned the gesture. "Now, what do you say we eat?'

"I say let's do it. I'm hungry." Jasmine laid down beside the gazelle and started ripping the skin away and her mate soon joined her.

He kept glancing sideways at his mate as he ate. She's glad I chose her as my mate and she found hunting and killing exciting. She is well on her way to becoming evil. I need to come up with a few more acts for her to commit with each one more evil than the one before it. Killing for food is one thing but murder, the ultimate evil, is an entirely different matter, so that one will be saved for last. Perhaps I should ask Jasmine for ideas.

Licking his mouth, he said, "Jasmine, what crimes were you taught were unacceptable?"

Jasmine blinked a moment at the sudden question, but replying, "Oh, well lying, stealing, conquest, and murder to name a few. Are you thinking about testing me on those?"

"Perhaps and maybe some others."

"Well, I did lie and steal once."

"Did you?"

"Yeah, but I didn't feel good about it."

"Hmm. That sounds like a good place to start."

"How should I do it? I mean, this is the last full moon for a month. I have to learn these lessons in human form."

"Well, you could steal from me and then lie about it when I least expect it or you could try stealing from your kingdom and not get caught."

"What about both? Start with stealing from you and then move on to Agrabah?"

Mozenrath's eyes lit up. "I like that idea. That's what we'll do."

Jasmine smiled to herself as she eased herself in Mozenrath's chambers shortly before sunrise. She was sure Mozenrath wouldn't be expecting her to start stealing so soon. She quietly padded over to a chair where the sorcerer's clothes and gauntlet lie and grabbed the glove in her mouth before silently leaving the room and closing the door as quietly as she could before returning to her room. Once there, she stowed it in a secure hiding spot and paused as she felt herself changing back to human form. She pulled on her clothes, smoothed down her hair, and left the room to find other items to steal and hide.

Mozenrath awoke and sat up stretching and yawning. The activities of yesterday and last night had been pleasant and left him pretty tired. He had no idea that teaching would be hard. I guess when you're trying to teach a good person to be evil, the effort can be draining. He grinned as he pulled on his clothes. He could afford to be tired in teaching Jasmine for the end result would be worth it: He will have an evil were-leopard as a mate and they would, in turn, have a litter of evil were-leopards to raise. He reached for where he left his gauntlet, intending to raise the protective screen, and grasped at empty air. He turned to see that it was gone and it had not simply fallen off the chair.

Where's my gauntlet!? Where did it go!? He thought in a panic. He distinctly remembered placing it on the chair. He opened the door and started toward the front door with the intention of seeing if an intruder's footprints were still in the sand. He opened the front doors and was disappointed to see only his foot and paw prints and those of his mate. He lifted his gaze and gasped in surprise. His magical intruder crystals were gone as well!

He dashed into the Citadel and into his lab to see that his magical books were missing too. By the time, he entered the dining room to where Jasmine was calmly eating, he was scowling darkly. Jasmine looked up to smile at him, but the smile faded at the expression on his face. "Mozenrath? What's wrong? And where's your gauntlet?" The tone of her voice was a mix of puzzlement and alarm.

"Apparently, we've been robbed and it would seem it occurred while we slept."

"Robbed!? Who would dare? What else was taken?"

"My magical crystals and my magical books were also taken."

"Perhaps, Aladdin took them. He knows without your magic, you're vulnerable."

Mozenrath growled. "That street rat will pay for his theft."

Jasmine ducked her head to hide the triumphant grin on her face. She successfully stole from her mate and got him to believe that Aladdin was responsible! She wiped the grin off her face as she looked up. "Mozenrath, before you go after Aladdin, I have something to tell you."

"What's that?"

Jasmine grinned. "I stole all that stuff. They're in my room."

"You. You stole my gauntlet, crystals, and books?"

"Guilty and it felt good doing so. I didn't think I could move so quietly, but clearly I did."

Mozenrath smiled and laughed briefly. "Your lying was great. It had me going there; I actually believed Aladdin did steal all those items. Your acting really helped my buying into it. I didn't expect you to steal and lie so soon."

Jasmine beamed at his praise. She successfully lie and stole and felt great about committing those acts. I think I'm ready to try stealing from my own kingdom. I only wish I could do it as a leopard. I rather enjoy being a cat and wouldn't mind spending more time as one instead of being human.