Jasmine gave a purr, and Xavier nodded, "Put her there on the lounge chaise. I need to be eye-level with her without you holding her.", and Peter nodded, gently putting her on the lounge chaise, kissing her on the head, "You got this, Jasmine. Do you trust us to trust Xavier?".
Jasmine nodded, licking him on the chin, and Peter left as Xavier rolled up to Jasmine, "Okay, settle down on your paws, Jasmine, couldn't want you to fall over from sitting up or standing.", and Jasmine settled into her paws, resting down on her belly, and faced Xavier straight on.
"Good. Now, your mindscape will be different from your dreamworld, and I'll be only a visitor, to follow the trace of Jafar's lock on your heart, not intruding into your memories or anything like that, understand?", Xavier asked.
Jasmine bobbed her head in agreement. Sure, he was a stranger to her, but Jean and Gwen trusted him, and he seemed like he was a man of his word. Besides, what other options did she have?
"Alright then... this is going to be a bit intense, so the rest of you might wish to sit down and wait...", Charlies Xavier ordered. Peter and the others sat down, tense yet hopeful.
Charles gently placed his hand on Jasmine's head. It wasn't actually necessary, but it certainly helped make a stronger connection just in case something out of the ordinary would happen, like some freak act of nature like a lightning strike on the building or an earthquake. Highly unlikely to the point of being extremely rare, but why take the chance?
"So do we just-", Peter tried to speak as Jean shushed him.
Charles took a slow deep breath, closing his eyes, and dived into the mind of Jasmine, seeing colors, shapes, sounds rush by him as he landed on his legs without need of his wheelchair, and looked around to see that Jasmine's mindscape was like a mix of hell and heaven in a way, seeing red-blood mountains, gold-studded buildings, blue sky with stormy dark clouds, lush greenery with the ground dark like coal, tigers guarding portions of the buildings, and snakes attacking other portions of the buildings, magic carpets fighting monster parrots...
He walked deeper, hearing sounds of cackling laughter and painful screams echoing around the mindscape, looking for something peculiar, realizing that the tigers must be the guardians of Jasmine's memories, which are in the buildings, while the snakes who are attacking, but like small or medium sized snakes, are only picking at the memories, causing the bad parts of the memories to be nightmares occasionally, or just simply tearing away with pain to Jasmine when she remembers.
The red-blood mountains look like they're wearing away, getting smaller and smaller, feeling the force of good emotions from Jasmine and the others, while the stormy clouds feel like the force of bad emotions which is rather shaped like feathers for some reason. The lush greenery smells like exotic sexual desire and wanting to be loved while the dark earth smells like lust and abuse which is really weird yet making sense in a way.
And then there's the magic carpets fighting monster parrots, of all things, yet he can hear the voices of people within the magic carpets, like old friends from her past, and the monster parrots was having the voices of enemies from her past.
He kept walking deeper and deeper before finding the vein line that laid from the heart to the mindscape, and he knelt down, touching the vein line, focusing before suddenly, a molten red-golden dark magic line appeared, and he looked back along the magic line, seeing it go to the biggest mountain where the biggest gold-studded building is, and he nodded, walking to follow it.
He realized the closer he got to the source of the dark magic, the more the sound of cackling and painful screams is louder, and he can see large snakes patrolling, and he looked around before climbing a tree. He got closer and closer to a open window, and looked through, his eyes widening as he saw the human version of Jasmine, but dressed like in her red harlot clothes, and saw a huge snake that somehow looks like human-like as well, seeing a man with a twisty black beard, dressed in blood red pieces of cloth, realizing that this must be Jafar in Jasmine's nightmarish version of sorts.
He saw Jasmine repeatedly get abused and at the end of the abuse, ripped to the womb, seeing the ovaries membrane destroyed in different ways, and then there was like a moment of freezing before it goes all over again, like a time loop.
He knew he's powerful in his mental abilities, but he can feel that even Jafar's more powerful than him in a way, and he realized that he can't do this alone. He knew that he had to go get the others, realizing that their love for Jasmine would do the trick, hopefully.
After a few moments, Xavier decided to bail out and return back to the waking world to explain what he had found. "What happened? What did you find?", Jean was the first to ask when she saw Xavier open his eyes.
Xavier exhaled, "It's complicated yet simple at the same time...No wonder why Jasmine has never visited her mind...You three have a job to do. Save Jasmine and fight Jafar. I can't explain everything as we can't waste time, but know this, you cannot go into the smaller buildings to infer in her memories, and if you help the guardians, it will be easier to gain help from them when you go in the biggest building, with the biggest mountain behind it...Be sure to have a plan or at least enough ideas to use your love for Jasmine. I'll be here keeping an eye on her, and I'll make sure that you won't get lost from the mindscape.".
"Wait, you mean right now?", Peter raised an eyebrow as Xavier nodded. "Yes, now. Do you have somewhere you have to be?", he asked as Peter blushed with how much he was being put on the spot there.
"Uh, no... sorry, just... this whole mindscape thing has kinda got me off guard in a way...", Peter sighed with a frown.
Xavier smiled reassuringly, "I understand, but you three have done so much already that she is coming back to her old self, yet this, her mindscape is keeping her prisoner in a way. I can't say that it can be easy, but you three can do it, for you all love Jasmine, correct?".
Jean nodded, "Yes! I love Jasmine.", as Gwen nodded, "I ain't the same without Jazz. I love her.", and Peter narrowed his eyes, "I love Jasmine. How do we get in there?".
Xavier chuckled warmly, "Very good. Jean will follow my tracks, and you two follow Jean, and you will land in the mindscape. Keep your wits about you and remember my instructions. Understand?".
"Yes, sir.", Jean nodded as she looked to the others. "Be careful, you two... mindscape stuff can be... overwhelming for the uninitiated.", she warned as Peter and Gwen nodded. "So, certainly not just like entering a dream like before, right?", Gwen asked.
Jean smiled, "No, and stay close to me when we dive in, clear?", and both lovers recognized the sharp tone, "Yes, ma'am.", and Jean placed her hands on Gwen and Peter's chests, closing her eyes, and took a slow deep breath, and before they knew it, the trio is seeing the flashes of colors, shapes, and sounds as Jean held Peter and Gwen's hands tight as they dived into Jasmine's mindscape, and landed on their feet.
Peter took a few deep breaths to regain his balance as Gwen and Jean did the same, and his eyes widened as he saw the contents of the mindscape, "By Jesus Christ...", whispering in shock.
"What a mess...", Gwen said as Jean nodded. "Clearly a result of all the torture and torment... I assume this place would've been much better prior to Jafar making her life hell.", Jean explained.
Peter exhaled, "And she only comes to her dreamworld for us, but here...I can't believe...this is...", and Jean sighed, "Yeah...Come on, I think the guardians are the tigers and the magic carpets. The deeper we go; the noises will be louder...You heard the professor. Help the guardians, and then they pay it forward for us to find Jasmine in this place. It's really hard to find the biggest building nor the biggest mountain with all of this as it feels like a city...".
Gwen frowned, "And it's not exactly like New York City either...Do you smell all of those things from the greenery and ground?".
"Yeah...", Peter glanced around. "Think that has some sort of correlation to things?", with a nod. "Well, considering how it smells like erotic desire, I would think so...", Jean said as Peter and Gwen blushed now that they recognized the smell.
Gwen then frowned, "And there's also that scent of wanting to be loved which makes sense as she needs it, and then there's the ground..., it smells like lust and abuse...which is definitely Jafar...It's awful...".
Peter growled angrily, "He's a pervert!", and Jean rubbed his shoulder, "I know, Peter. We have to focus on helping the guardians, and get paid forward by them somehow, to find Jasmine. I have a feeling that it would be worse the deeper we get, with the smells, the sights, the emotions reeling off everywhere in this place...".
Peter was obviously having reservations now that he thought about that. It obviously would push him to some limits with seeing the pain and suffering of Jasmine from a different angle; just all the senses assaulted at once with Jafar's torture... he took a deep breath. He had to stay strong, for Jasmine, the same as the girls as well.
And so, with hands held, they walked deeper and deeper into the mindscape, with Peter shooting webs at the snakes attacking the buildings, trapping them, giving the tigers more power to guard the buildings that contained Jasmine's memories which Jean said upon what the professor meant by that, and Gwen flying/zooming at superspeed at the monster parrots, clobbering them on the beaks, saving the magic carpets.
Jean translated the tigers' growls and chuffs as they directed the trio closer and closer to Jasmine as they got deeper into the mindscape, and it was increasingly difficult to keep their heads straight, hearing Jasmine's painful screams echoing, and getting louder and louder among Jafar's cackling as well.
"He's close...", Peter growled as Gwen squeezed his hand, "Easy, Peter... believe me, we're all in the same situation as you... but we can't do anything reckless... no idea how this will affect her... or us...".
Jean nodded, kissing Peter on the cheek, "She's right. We have to be smart, but yes, I want to throttle that bastard's neck too. We will save her, Peter. I know this isn't going back in time or in the real world, but it has to mean something for her...in the short run or in the long run, I don't know truly, but it will be spectacular, no pun intended.".
Peter took another breath and nodded, "Then let's go... the longer we wait, the more he'll still torment her... I think she's mostly past that now after all these years...".
Gwen nodded, "Most of it, I'm sure, but I have a very bad feeling about her biggest torment besides Jafar.", as they kept walking.
Jean exhaled, "Are you saying what I'm thinking?", and Gwen glanced at her, "Well, what else would it be? She practically grieves about it after lovemaking and all.".
"This isn't going to be good...", Peter sighed. "Especially if we have to witness that over and over...".
"Probably a good way to make us mad too... if Jafar actually still has any true link to his curse. Best hope is that it's just residual and that we're dealing with a mostly unintelligent bastard that can't really respond and counter us.", Gwen said.
Jean nodded, "That's a good point. Either way, we save Jasmine, agreed?", and Peter, along with Gwen spoke as one, "Agreed.".
Peter took the lead from the two of them, a sort of pride thing as he was the one who first saved Jasmine and cared for her all those years, "Stay close, you two... no idea what we'll see... and I don't want to lose either one of you as well as Jasmine.".
Gwen smiled warmly, "I know...", and Jean nodded with a soft smile, glad to have an incredible man they love, knowing that Jasmine loves him too, even if she can't.
They kept going, hearing the closer and louder sounds of Jasmine's painful screams and Jafar's cackling, and then turned the corner to see the biggest gold-studded building, and behind it, is the biggest mountain.
Peter exhaled as he saw the horde of snakes patrolling the yards around the building, and saw the trees, "Come on, we gotta use one of the trees without alerting those snakes.".
"Easier said than done...", Gwen bit her lip. "Maybe a little flying could help, what do you two think?", she asked.
Jean nodded, "Sounds good, but we have to be careful.", before feeling a tap on the shoulder, and she looked back to see a magic carpet waving its tassels, and gesturing to the rooftop, signing, and Jean blinked, "You're saying that the rooftop is full of traps?".
The magic carpet nodded its 'head', and Peter asked, "What about the windows?", and the magic carpet signed again, and Jean replied, "Oh, many of the trees leading up to the windows are more or less covered in sensors of Jafar's magic, except for one. The big gnarly one to that window is free, and if I'm not mistaken, that was Jasmine's tree where she ran away to town.".
The magic carpet nodded again, and signed again, and Jean smiled, "He and his other friends will distract the patrol snakes while we get to the tree and to the window.".
"Well, then let's let them cause a distraction then you'll quickly fly us up there, Gwen.", Peter said as Gwen nodded, grabbing hold of the other two and awaited the signal for Jasmine's mind to give them the opening that they needed.
After a few minutes, the trio saw the magic carpets slapping and whipping the patrol snakes into unconsciousness after distracting them to follow them in anger and annoyance and took them away far from the building while Gwen took Peter and Jean across the yard, tiptoeing across the tree, and climbed carefully into the window, their eyes widening and their hearts clenching as they saw the scene before them.
For Peter, it was fairly similar to what he had seen in the past the night he changed, when he was practically watching a movie of Jasmine's life... the poor young princess being tormented and tortured at the hands of Jafar.
For the girls, they knew that Jasmine got punished, tormented through the year of Jafar's reign, and suffered a great loss, and got exiled after that, yet they never truly grasped the reality of the most horrible loss Jasmine suffered, and that was losing the concept of having children...until now.
They knew it was a possibility for them to be mothers in the far future, yet this...this, no wonder why Jasmine had breakdowns, nightmares, and lots of grieving...
It was something she had always desired, to wish, to become a parent, and for Jafar to have taken that away from her permanently, to not even allow her a remote chance simply of maybe having a child; even if they never survived, it clearly was a shattering of Jasmine's spirit for sure.
Peter narrowed his eyes, "Gwen, you go behind him, hit him really good, but not killing him yet. I will web him up where you kick him to, and Jean, make him go back to human, blind him out for good.".
"Sounds as good of a plan as any.", Gwen took a deep breath as she tightened her fist. It certainly would take quite a lot of her not to completely shatter his head into a million bloody pieces; but it's clear that Peter had something in mind.
Peter and Jean stayed low, as Gwen quietly zoomed into the room, up and across where Jasmine saw a glimpse in confusion for a spare second before continuing on to be tormented, and Gwen zoomed down behind Jafar, and then came a hardcore hit that the Jafar clone never saw coming.
The real Jafar had copied himself, and the clone is just as insane and evil as his original, but slightly less powerful, but still dangerous.
The sorcerer didn't even know what hit him there before the others quickly moved against him. Peter quickly made sure that he couldn't try anything by wrapping him up with webs to keep him restrained.
Jean forced him to change from the monstrous snake-human form to his human self, ripping away his staff, and made him really blind by wrapping Peter's webs tight.
Clone-Jafar was really bruised in the ribs, and his groin was really cracked in pieces when he hit the wall before the whole thing by Peter and Jean happened.
A moment later, Peter had made sure he was also pinned to the wall; the trio was taking no chances with him and whatever tricks he had up his sleeve. Knowing from Jasmine well enough that even a second of hesitation or looking away could spell doom.