"I'd very much like to hear the rest.", George said as Jean nodded, "Well... it went as bad as you can think... Jafar may have lost his staff... but he had gained control of the genie's lamp... something that easily replaced his lost power... and he certainly didn't waste any time getting his revenge and taking control.".
George replied, "He used wishes, didn't he?", and Jean nodded, "Indeed. The first wish was for him to be sultan, overtaking the throne from Jasmine's father. Genie, by force, took the palace up high on a mountain above Agrabah.".
Jean then continued, "Jafar then commanded Jasmine and her father to bow before him, and of course, Jasmine naturally refuses, disobeying him, causing him to go into a brief rage, and he then wished, for his second wish, to be the most powerful sorcerer in the whole world.".
"Can imagine how that one went then...", George closed his eyes as Jean nodded. "He quickly made sure to test his new overwhelming powers on her father... poor man was just...", Jean didn't even want to say it; the image that Jasmine witnessed was almost too overwhelming to describe.
George exhaled, "Shit...That's why you said that he was a tyrant...He wanted to make sure all angles are covered...", looking at Gwen who sighed heavily, nodding.
Jean then replied, "And if it wasn't enough, Jafar then went for Aladdin...and it all happened on her 16th birthday...She was forced to be a slave, a servant, and...a concubine...She barely had time to grieve...It was a long year of torment, punishment, and suffering.".
"My god...", George exhaled in horror and shock, and Jean sighed, nodding, "Jasmine kept fighting by refusing Jafar's orders to be his queen...He literally abused her, wanting her to surrender, to break her spirit...Yet Jasmine stayed stubborn, even if she was getting worn away by everything, not wanting to fail her father, her people, and Aladdin...".
George took a deep breath, "Damn...I...I would have my heart breaking if that happened to you, Gwen...", looking at Gwen, and she exhaled, "It gets worse...".
George widens his eyes in incredulous horror, "No way...", and Jean said, "I wish it wasn't, but it did...It was the day before her 17th birthday, almost to the year...I said that she was a concubine, but that day, she was forced to go the sexual route...Jasmine didn't show up for serving time to give breakfast at Jafar's orders, especially after she suffered a recent punishment which was being trapped in a empty, bare horse stall in the stables, with the windows barred and all, she didn't even have a blanket, since it was cold that night as always.".
George clenched into the table, horrified, speechless yet he kept his eyes on Jean, and Jean sighs heavily, "Her makeshift servant bedroom was made to be unheard by ears outside by Jafar's dark magic...Jasmine was screaming for help, pinned to the wall, helpless...Jafar was nonplussed by her desperate pleas, and was getting close to...r-rape her when something snapped in Jasmine...She somehow moved her arm free, and scratched Jafar's face deeply in the cheek.".
"I think I can take a guess then with the curse because she did that...", George said as Jean nodded. "If only it was just that... he... he really wanted to make sure she suffered.", Jean went quiet as George looked to her and Gwen. Both of them didn't want to say this part.
Peter's voice replied, "Jafar's rage was reaching the boiling point, humiliating Jasmine as he levitated her to the throne room, unable to hide herself from the staff, and she was frozen in place after Jafar had Iago get Genie's lamp from a secure, locked spot, and ordered Genie for a book of all known and little-known universes and worlds.".
All eyes look over to see Peter, still wearing his day outfit without the mask, hanging on a web string, and landing on another stool, and Jean looked at him, and Peter replied, "She finally fell asleep after I sung to her.".
Jean and Gwen nodded, and Peter looked at George, looking at him in awed amazement yet warm acceptance, and Peter then exhaled deeply, "But before Jafar went to look at the book, he asked Jasmine one last time, to be his queen, and she wouldn't have any more suffering.".
"She said no, didn't she?", George said quietly, and Peter gave a sad chuckle, "Yep, in the way of spitting in his face which you can imagine he didn't take too kindly...".
George whistled, "Damn...She's a princess through and through, isn't she?", and Peter nodded, "She is...yet at the moment Jafar lost his temper, she wasn't...He...he tortured her, surgically cutting into her without permission or preparation of medical tools and such...He extracted both of her ovaries... creating a jagged scar afterwards, dropping the remains of her ovaries, her...her dying children in front of her...Jafar destroyed her greatest wish, her most beloved dream.".
George nearly puked, he just had to move over to the trash can as he heard that; just how... barbaric and monstrous that action was. It was one thing to magically destroy her ability to have children... but to go so much further than that... it was just too much.
Gwen went to rub George's back as he heaved, and seeing that he hadn't puked, but she's still worried..."Dad?", as Jean grabbed a water bottle from the refrigerator, handing it to Gwen.
"I've seen and heard of a lot of fucked up shit in my years on the force... that...", George took a deep breath to keep himself from puking and to calm himself back down. "That was one of the worst things to...", grimacing. "Yeah...", Peter sighed. "Imagine seeing it... sadly... we have.".
George looked up at him, "How?", and Jean replied, "Me... As you now know, I'm a mutant...I'm a telekinetic and telepathic mutant, able to manipulate things with my mind, reading people's thoughts, and going into mindscapes. Don't worry, sir, I almost never read people's thoughts without permission until they are very, very loud about it.".
"That explains a lot...", George exhales, and looks at them, "You..you all saw it? It's one thing for a policeman to see fucked up shit, but a teenager...", and Peter replies, "We're not normal teenagers, sir...And yeah, we get occasional nightmares, but we saved her in the mindscape, and that's the next best thing for us as we knew we can do anything to save her now...we're just...it's one of the reasons we go out to save people, sir, so they wouldn't experience something like this, or similar...".
George blinks, "Then those accounts of people saved from near-rapists or repeat rapists...", and Gwen nods, "Yeah, Dad...if we save them in real life, that has to count for something...since we have no essential clue how to heal her internal damage...It's one thing to heal her mental damage, her emotional damage, and even her spiritual damage, but that scar...We do try to tell her that it's a symbol of strength, and she is not afraid anymore to show it when we're around with her, but she's...".
Jean sighs, "It reminds her every time of her loss, and she's getting better and better, having less breakdowns and all, but it's still painful...She always wanted to have four children, so they wouldn't be alone like her like she was in the palace, despite having staff, her pet tiger, and her father...".
"Just the fact that she can't have it... despite everything, that bastard still wins.", George sighed as the others nodded. "Despite everything we do... he'll always get the last laugh no matter what... unless something... a true miracle happens... I doubt Jasmine will ever truly feel whole.", Peter admitted.
Gwen exhaled, "And before you ask, she's too afraid of surgical stuff, and I doubt she'd go for an egg implantation into her as she possibly could say that it's not the same. I think she'd go for adoption, but that probably won't happen until many years along the way. She said that she'd be so glad to raise any kid from me and Jean, but yeah...Still, she's almost back to her full self, her personality, just a bit more jaded with the world, even with the curse still somehow intact, after we thought we broke it already...", with a sigh.
Peter nodded, "You see, she was stuck as Princess after Jafar cursed her, to never age, to not be able to talk, and it lasted for six years and some after she got exiled from Agrabah via a magical wormhole portal.".
"And then after we saved her in her mindscape, the curse was looking almost broken, and months later, she broke it herself by changing into a tiger girl sometimes, a big tigress sometimes, and after confessing her love for all of us, she's human again, but the curse is still stubborn...We think that Jafar's dark magic within her scar is causing it after seeing that most of the dark magic was already expelled from her, and now, she's having 12 hours of being human again, while having 12 hours of being a tiger girl/tigress, and on a controlled time limit, so she can't change at will yet.", Jean responded.
"I see.", George nodded. "At least things are fairly workable for the time being... and it does have its perks at moments.", Jean smiled.
Peter nodded, "Like finally showing her the sights without looking weird talking to a cat on my shoulder.", and Gwen smiled, "Or teaching her how to swim well as a human since you can imagine that there was hardly much water in Agrabah besides the bathtubs, ponds, and fountains in the palace gardens, or from much-irrigated wells in town, since the ocean is at least an hour or two from Agrabah.".
George smiled, "Agrabah must have been a beautiful place.", and Jean nodded, "It sure was, and I believe Jasmine said that it was somewhere off the side of the Jordan River which was beyond the mountains.".
"A jewel in the desert...", Gwen sighed. "A home lost forever to her... Much like mine...". She rubbed her arm. Her thoughts drifting to her real parents, from that far away world that probably doesn't exist anymore considering what message was left to her father when he found the pod.
George rubbed her back, kissing her on the forehead, "Gwen, hey, listen to me, I'm positive that they are proud of you for becoming a brilliant, amazing, kind, and loving woman that you are, like I am. If you weren't, you would have never met those people standing before you or saving Jasmine in ways she needed to heal from or becoming a beacon of hope to the city.".
"Thanks, Dad...", Gwen smiled, hopeful that he was indeed right about that. "So, I take it you're alright with her doing the whole superheroine thing but what about the rest of us?", Peter asked. "I mean... the rest of us isn't as invincible as her for starters.".
George replied, "I'm not your folks, both of you, but one of the clues that hinted at me was Gwen taking scraps of Kevlar from the recycling portion of the station. I gave her permission, but at the time I didn't ask why, and now I do know why. After all, being her lovers, she'd do anything to protect you from injuries and such, am I right?".
Jean chuckled with a smile, "You got it there on the nose, Captain...", and George nodded, "As I have noticed that your Youtube videos was made in a very obtuse manner, and that the trail was quite very hard to pick up, so I'm impressed of you all covering your tracks, as you're very lucky that I only found this place because Jean didn't want her mother to worry about her, and that Gwen hinted at this as a clubhouse/place for Jean to live in. I don't know about your folks, Peter, but I assume that you told them that you were visiting Gwen at her apartment or something.".
Peter chuckled, "You'd be right...I know that they can keep secrets, but I am still worried about the fact that they'd forget easily and gossip and spoil the secret accidentally, considering their age. I know there's medicine to help people to focus better and all, but it...I'm technically still a minor, to live in their house...I'm still thinking about how to tell them as they almost were so pale and on the edge of going to have heart attacks from the time that I told them the made-up story of Jasmine's loss.".
"Made up?", George raised an eyebrow. "It was fairly similar to the truth... just leave out her title, magic, being forward the time period that Jasmine's father was like some powerful Arab businessman that had been murdered by a board member, that sort of thing.", Peter explained. "The mutilation, too... though, not as what had happened.".
George nodded, "Ah, I see. Well, either way, I won't force you to tell them now or anything for you've been a respectable man to my daughter and more.", and Peter gave a small smile, nodding.
"Now, I believe we better get to put those lamb chops in the oven, and get some sides prepared for dinner.", George smiled, and Gwen nodded, smiling, "Yes, sir!", happy to cook with her father like old times.
Peter smiled, "I'm going to have a shower and all. Your turn to cuddle with Jasmine, Jean. Just don't jostle the bed too much as she's in her catnap.". Jean nodded, "Alright.", and so the makeshift family went off to do their things, and that evening, George happily enjoyed dinner with them, getting to know Jasmine better, laughing at jokes and conversing about things here and there.
And so, George became a regular visitor, always careful and sharp-eyed when he has off days or nights, and Jean invited her mother to visit sometimes when the family are in casual attire or having a lazy day from patrolling.
Weeks and weeks came and went, and before they knew it, it was near the end of August, soon for another school year to begin, but that was when everything changed once again, with a new arrival to the family in a way.
Things had fairly been normal for the time being with nothing truly out of the ordinary for the group in terms of the crime fighting. Thankfully, nothing along the lines of the Rhino for sure which was a godsend as Peter and the girls didn't want to encounter a foe that dangerous again if it couldn't be helped.
Peter and Jasmine were relaxing on a rooftop; sharing a snack after stopping a robber who held up a convenient store and took a few pot shots at them. His accuracy was way too wide, but he almost did graze a young woman when trying to flee thanks to him just blindly firing back with his eyes forward.
Jasmine purred contentedly as she was soaking in the sunlight since she's in her tiger girl form, nibbling from a container of fish nuggets, glancing lazily at Peter who is nibbling on his share of the fish nuggets, with only his mouth and nose revealed.
"I almost don't want to move anywhere from this spot, Spider...This feels so nice...", Jasmine smiled, using a part of his alter-ego as she's currently in superheroine mode, and besides, she's being careful not to reveal his name in case if there's a helicopter, hover plane or something.
Peter chuckled, "I know, Shadow. Me either...Say, wanna see something neat?", and Jasmine giggled, "Sure.", before Peter got up, and shot webs at some arch posts, creating a swing, with a plank as a seat.
"A swing set... heh, you certainly are quite a thinking out of the box sort of guy.", Jasmine chuckled as Peter smirked. "Well, it's fairly obvious when you think about it. Besides, these things are pretty strong so no need of worrying about it snapping..."
"And if we fall, well, I still have some lives and you can swing us easy.", Jasmine shook her head as she smiled, and Peter nodded before smiling at her.
Peter then chuckled, "Indeed. Shall we?", bowing to her, and Jasmine giggled, taking his hand, getting up from her sunning spot, and they went to the makeshift swing set, sitting down together, snuggling together with their arms wrapped around each other, and to hold into the web twine, and pushed off together, swinging.
Jasmine smiled brightly, giggling as she felt the breeze ruffling her fur, glad for her outfit underneath the fur, and Peter was laughing softly as they swung, using their bodies as the force to move forward and back.
They probably figured that people are seeing them from some of the nearby apartment buildings and taking pictures or videos, but they don't care, just enjoying each other, having a bit of fun, and soaking in the sun.
Peter smiled, "Not everyone gets to do this, eh?", and Jasmine chuckled, "Nope, and I bet not everyone gets the chance to do this either.", before kissing him on the lips, glad that his mask is partly off just for relaxing.