Chapter 50: Agrabah flight
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Right. 50 chapters and still rapidly responding! I hope the writers of the original and the remake will come back to where trials of the keyblade left off from their work! Hate to do it for them. Anyhow it's my work but I'll keep an eye out.
With that out of the way, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
"So Aladdin's Dad was the King of Thieves all along?" Kairi asked in disbelief, as the entire Keyblade crew, plus C-3PO, walked down the large marble hallways of Agrabah palace.
"That's right," Sora sighed, sadly.
"Why didn't you guys tell us?" Kairi asked.
"We were sworn to secrecy," Beast shrugged off-handedly. "What are ya gonna do?"
"It's really disappointing, though," Mulan said depressingly. "He seemed like such a nice man."
"This is all very upsetting," C-3PO pondered as he shuffled along with them. "But in a way, it's also rather exciting. Like a soap opera!"
"Is this guy starting to creep anyone else out?" po asked.
"As I once said," Jack Sparrow slurred. "You can always trust a dishonest man, even it's only to be dishonest. Unfortunately for Cassim, he decided to betray that mistrust we held for him, through no fault of my own whatsoever."
"Call me crazy," sonic said suspiciously. "But I'm starting to think you had something to do with this."
"I agree," Jack replied without a blink. "You are indeed crazy."
Sora, who was coming up the rear of the group, was suddenly grabbed from behind, barely getting a yelp out before a hand was slapped over his mouth.
"You guys hear something?" po asked.
"Nope," Beast replied.
Sora was restrained behind a pillar as his friends walked away, his shouts of protest muffled by the hand over his mouth.
"Shhhhhhh!" Aladdin hissed, and Sora was suddenly very confused.
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"You're going to break your Dad out of jail!?" Sora asked in shock.
"That's right," Aladdin answered pointedly, rummaging through his room that only the two of them were in.
"Aladdin, I'm just as upset about what happened as you are," Sora tried to reason. "But breaking the law isn't gonna help anyone. I know you want Cassim back-"
"I don't want him back," Aladdin replied fiercely. He was putting an on some kind of outfit as he spoke, not even facing Sora. "I want him out. As in out of my life." Sora didn't stifle his surprise. "It was a mistake to bring him here. I was stupid to think I could change him. Once he's gone, I can get on with my life. If just want things the way they were."
"Al..."
"I need your help, Sora," Aladdin told him as he draped a blue cape over his shoulders. "I won't be able to do this without you." Sora frowned disapprovingly. There were all kinds of things wrong with this plan. He sighed. But Aladdin would probably do the same for him.
"Alright," he relented. "What do we do?"
"First things first." Aladdin draped a mask over his mouth and head and turned to face the boy. Sora gasped. If he didn't know any better he would swear he was looking at the King of Thieves himself. Aladdin had donned Cassim's old outfit, the same one he had used in the raid on the palace. Underneath the mask, Aladdin looked just like his father. "We get down to the dungeon."
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The palace wasn't all the glamour and prestige it made itself out to be. Deep underneath, were the dark, dank dungeons. Prisoners who had the misfortune of becoming residents there were chained up by their wrists and hung out to dry, and they were lucky to ever again see the light of day. Many a criminal had rotted away within its walls, their screams sometimes still heard.
"I'm going nuts in here!" Iago whimpered, trapped inside a birdcage connected to the wall. "Curse my brilliant scheme-creating mind !"
"So this is it," Cassim sighed, accepting his fate, hanging limply against the chains binding him to the wall. "This is how my story ends. It's fitting, though, dying in exile. Down here the world can forget about me."
"Not quite." Cassim eyes shot open. He looked up quickly and got the shock of his life. Standing up on one of the high windowsills of the dungeon was...himself. Shadowed by the full moon, his exact double leapt from the windowsill and swung off a supporting wood pole with the agility of a cat, landing perfectly before the astonished Cassim. Once he was down, the assailant ripped off his mask. "Dad."
"Aladdin!" Cassim gasped.
"Kid!" Iago exclaimed happily.
"WAAAHHH!" Sora fell from the windowsill as well and landed much less gracefully than Aladdin had. Painfully, too.
"What are you doing here, boy?" Cassim hissed as Aladdin approached and Sora limped over.
"Saving you," Aladdin replied harshly. "Sora, do your stuff." The spiky-haired boy nodded and, in a flash that lit the dark, his Keyblade appeared. A single tap was all it took to unlock Cassim; he did the same with Iago, freeing both.
"If I've ever mocked giant keys before, I take it all back!" Iago gushed.
Cassim rubbed his sore wrists. "You're taking an awful risk, you realize that," he said to his son.
"You just worry about getting out of here," Aladdin answered abruptly. "Sora, you lead them out. I'll distract the guards." He donned his mask again and took off deeper into the dungeons, melting into the darkness like he was born to it.
Cassim watched him go, sadly. "He even sounds like me." For some reason, that statement made him feel all the worse.
"Now boys," Razoul said smugly as two of his favored men walked along side him. "When the Sultan presents me with my award of excellence for catching the King of Thieves, don't think I'll forget the little people that helped me along my way. By the way, I mean you guys." The two men rolled their eyes. "And further more-" From a conjoining corridor leapt a familiar figure in blue robes, masked and mysterious. Razoul's jaw dropped. "It can't be..."
"No man could escape the dungeon!" the skinny guard exclaimed.
"He is no man," the fat guard whimpered. "He is a demon!"
Razoul ground his teeth. "Get him!" His flanking men drew their scimitars and rushed head on. In an amazing feet of agility, Aladdin jumped and performed a handstand on both their heads, pushed off them and planted both his feet on Razoul's head to land behind them. He ran on with the guards still in a state of disarray. "Don't let him escape!" Razoul hollered.
From underneath his mask, 'The King of Thieves' smirked. So far, so good.
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"Captain Jack Sparrow steals the Oracle: Take two."
With that silent introduction to himself, Jack continued his creep through the palace. If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
No one would expect the vault to be broken into twice in one night, especially when they thought the thief was under lock and key. Cassim and Iago had proven to be useful distractions, but it was time to get things underway. That Oracle could very well hold the key to his future. And the Jack Sparrow didn't plan on ending his future anytime soon, no matter how many people had to take the wrap for him.
It was too bad, though. He liked the bird.
Not long and he was once again standing before the vault doors, as big and shiny as he remembered them. "Now," Jack said as he held his Keyblade. "Let's try this again, eh?" He tapped the door once and just like last time they unlocked and swung open. Again he was greeted with the sight of gold, silver, jewels and of course, in the center of the room, the...
It was gone.
"Say what!?" Jack exclaimed. The pedestal the Oracle stood on was bare. The Oracle wasn't there. And as he looked around the rest of the treasure, he found out it wasn't in the room at all. There was nothing around but gold...and jewels...and silver...
Jack shrugged. Just because he didn't get his original prize didn't mean he had to walk out of here empty handed. "One door closes, another opens," Jack snickered. Unfortunately, it seemed his luck with gaining valuables was lacking these days, because just like last time he heard the sound of approaching feet.
"Scramble the guards! The King of Thieves has escaped!" came loud shouts from outside. Jack's eyes bugged out. Scrambling guards meant big trouble if he was found here. Needless to say, he bolted out of the treasure chamber as fast as he could, once again with empty pockets.
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"There is he is! Chase him down!" Palace guards rushed down the streets of Agrabah in large numbers as they chased after who they thought was the King of Thieves. Aladdin's skills were truly being put to the test this night. Lawmen were at every corner of the city with the singular objective of taking him down. The mob behind him wasn't making things any easier. Things only got worse when another squad of guards appeared in his path. But Aladdin's wits were as quick as he was.
Swiftly he jumped and swung from an overhanging pole right into the shade covering of a vendor's empty stall. The material bounced him up high where he landed on a rooftop and kept on running.
"There he is!" The guards had already reached the roof and were once again chasing after him, but the building edge was quickly approaching. "We've got him!" Surprisingly, Aladdin jumped off the roof.
"We've lost him."
This wasn't suicide. A large piece of cloth was draped over the side of the building opposite, to which Aladdin's hands quickly grasped saving him from the fall. He started climbing the drape like a bug all the way to the top of the building, jumping to the top to leave the guards in his dust. Aladdin smiled confidently, and kept on with his escape.
"Where do you think you're going?!" All of a sudden his cape was roughly grabbed and, to his shock, found that none other than Razoul was grabbing it. "You're not going anywhere, King of Thieves," Razoul snarled before he threw Aladdin to the ground. In the process he tore the cape, and Aladdin's mask fell from his face. Razoul's eyes widened.
"You!" Aladdin clenched his teeth. There was a brief moment of surprise, before Razoul smiled cruelly. "This is almost as good," he growled, advancing on him. "Once a street rat, always a street rat."
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Razoul staggered on his feet, then fell flat out cold on his face. Aladdin gaped in astonishment at Cassim, holding the broken urn he had smashed over the guard's head.
"Let's get out of here."
Mounted on horseback, Aladdin, Cassim and Sora rode like the wind through Agrabah, Cassim and Sora on one horse, Aladdin on another, and Iago flapping his wings like no tomorrow. The guards could do nothing as they rode through the gates and out of the city into the desert night. Long and hard they galloped with the sand flinging in their tracks. Only when they thought they were at a safe enough distance did they stop. In the middle of the desert where Agrabah was still visible they slowed to halt.
"They won't be able to track us till daylight," Cassim stated as he dismounted his horse. "And by then we'll be long gone."
"Mission accomplished then," Sora smiled also dismounting, until he looked at Aladdin. He was looking off in the distance, where Agrabah was clear on the horizon, a very solemn expression on his face. "Aladdin? What's wrong?"
"The guard saw him," Cassim replied on his behalf.
"He saw your face!?" Sora gasped. Aladdin didn't answer, still looking off at the city in the moonlight.
"You know you can't go back now," Cassim told Aladdin, walking toward his turned back. "They know you had a hand in this."
"Sorry, kid," Iago said. Aladdin scowled as he looked at the city, at his home. So much of his life had happened there. The good, the bad, the weird. And of course, Jasmine...
"No."
Cassim stopped in mounting his horse. "What?"
"I'm not leaving Jasmine," Aladdin answered composedly. "I'm going back."
"You can't!" Cassim cried.
"Kid, you're a criminal now," Iago tried to get across.
"I don't care. I'll take responsibility. I'm not leaving." He made to get back on his horse.
"Aladdin, maybe they're right," Sora said. "I don't like it any more than you do but I don't want you thrown in jail either!"
"Al! You don't have to do this!" Iago shouted, flying in Aladdin's face. "We have the Oracle! With it we can find the treasure! You can come with us!"
Aladdin's eyes widened slightly. "The Oracle?" he asked when he turned to Cassim. The King of Thieves closed his eyes tiredly. The Oracle sceptre glinted in the moonlight as he pulled it from his robes.
"You took it?" Sora asked shocked.
"What else have I to lose?" Cassim muttered, sadly. "Aladdin, you can't go back. As soon as they saw your face, your life in Agrabah was over. If you go back, you'll be arrested on sight!"
"I don't care!" Aladdin shouted angrily, his patience having reached its limit. "I won't abandon Jasmine! I won't run away. Not like you did." Cassim flinched at the words and the anger behind them. Iago winced, while Sora gulped nervously.
"I never ran away from anything in my life," Cassim replied coldly.
"You ran away from your family!" Aladdin snapped.
"I told you what happened! What else could I do? What else can you do?" Aladdin glowered long and hard at his father before he turned his back on him and remounted his horse.
"The right thing," he answered. For a long while Aladdin and his father held stares, both of their identical eyes blazing with the anger they held for one another at that moment.
"Do what you want," Cassim replied coldly after awhile and turned his back on his son, not for the first time in his life. Aladdin glowered at his back as he went.
"This was supposed to be a father-son outing!" Iago cried. Aladdin's angered expression softened.
"Go with him, Iago." Iago's beak fell open in surprise.
"You sure?" he asked. Aladdin smiled and nodded. "Okay...Good luck, kid." Iago spread and flapped his wings to fly over onto Cassim's shoulder where he had already mounted his horse. Sora took a seat behind Aladdin on his horse, wisely staying silent. With one last angered look directed at his own flesh and blood, Cassim, the King of Thieves, rode off into the desert night. To all others, he may have looked like a spirit, dark, silent and swift. But to Aladdin, he was just a coward. He turned the reigns on his horse and set off across the sands back to Agrabah.
He never looked back.
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The ride back to the Forty Thieves' hideout was a silent one. Cassim didn't speak a word during the whole trip and Iago, the one that usually has a whole lot to say, decided to stay quiet lest he step out of line. The only sound was the quiet gallop of horse hooves on sand. Needless to say, it was a longer than usual trip but they got there none the less.
"Now about the treasure," Iago finally let out once they were safely inside the corridors of the hideout. "I'm not too crazy about a forty way split. Maybe we can even out the best from the worst, starting with you and me."
"I can never leave my men out," Cassim replied immediately, pulling the Oracle out of his clothes. "They're my family...the only one I've got."
With sceptre in hand he walked into the main chamber, lit by torches. As soon as Cassim entered he was surprised to see the place was empty. Usually his men were partying, even at this time of night, or drunk, or fighting with one another for sheer entertainment. But the Forty Thieves were nowhere to be seen. Cassim's brow furrowed.
"I'm home!" he called out. He waited, but the only answer he got was silence.
"Welcome back, your Majesty." Cassim gasped at the all too familiar voice that broke the eerie silence. He rounded quickly and saw a face he never thought he'd see again. "We've been expecting you," Sa'luk chuckled, stepping out of the shadows with his golden claws armed.
"You must be the King of Thieves." Someone else emerged from the dark, someone Cassim had never seen before. Merlock gave a smile that held nothing but cruelty. "Sa'luk's told me quite a bit about you. But you can't be all that bad a guy. After all, you brought the Oracle right to us." Cassim gripped the sceptre tighter.
"Who are you?" Cassim growled. "Where are my men!?" Merlock's smile widened, revealing sharp teeth.
"Let's just say they've had a change of heart."
Growls and chatters suddenly came from the darkness all around Cassim and Iago, from every corner of the chamber. Then they came. Blacker than the shadows they crawled from came monsters of unimaginable horror. Bug-like creatures with yellow eyes, bulky snarling red-eyed beasts, small figures resembling bandits but Cassim knew that they couldn't be human from their pupil-less yellow eyes.
"H-H-Heartless!" Iago cried in horror. The monsters of the dark were all over the cavern. Shadow Heartless, Omega Heartless, Bandit Heartless; they were everywhere, faces shadowed dangerously by the torches in the chamber. It was obvious to Cassim what had become of the Forty Thieves.
Without thinking, too blinded by rage, Cassim charged the closest one, which happened to be Merlock. The dog/man let him come, not moving an inch, but at a certain point the jewel around Merlock's neck that Cassim didn't notice before, burst with green light. Suddenly, Cassim was painfully thrown back by the paws of a bear that had appeared in Merlock's place. Flinging spittle, the bear bellowed fiercely at the stunned Cassim, baring razor-sharp teeth. The green gem hung from around its neck, which glowed again, causing the animal to undergo an instant transformation, changing back into the bearded form of Merlock.
"I think it's safe to say," Merlock said gesturing to the smiling Sa'luk and the Heartless army surrounding them. "That we're in charge."
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The Forty Thieves rarely had any use to travel by sea but ever since Cassim had discovered the Hand of Midas was located on an isle, he considered it prudent to build a ship. It wasn't a grand galleon, just a simple boat with a single sail, the kind one might use for fishing. But the men on this ship had no interest in fish. Merlock and Sa'luk, along with all the Heartless they could carry, sailed along the orange tinted waters of the sea, the sun just rising on the horizon, along with their captives, Cassim and Iago, both tied to the ship's boom.
"Anytime now, bird," Cassim whispered to Iago.
"I'm working on it here!" Iago hissed back, struggling against the ropes that bound him, wiggling free little by little.
"I'm tired of waiting!" Sa'luk shouted irritably pointing at Cassim. "Just make him do it already! The Hand of Midas must be mine!"
"Shut up, you fool, or I'll feed you to the Heartless," Merlock growled in annoyance. Sa'luk growled angrily but stayed silent. "Now, King of Thieves," Merlock said to Cassim. In his hands he held the Oracle, thrusting it in the man's face. "Ask it what we want. Now!"
"Why don't you ask yourself?" Cassim growled. Iago was slowly getting free, just a little bit more.
Merlock smiled. "And waste my question? Nonsense. You never know what I might want answered in the future. No, you're going to ask it for me. I just want what was taken from me so long ago. All I want is my lamp back." Merlock's smile widened as he got right in Cassim's face. "And I know you want to find the Hand of Midas as much as Sa'luk does." Cassim glared at him but didn't answer. No answer was needed. The Oracle was thrust in front of him again. "Now ask it! Before I turn into a lion and chew your legs off!"
Cassim glanced back at Iago and saw he was almost out. He closed his eyes, and nodded.
"Almighty Oracle," he said to the sceptre. "Where do our treasures lie?" The green gem atop the staff shone with radiant light, so bright the Heartless on board recoiled in pain. Just as before, the sceptre floated by its own will out of Merlock's grasp until it was at the mast of the ship and glowing its brightest. The all knowing Oracle floated before them, large, glowing and more majestic than ever. The Heartless shied away in fear of the astral being, while the rest stared up at her in wonder.
"Your treasures lie on the Vanishing Isle," the Oracle answered with her ethereal voice. "I shall light the way for you!" She emitted another burst of light, just as Iago broke free of his bonds, and a beam of light blasted off into the horizon where the morning sun was beginning to rise. The Oracle had given them a pillar of light by which to follow, guiding their way across the ocean.
"We have our heading," Merlock stated with a grin. "And you have my thanks, Cassim. So much so that I've decided not to kill you."
"Yet," Sa'luk added, snidely.
Cassim scowled as the two steered their way for the pillar of light. All his hopes rested on that of a small red parrot, flapping his way like mad for the only help he could think of.
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The Sultan sighed heavily. Sometimes, ruling Agrabah wasn't all it was cracked up to be, especially when it came to things like this. "You're sure about this, Razoul?"
"Absolutely, your Majesty," Razoul replied with fake regret at the right hand of the Sultan's throne, sneering down at Aladdin who was bowed on one knee before Agrabah's ruler. The Keybladers were gathered as well with a worried Princess Jasmine. "I saw it with my own eyes. The boy assisted in the escape of the King of Thieves. It is tragic, your Highness, but the street rat has obviously followed in his father's footsteps." The smug grin on Razoul's face showed he was anything but sorry.
"Is this true, my boy?" the Sultan asked Aladdin. The man briefly glanced at Sora off to the side.
"Yes, your Highness. It was me alone who did it." Sora frowned. Even though he had helped Aladdin had insisted he take the full blame. It was his father, and his responsibility. Still, Sora couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Tsk, tsk," Jack Sparrow said disapprovingly. "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. A family of crooks cannot be called a family at all."
"I'd hate to meet your family," Mulan muttered.
"I say, I say, I object, sir!" Genie popped out of nowhere like always, this time wearing a bad suit and leather briefcase, speaking with a southern drawl. "I object to the fact that this man is taking all my screen time!" A magical blast and Razoul was blasted outside the throne room doors screaming wildly. "Your honour, I'd like to plead insanity. Because I'm just crazy about this kid!"
"Genie!" Aladdin growled. "Sultan, I convinced my Dad to come here. It was my fault." He looked away sadly. "I'd have been better off if I'd never met him."
"Al, he's your Dad," Sora said.
"He risked his freedom just so he could see your wedding," Jasmine said as she came beside him. "And you risked everything to save him. Just as I would my father." The Sultan blinked.
"Oh, well I...uh...um...I see..." The Sultan cleared his throat and composed himself. "Aladdin, he said sternly. "I cannot overlook your father's crimes. But what you have done..." Aladdin bowed his head in acceptance. "Well, you did it out of love." Aladdin raised his head to look at Agrabah's ruler with startled eyes. "And you did come back to take responsibility for your actions; not many would have the heart to do so." The Sultan smiled warmly and, for a flash of a second, Aladdin saw the true wisdom that Jasmine's father held. "Let us put this ugly matter behind us."
"Oh thank you, father!" Jasmine squealed and threw her arms around Aladdin, who broke into a wide smile and hugged her back. Sora sighed in relief. Thank goodness the Sultan was a kind man.
"So that's how you get away with crime?" Jack Sparrow asked. "You say you did it out of love? I wish I knew that sooner."
"Now I think we've postponed this wedding long enough," the Sultan said has he stepped off his throne. "We must start preparations again!"
"Alright! Good call!" Genie cheered as the Sultan left the throne room, confetti shooting out of his ears. "Let's give big hand for the wise and generous Sultan!"
"AL! AL!" came the shrieking call from outside. All eyes were immediately drawn to the balcony where from the morning sky a small red familiar bird was rocketing as fast as he could right to them, screaming wildly. Iago blasted into the throne room, colliding painfully with sonic's face, knocking the hedgehog onto the floor. Iago lay panting heavily on sonic's chest from having flown so fast and so hard.
"Iago?" Aladdin gasped in surprise. Kairi picked up Iago off a dazed sonic and held him before everyone. "What are you doing here?"
Iago was still panting but managed to gasp out his shocking words. "Al, you gotta come help! Cassim's in big trouble!"
"Wow, Cassim's having a really rough night," Beast pointed out.
"How? What happened?" Jasmine questioned.
"Sa'luk. The guy that Al beat, he's not beat! He's back and looking for trouble! As soon as Cassim and I showed up at the hideout, he attacked us with those Heartless things!"
"Heartless?" Sora repeated in shock. "But how? Where did he get Heartless?" Behind them, Jack Skellington and po tried to revive sonic, mainly by Jack slapping his face over and over.
"Sa'luk's got this new friend, see? This real nasty looking guy. He looked like a dog with a beard and, you won't believe this, he could turn into a bear!"
Genie's eyes widened in horror.
"D-D-Dog?" Genie stammered unexpectedly. "B-Beard? T-Turned into bear?!" Genie poofed up an Etch-a-Sketch out of thin air and started working the dials. By now everyone was staring at the blue-skinned wonder and wondering just what could made Genie, that cheerful fun loving guy, so freaked out. After awhile, Genie finished and revealed what he'd made.
"Is this him?!" Genie had made a perfect artist rendering of a dog/man in a beard with hood over his head, laughing really evilly.
"Yeah! That's the guy!" Iago cried, pointing at it. Genie dropped the Etch-a-Sketch, as his hands were trembling.
"Oh no, oh no, oh please no," Genie whimpered while holding his head. "Not him, not him, anyone but him. Why, why, why did it have to be him?!"
"Genie?" Aladdin asked worriedly. He had never seen his friend like this. "Do you know him?" Genie stopped pacing and faced everyone.
"Only too well, Al." He picked the Etch-a-Sketch back up and pointed at the face he had drawn. "That's Merlock the Magician...one of the most powerful magicians in the world!" His eyes fell to the floor. "And one of my former masters."
"Master?" Sora echoed. "You mean you granted wishes for this guy?"
"Oh yeah. And by far the worst master I've ever had. Merlock is evil to the core! For over a hundred years I had to serve him..."
"A hundred years?" Kairi repeated flabbergasted. "He should be dust by now."
"Well, that would be great except Merlock's first wish was for immortality," Genie explained sheepishly. "Father Time ain't got nothing on him."
"Still," Aladdin said, confused. "For him keep you around for a hundred years when he only had two wishes left?"
"But that's just it! Merlock has unlimited power!" A clap of Genie's hands and he magically produced a transparent image before them. It was a shining green jewel. "This is a magical talisman that Merlock wears at all times around his neck. Not only does it grant Merlock the power to transform into any animal he wants, but when that thing was placed on my lamp it granted Merlock an unlimited number of wishes! There was no end to his evil! Oh, he used my powers to do terrible things. You ever heard of Pompeii? Merlock thought the place was too cold! Atlantis? Merlock thought it was too dry! And you know anchovy pizza? Merlock's idea!"
"The fiend!" Sora growled. He hated anchovy pizza.
"It was only when the lamp was stolen from him that I was finally able to escape," Genie sighed.
"And now that guy's got your Dad, kid," Iago stated grimly.
But Aladdin just scowled. "So what? Serves him right," he muttered angrily walking away from everyone and onto the balcony. "If he hadn't done what he did, none of this would have happened."
"He's your father," Jasmine chided softly.
"So what? He chose to go back to that life."
"Al, just because your Dad made some bad choices doesn't mean you have to," Sora tried to reason. "He's your dad, what else can you do?" Aladdin frowned. Walking out to the balcony, he looked out into the sunrise over Agrabah.
"I'm being just as stubborn as he is, aren't I?" he asked.
"I cannot tell a lie, sir, yes you are," C-3PO answered, less than helpfully.
Aladdin smiled softly. He looked out into Agrabah again, the place he grew up, where his life had unfolded extraordinarily. Deep down he came to a realization, he wanted to share that life with the King of Thieves, with Cassim, with his father.
"Iago," he called to the parrot, and turned to face everyone. "Show me the way."
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