Aladdin

Bells tolled in the distance, bringing sounds of sorrow, and grief upon the crowd. They sat in silence, unwilling to speak for they knew no words to ease the pain in their hearts. No one shed a tear for this was an emotion beyond sadness.

Darkness finally began to ensue and the crowd slowly dispersed, without a single word spoken. Soon, everybody departed, and only one remained. The man stood solemnly with his head down and monkey by his side. He did not know what went wrong, or how he could have let this happen. The man could barely formulate the words in his head, words that he never imagined he would ever have to say.

A single tear fell from his eye, dropping to the ground. Three painful words followed: “I’ll miss you.”

The lonely Sultan of Agrabah turned, slowly walking away, leaving behind the grave of his princess.

 “Come on Abu. She’s not coming back.”           

Chapter 1

It had been days, weeks maybe since Aladdin last left his room. He allowed no one inside. His servants would send him food through the door just to keep him alive. People began to wonder what had become of their sultan, some even began to give up, certain he was dead. Aladdin heard talk outside his door of people threatening the peace of his city, calling themselves “Jafar’s Empire,” but he ignored it. Much like he did everything else now. Even Abu’s faith in his master began to waver.

One month since the death of Jasmine, and the first incident occurred. Citizens screamed their terror outside the palace. Crashes emanated from the market place with bottles breaking and windows smashing. The guards were barely able to contain the riot.

By now, there was no hope left that Aladdin would return. With trade and commerce put to a complete stop, more and more people were left on the streets everyday.

             Many people could no longer sit and watch their city burn, so they simply left the city. There was nobody to stop them anyway. The only problem was a lack of place to leave to. This is how “Jafar’s Empire” truly began. With the rich moving to the new town for more power, and the poor only becoming more helpless with each passing day.

End of Chapter 1

I know it was short and lame but whatevs. The next chapter will probably be more eventful.

Chapter 2: The Return

Aladdin awoke with a jolt, finding his monkey slapping and shouting at him to wake up. For the first time in forever Aladdin felt an emotion apart from grief… fear. His body was drenched with sweat, and his heart begged for mercy. He sat still for a moment, staring at the moon that illuminated the black night, reminding himself that it was all a dream, nothing more.

Finally, Aladdin relaxed himself just enough to return to sleep, but his subconscious mind raced on. He could see a man, covered in thick cloth covering his entire body and face pushing though a heavy sandstorm. The wind screamed, blocking out any noise. The sand flew faster than the eye could perceive. In the distance, a sinister ray of light, like that of a lantern fish, luring in its prey. The man struggled along, up to the source.

A lustrous, pearlescent black lamp stood upright in the sand. Quickly, the man snatched the lamp from off the ground. He stared in awe. What this man held in his hand was greater than anything he could have ever expected. This contained the most powerful genie in existence. Jafar. And this man was about to release him.