Hypnotized Guilt Chapter Two

Aladdin launched himself on Jafar, holding onto his neck. The new sultan could only laugh at his determination. "You think I'm going to give up?" spat out Aladdin. "You're wrong. You bring Jasmine Ba-" Three sharp slashes from Jafar's dagger poured Aladdin's blood all over him.

"Filthy street rat," Jafar muttered when Aladdin collapsed onto Jafar's chest. He wiped the blood of his face and threw him off to the floor. "Are you now ready to give up?" he taunted, waving the dagger around like a prized possession.

"N-no..." Aladdin shook his head with all his efforts.

Jafar had won just like he knew he would. Even the fact that in his dying breath Aladdin refused to give up didn't matter. His blood-stained clothes torn with his body. Jafar grinned passing the knife over to Jasmine. He gave tainted whispers in her ear, the more gruesome the deed was the more he smirked to his idea. "Now my love, for your own sake kill him."

"W-what?" Aladdin gasped. "JASMINE NO! HE'S CONTROLLING YOU! I LOVE YOU!" He rolled over to Jasmine. Just as he grabbed her hand, Jafar kicked Aladdin away.

"You love me," Jafar whispered as his staff faced Jasmine's hypnotized body again. "This complete stranger..." after the pause, Jafar's voice fed manufactured sadness to Jasmine's ear. He patted Jasmine's back and said, "just came along and killed your father."

"W-WHAT?" Aladdin squelched. "He's lying," he croaked in his own blood. "I love you Jasmine..."

Jasmine's soul had drifted off elsewhere, Aladdin was sure of it when he heard her say the words: "I love Jafar." She tilted on Jafar's chest and he stroked her like a cat. "He is the one I wish to marry..." Bitter frost slipped out of her breath. "I can never love the man who killed my father."

"Now my dear, here is the dagger. Do what you must do."Jafar was talking in such a calm soothing voice, that was heroin to her ears. Jasmine tip-toed to Aladdin. Waving the dagger about, she stabbed him without hassle. Jafar's grin opened into fits of laughter.

"W-what?" Aladdin stammered. He couldn't carry on, but his nimble fingers still felt Jasmine's soft skin. One last scream and Aladdin slumped on the floor, lifeless.

Perfection at last, Jafar thought. He smelt fresh power from the grasp of his hands. His sidekick flew to his shoulder.

"Congratulations Jafar," roared Iago. "A very brilliant achievement."

"Yes Iago," Jafar muttered. "After all these years, it's all mine." He turned to face Jasmine lying on top of Aladdin. Her face was buried in his chest and her hands squeezed his cold ones. "Now my love," Jafar said.

"I AM NOT YOUR LOVE!" snapped Jasmine. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE? ALADDIN WAS MY LOVE, AND YOU KILLED HIM!"

"Actually," Iago interrupted with a sly grin on his face. "YOU killed Aladdin."

Jasmine's face dropped. "LIES!" she roared.

"I only wish that were true," Jafar lied. "But I saw you do it with my very own eyes."

"You," snarled Jasmine. "You made me!"

"Oh my dear princess," Jafar laughed. "That angry face defiantly suits you my dear."

"Don't trick me."

"Why would I want to do that?"

"I will never marry you."

"I'm afraid you have no choice," Jafar giggled. "Since I am the new Sultan, and I ordered you to marry me. SO YOU WILL MARRY ME!"

"Aladdin," Jasmine cried out. "NO!" Jasmine was forced into marrying Jafar. As queen she was bitter, as a woman she mourned for Aladdin wondering what her life would be like if both her father and her lover were still alive. The wedding could have been the most beautiful thing in the world.

Her dream never came true because that was all it was – a dream.

The 'happily-ever-after' never existed.