Jasmine - Part 1 : Deal of the mourners

I watched #AladdinNaamTohSunaHoga on Sab TV recently. Though you make find it odd for someone of my age, I thoroughly enjoyed it. It was during one of those episodes, where I contemplated a story of my own on Aladdin, but the main character needed to be #Jasmine. So, here we are, with another spin off from the Arabian Nights 1001 stories in a mature content.

As a writer, I have always refrained from writing any sexual or violence, but this story has both. Not in the wildest fantasy forms, but subtle ones. I wouldnt advise this story to very young audience (and also I am aware that very very few people come here these days).

So, here we go , with characters from #Aladdin turned into human and weapons (as and when convenient) for the story. Please let me know what you think, and all types of criticism are welcome.

So along...

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Brimming in chaos of desires,

Twisted in wishful sweet poison,

Under moonlight, excelled the calling,

Shone her eyes, of the gleam and deal was in liaison.

She clicked her tongue as she looked at the red gem that was mounted on the head of the cobra. Eyes of the two beings of the room danced in unison; one with desperation and other of greed. The arrangement was to be made in the nadir of the worlds, and it had to be urged.

The cellars of the place shone in auburn, smelt of burnt walls and bricks. The aura was warm to be comfortable, but Jafar shuddered. He was knelt before her , more out of eagerness to delight than respect. She was oblivious to his chivalry, and obsessed her vision on the cobra staff. 

"Hail, Queen of death, mother of dark, sorceresses of all miseries, I present you the Amara. To lure men of Earth to keep you company".

Jafar extended his hands for Nephthia to take a closer look.

Even though the hypnosis of Amara would never work on strong willed woman like Nephthia, she was vividly tempted at the offer. As she lusted over the proposition, sudden envisage broke her out of the desires.

She darted her eyes from the staff and voyaged deep into Jafar's soul. She was pulled into myriad of selfish worldly needs. She knew all men who came to her were the same, except he was the indisputable worse she has ever met. Men walked the fires to her, for the desires of wealth and fame, but this long-limbed man came to her with an intention that no man had asked her before. 

Jafar was not petrified of her stare, but felt squeamish. In his years of Blackmagic, she wasn’t  the first terrifying power he had reached out to, nor the worst looking one he had acquainted with in the past. She was both at a time, and this made him nauseous. His experience of years taught him to conceal this on his face. 

The environment was filled with fire, but he did not feel scorching hot. The fires were producing neither any heat nor any sound. The vast space was empty, and he wasn’t even sure if he was in a room or just in a black mass. He didn’t delve too much into the landscape and concentrated on the deal that had to be struck at the first instance. 

After delayed stillness between them, she spoke. 

"Travelling the aeons of darkness, greatness of Noblemen, papyrus dont burn without evidence. As murky as it sounds, what is that you seek ?"

Jafar looked at her with his head slightly bent over the floor. His heart was burning with the entreaty , but he calmed himself. He had to place it upon her, very judiciously. 

"Dear Queen, in exchange of the Amara, with which you can control all the mortals to your heart's content, I seek your companion. Upon me."

Nephthia knew what that meant. She was in covetous agreement, but also inquisitive.

"I do not understand"

Jafar slowed his breathe of excitement. He knew she was bought in, except he shouldn’t appear any less scrupulous with his demand. There was no room for any mistake.  He bent and placed Amara at the feet of Nephthia. She didn’t move her gaze from him. 

"I crossed the heat, salt and seas for you. For the glory you are spoken of, please accept this small gift and place your trust upon me. Just travel with me to all the corners of the world, but on your accord and will. Be my companion, place your abode in me. When the club of any man on Earth strikes on me, …"

"You cannot be killed", she completed the sentence.

Jafar smiled for the first time. He straightened his head and stared right into her. 

"A human cannot be made immortal using any deal with the Goddess of death",  she explained.

"Yes, my Queen, I am aware. I only ask you not be appeased when it comes to that", He helped.

"Only I can bring you here, and no human can", she told him as the signature of the deal.

"Yes, my Queen, only on your accord, I can die"

"What do you intend to do with such power?", she asked gliding from the throne.

A waft of black smoked silhouette arose from her as she examined the staff's gem. 

"To be ruler of Agrabah", he said in few words.

Nephthia knew this wasn’t the limitation of his desire. Men didn’t stop at just being kings of a land.

"You have to just kill the king, don’t you ?", she asked holding his chin. 

Jafar was visibly frightened of her presence closer to him, and this gratified her. 

"It is not a king, but a queen. And she has a lover who possesses a lot of magical creatures"

Nephthia showed a mixed expression among the sullen ashes.

"Hmmm…", she pondered and moved back to the throne with the staff. However, the black silhouette stayed in its place. 

"I was just curious. Consider this deal to be made. While I cannot travel to earth with you, my aura will accompany you. She will reside inside you all the time."

While she said this, Jafar was engulfed in the smoke, which sprinted into him in twirls. When the disorder inside him settled with the external power, he smiled.

Under the lights of hell, whispers and power, the deal was struck between Vizier of Agrabah and the Goddess of death.  

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 Read Part 2 here

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