Yasmin's final fan fiction

Aladdin fanfiction

Living under the rule of the sultan?! What a load of baloney. I should be the sultan not the silly advisory, after all I am the great Jaffar. Only then would I show the repulsive peasants of Agrabah what a sultan really is. Powerful.

Lago my sidekick parrot annoys me to the point where I'd want to feed him to my guards. But I keep him because he too hates the sultan and believes that I should rule Agrabah. Plus he makes a decent spy.

After many sleepless nights of frustrating thinking, I have come with two ways I can gain the sultans place and take over. One would have to be finding the right person that can enter the cave of wonders and bring me the lamp. The second option would be to convince the stupid, pea-brained sultan to speak to his snooty, arrogant, egotistical daughter to marry me so I could inherit the throne! Of course there was one itsy bitsy problem with this idea. 

My thoughts were interrupted by one of my guards coming to tell me that they have caught "him". I knew exactly who they were talking about, the street rat, the trouble of Agrabah the key to the cave of wonders, Aladdin That poor orphan boy doesn't know what's coming to him, at least now he'll be off the streets and won't be causing trouble, nobody will miss him and his loss won't matter to anyone.

Being a dark wizard I transformed myself into an old man and entered the prisons where Aladdin was held, after I played my act, the idiot was convinced to help me enter the cave of wonders in exchange for his freedom and some of the treasure. Yeah right! I'll be making sure that he never sees the light of day again.

I lead the fool to the cave of wonders. Before he entered he was warned – Don’t touch anything other than the lamp. I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his greedy hands off the gold and treasure of the cave, but even if he did, I was in a win-win situation. Either Aladdin returns with the lamp or the cave collapses on him for disobeying the strict regulations of entering the cave.

I slept well that night knowing that the street rat would no longer concern me or get in my way. I knew that Jasmine had the hots for me but how could I convince the sultan to pick me.

I decided that the best way to win Jasmine was to get her to fall in love with me. That way she could deal with the Sultan while I sit back and watch the show. I knew that Jasmine always gets her way.

I went out that night to look for her. Lago had done his job and figured out where she goes. 9PM every Saturday, at the dock. She’s usually with her friends, chilling in the lounge. How could I get her alone, her full attention. I arrived at the docks and spotted her immediately. I walked up confidently and said hi. She looked disappointed to see me and I knew why. She must have heard about Aladdin.

“We need to talk,” she said, and she grabbed my hand and led me outside. It was a winter’s night and her hair blew viciously in the wind.

“What’s this about?”

“You know what it’s about! Aladdin! Where is he? Do you know how valuable he is?”

Wait what? Did she just call Aladdin valuable? What is she talking about?

“What do you mean?”

“Aladdin has access to the Genie! The Genie would basically do anything for Aladdin! Whatever Aladdin wants, Aladdin will get! I had it all planned, he was going to be used to my advantage. But now he’s gone!”

I stayed silent for a few minutes. Wow. Jasmine sure was something. If only I had known she was as evil as I.

“I…..I didn’t know,” I finally managed to spit out.

“Well now you do. Stay out of my way Jaffar. This is my land, and I have it under control.”

And with that she was gone.

A whirlwind of emotions suddenly took over. I was angry; nobody has ever spoken to me like that! Yet I was now even more intrigued by Jasmine. I hadn’t seen that side of her and had honestly believed that she had fallen for Aladdin a few months back. She was a beautiful and powerful woman. I had underestimated her, and now I was even more determined to make her mine.

I followed her back inside but knew to keep my distance. She was a princess, and could have me removed from the lounge in a heartbeat. I ordered a drink and watched her, and began plotting a new plan. I was determined, by the end of the week, she would be mine.