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(A black screen, the Disney logo appears suddenly, illuminated by flashes of lightning and accompanied by the sounds of steady, shallow breathing as from one in deep sleep.)

(A sudden gasp interrupts the breathing, followed by a brief moment of silence.)

Mozenrath's voice: Good evening, Princess.

Jasmine's voice: (pauses, then speaks softly, guardedly) What do you want?

(Silence.)

Mozenrath's voice: (slowly, threateningly) Everything you hold dear.

(Black screen with white lettering: FROM THE DIRECTOR OF CONSACRA AND PAST THE GATES OF PERDITION)

(Setting: The gates of Agrabah.)

Mozenrath's voice: If you can figure out what my plan is within the next thirty days, then I will not carry it out.

(Guards are rushing around, led by large dogs sniffing all incoming wagons and packages for black sand. Rasoul points accusingly at a bewildered merchant, seemingly ordering the guards to pay close attention to the shaking man as they overturn all the wares in his cart.)

Jasmine's voice: You would use black sand. We would not be able to stop a few barrels from slipping by the guards.

(Scene: Jasmine's room. The Princess is sitting near her dresser, poring over mounds of paper, as she hastily grabs another sheet, illegibly scribbling another potential plot on it. She glances up at her mirror briefly, noting her disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes.)

Jasmine's voice: (Camera zooms to Agrabah's Thieves Quarter. Two large and very threatening criminals stand in the shadows of a squalid alleyway; one slowly draws the blunt edge of a scimitar through his open hand. The other nods, as their two pairs of eyes, white against the blackness of the shadows, turn toward the open city streets.) You'd be able to get the people to revolt.

Mozenrath's voice: (Agrabah in broad daylight. Palace guards are freely distributing grain from the granaries to a huge throng of people from all walks of life.) Very nice, I must admit. But wrong again.

(Screen fades to show Jasmine immersed in the black dream world. She is clearly frustrated, and her sanity is starting to fray.)

Mozenrath: (Sitting at a wooden table across from Jasmine. He smirks.) What is power? And which kind might a man like me desire?

(Scene: Meeting room in Palace. Jasmine is sitting at a long table with many royal advisors.)

Jasmine: (Glancing around at the dignitaries) There are many enemies who might seek to test my power. I will be prepared for their attempts to undermine our authority.

(Scene flashes to underground shelters. Guards are stockpiling weapons by torchlight. Piles of swords, spears, and bows and arrows fill a room to the ceiling.)

Sultan's voice: (Camera zooms through hallways of the palace. Various servants are seen huddling together, looking around nervously and whispering.) You still have much to learn about effective governance.

(Camera slows down, following Jasmine as she walks through the hallway. Two servants bow in greeting but then steal knowing glances at each other. Jasmine turns her head slightly, catching the exchange between the servants; her eyes widen slightly and her breath catches in her throat as she realizes they're questioning her sanity, mocking her authority. She quickly turns her gaze back towards the hallway in front of her, desperately trying to maintain poise as she walks.)

(Scene: Jasmine's room at night. Aladdin is sitting by Jasmine's bedside. She turns away from him, closing her eyes to the look of surprise written on his face.)

Aladdin: Haven't seen you around lately.

(Close-up of Jasmine's face, her eyes abruptly flutter open. Camera then pans to shots of her in a lavish room surrounded by waterfalls. Close-up of Raeven smiling; camera then zooms out to show him kissing Jasmine passionately, slowly lowering her onto a pile of decadent pillows.)

Mozenrath: (Sitting at table in black dream world, he smirks.) You haven't been sleeping much, have you?

(Dream world dissolves to show Jasmine and Aladdin flying over Agrabah. She gives him a look of utter disbelief.)

Jasmine's voice: (Scene: Agrabah Palace. Dressed in his formal attire, Aladdin is hunched over a table, clearly worried by the numerous blueprints and notes he has in front of him.) He has failed at leadership.

(Camera immediately pans to a shot of a palace meeting room, where an angry Aladdin roughly grabs Jasmine by the arms.)

Aladdin: What the hell happened, Jasmine?

Jasmine: (eyes wide, frightened by Aladdin's behavior) Nothing. Some things just came up, and I had to take care of them.

(Camera zooms to Raeven greeting Jasmine in Desrial; both look happy to see the other. Immediately the scene changes to a close-up of vicious burn marks on her skin, then it cuts to a shot of a moonlit oasis. Jasmine is frantically clawing at the sand as she is sucked into a pool of water.)

Mozenrath's voice: You want to feel the cost of power that badly? Have patience, Princess. You will learn.

(Jasmine on horseback, racing through the desert as she nervously glances behind her.)

(Black screen with white lettering: THIS SUMMER)

(Jasmine standing in her room before a worn mirror, tracing her fingers over the frame and the inscription at the top)

Eberzin's voice: (aged and cracking) An object of magic. The Mirror of Fiereve. Through it, human hands may reach into the quicksand of history.

Jasmine: (standing regally in front of the mirror, the customary tone of authority lacing her voice) I seek the past of Mozenrath, Lord of the Black Sand.

Eberzin's voice: (Aladdin and Jasmine flying on Carpet through Agrabah, a slow, somewhat menacing instrumental version of 'A Whole New World' plays in the background) But there is a cost. The girl will pay with memory.

(THE FINE LINE BETWEEN TENACITY AND OBSESSION,)

(Camera pans to a view of a magnificent white city. The scene quickly changes to a bouncing baby boy playing in a magnificent marble-columned room to flames devouring the grand temple. Camera then zooms through the smoke to show a long trail of refugees.)

(Rapid flash sequence of an aerial view of the Citadel, Jasmine stroking the hair of a young Mozenrath asleep on his bed, Mozenrath kissing Raniye at the edge of the Black Sands, a close-up of Destane's fierce blue eyes threatening Mozenrath.)

Young Mozenrath's voice: (Scene: Dining room in the Citadel. Destane runs his fingers through Raniye's hair, kissing her.) My purpose is to kill you.

(Scene changes to Laila running through the black sand dunes, chased by undead dogs.)

Laila: (whimpering) He's after our souls.

(Camera cuts to Jasmine and Mozenrath sitting at the dining room table in the Citadel. He's eyeing her with an amused smirk.)

Jasmine: It's madness, what you've done to me.

(LOVE AND HATE)

(A rapid, warlike beating of drums begins, accompanied by symphonic undertones.)

(Close-up of Mozenrath's face, he is clearly unnerved; camera then cuts to Jasmine and Mozenrath in the pure darkness of the dream world, focusing on her hesitantly taking his hand. Scene switches to a far-away shot of Jasmine and Mozenrath in the oasis, slowly focusing on her face as she looks bewildered at Mozenrath, then camera flashes to show his face, trailing from his eyes down to his lips. Scene again changes to show them kissing passionately on a bed in the Citadel. Camera focuses on her; her eyes grow wide with shock.)

(Scene sequence shows Mozenrath's hand devoured by the gauntlet and his weakened form, hunched over, leaning on the hourglass for support.)

(BEGINS TO FRAY.)

(Camera pans to show undead dogs rising from the black sand, Jasmine screaming as flames burst from the floor and engulf a young girl, Mozenrath and Jasmine standing on her balcony as Agrabah burns. He traces a single gloved finger down her face. Her eyes are wide with fear; her jaw set in determination.)

(Screen flashes to show a close-up of Mozenrath, who is smiling cruelly at her.)

(WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN EVERYTHING YOU LOVE…)

(Camera quickly shows a shot of Agrabah at dawn, the Sultan lying in bed, comatose as Jasmine kneels by him with tears in her eyes, Aladdin dejectedly leaving the Black Sands on Carpet.)

(…IS THREATENED BY EVERYTHING YOU HATE?)

(Single drumbeat followed by the low sounds of a desert breeze. It is nighttime by a desert oasis. Jasmine collapses to her knees with her head in her hands. Stoic and unmoving, Mozenrath stands in front of her.)

Mozenrath: Another firsthand lesson, Princess. Never allow another to have power over you.

(Scene cuts to a black screen with a final deep drumbeat.)

(POWER COMES AT A COST.)

(ANTIPHONY)

(COMING TO THEATERS JULY 2008)

A/N: Thanks demonegg for writing this! It's awesome. Can't you just feel the cinematics, the music, the utter sexy in Mozenrath's voice?