Jasmine walked towards the book, her hand slipped to her side as she approached it. Suddenly she was distracted by the Jafar’s snake staff. She remembered the horrible day, where she’d almost died vividly.
How did that end up back in the castle?, she thought as she walked towards it. She reached the staff, her hand brushing the gold exterior and suddenly her eyes went wide and glowed.
She saw something, she was somewhere new… a desert caravan. Jafar was there! But wait, no… was that Jafar? He had such kind eyes, he certainly did not seem like the evil man she had known. The one who had tried to kill her.
He was near some ruins… looking for… something? Did he even know? It was impossible to tell. However, all of the sudden he fell. He tripped over something.
A glint of gold in the desert sand, he began to brush away the sand. This was familiar, it was the serpent staff that Jasmine had just found. It was… whispering? He began to reach for it.
Jasmine wanted to cry out, to stop him, this man who was so different from the Jafar she’d known.
But the second his hand touched the staff it was over. The evil filled him, the staff had powers of it’s own, certainly not equal to that of the lamp, but the staff showed him his true path.
As it was for Jasmine right now, filling her soul with it’s darkness. It’s wonderfully sweet darkness.
Just as Jafar had realized on that day, there was greater power to be found, the staff showed that to him, as it was showing that to Jasmine.
In her vision, Jafar stood up, stroking his goatee as he walked directly for a nearby rune, and lifted away stones exactly where he knew something would be. He pulled out a box and opened it.
It was the book Jasmine had seen, the book full of magic, of information, of how to use the staff, passed down, written by the creator of the staff who had imbued it with a portion of his selfish spirit.
Even as the vision ended, Jasmine’s hand grasped HER staff tighter. She now understood, she had been so foolish before.
Jasmine licked he lips, her tongue briefly becoming like that of a snake before changing back to normal. She walked over to the book and began to read it over, looking at what Jafar had left in his “secret room”. It was now all hers, and she could use it to launch her wicked goals.