King Sinbad and the Mystery Djinn - A Sinbad Magi Fanfiction - Sinbad X Reader

✵Leaving The Sindrian Empire✵

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You hurriedly burst through the door to your bedroom in the tavern, careful to avoid the women inside. You started packing up all your shit into your bag. 'That wasn't Sol, but why did he radiate like him.' You shook your head again. Carpe was outside waiting as you quickly changed into something more comfortable.

You pushed the bed over and pulled up the wooden plank boards that were below it. You reached down and moved the straw away and pulled out a leather case where two swords resided. You smiled, "Mamma's home." You carefully unwinded the leather string and took the swords out. Just at first glance, they were two dull swords but would react when you only touched them. The moment your hands touched them they lit up with light. You breathed in and out feeling energy. Intoxicating energy.

You kissed them and muttered, "Oh it's so good to hold you again!" You dug back into the floorboard and grabbed the sword sheaths that were just to the side of where the leather case once was. You happily hooked the sheath on your body having them on your back ready for the swords to adorn them. You grabbed the swords once more and put them into their designated slots. Once you let go of them they turned back into a dull-looking color, nearly rusty. You swung the purple bag over your shoulder next when Cindy came in. "(Y/n)! Where are you going?!" You turned around, "Sorry Cindy, I told you I needed to leave tonight. It's getting too hot to stay in the City." Cindy nodded. "That's alright I understand.." She came to you and hugged you. "I'll miss you, Cindy. I'll try to come back and visit." Cindy hugged you tighter. "You're not going anywhere," she said with a hint of anger. You were taken aback by her tone and tried to let go of your friend to see if she was alright when a sharp piercing pain was surging in your neck.

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Your head rang as you started coming to. "What the hell was that." You said not believing what you remembered. "Ah, you're awake." You opened your eyes fully to see Cindy with random men on a very large magic carpet flying above the sea. "Cindy, what the fuck is going on." Cindy smirked, "Well, my dear friend. I know what you are. A few weeks after you arrived and you stayed at the tavern, these men came to me and told me what you are." Cindy motioned towards a man with a white turban, "Nice to see you again. I've come for my wishes." You knew this man, you knew his family. You moaned, "Fuck." You winced as your neck flared up. "I already told you the last time we crossed paths, you have the wrong person." You said with a crack in your voice. You crinkled your face in irritation. "Oh, I beg to differ." The man with the Turban known as Masramus pulled out a journal. "Maybe you'll remember my great-grandfather." You looked at the journal as he flipped through the pages. This wasn't good. You started flashing back to those memories, you tied to halt your brain. The man pointed to a page and turned it towards you. "Is this not you?" There was a drawing of a portrait of a woman identical to you. It was done by Sir Maldor all those years ago when he had you. "That's not me, look at her nose. Too big." You shook your head in sorrow sarcastically. "Damn shame, she could have been a looker." The man turned the pages further. You could make out a few pages, they were covered in scribbles and diagrams. 'Fuck..' You thought to yourself as you again remembered back to those many years ago when you were captured, dissected, and tortured. You wanted to shake so bad, but that would give you away. You knew you had to play it cool, even with the PTSD creeping up. "Well, if this isn't you then how is the serum working?" Your eyes went wide. "Serum..?" You knew the serum from those awful times but they weren't as powerful as this was feeling. Cindy laughed, "The serum that has a Djinn's blood mixed with a dark Djinn's blood." Your neck pulsated more. You scarily brought your bound hands up to your neck. You could feel the veins pulsating outward. "Ah, yes. You're understanding now. While you have escaped my Grandfather and Father, you won't escape me. You see, his serum was less potent, this one will wear you out for weeks... the poison seeping further into your system. You know, it's my father you should thank for this serum, he spent his whole life searching for you. To get revenge, to get the wishes you stole from my grandfather." Your mind was racing, you aren't getting out of this playing oblivious. With rage starting to fill you for the pain his family caused and for the pain Cindy caused. Once again you have been betrayed by a close friend. How does this keep happening? You are never going to give them your wishes. "You aren't going to get them. They were  never your Grandfathers, your Fathers, or yours." The man glared at you as he ordered his men to pull you up off the ground. He stepped closer and put his hands around your neck. You felt your windpipe starting to get cut off.  "You are going to tell me exactly why they aren't mine. I was born to have those wishes, to become a King." You winced as he tightened his hold on your neck. "You listen here. If you don't give me those wishes, I'm going to hurt all those poor orphaned kids, Just like I did to your pet carpet." Your eyes widened as you gulped, "What did you do to Carpe." You gasped out as tears filled your eyes. Cindy pulled out scissors, "He's out of service, a bit cut up at the moment." Once again your closest friend has died. Your right eye let out a tear as you wined, "And these... We know these are your weapons... but they are a bit drab." She said as she held up two swords. 'No. Not them too.' Your world started collapsing again. "From all the stories I've read in his grandfather's book, they are magnificent swords when wielded by you but are mere nothing by another." Cindy walked closer nearing your heaving body, the man's hand tightening around your throat. "You thought I was your friend, how nieve of you. So, this is what you are going to do. You're going to give him two wishes, and the final will be for me." You tighten your lips and then spat in her face. "Go to hell." You harshly said as your neck throbbed. Cindy wiped her face from the spit, "You're going to regret that." The once-thought-of-friend took out a small dagger and cut the strings that created the X against your chest. The top slid down showing your breasts. The girl started carving into your chest, the first cut was deep and ragged. You held your lips shut so as to not scream while the man still held onto your neck with his hand. The cut oozed not Red, but Blue blood, "Lookie here, it's just as the book read. Blue blood to prove that you are indeed what we suspected." You closed your eyes trying to bring Magic to you, trying to use some of your abilities, but without your weapons and this serum weakening you it was quite difficult. Cindy cut more into your (s/c) soft skin, "You're now going to tell me how to get our wishes or I'll keep cutting." You gave her a dirty look and started to speak, "Do what you must." Cindy wasn't pleased with this answer, her cat eyes glared at you back. "We'll see about that." She angrily replied as she turned around and grabbed a whip from one of the men. "Turn her around." The man let go of your throat causing you to harshly cough as the airway was now gathering more air than you previously had. You were turned around and roughly shoved down onto your knees as you grasped your throat. 'This is my last chance to get away' raggedly you spoke to get Cindy's attention. "Wow, turn me around? You don't want to see my face. That's pathetic of you." The girl growled, "Get her up!" She pushed the man back and grabbed you by the neck, "I'm going to beat you until you're nearly dead. Then we'll see how willing you are to talk." You smirked, "So much rage in such a tiny thing." You head-butted her, your bare breasts bouncing up and down. You knew that Cindy had a bad temper and was more talk than physical abilities. While she became enraged by your statement, Cindy moved the man who was much larger and stronger than the small-framed Cindy. While she got up in your face, you took the opportunity and put your hand around the whip. Once you headbutted Cindy you pulled the whip away from her and used it to lash the man who previously held you, causing a big gash across his face. He fell down screaming holding his face. Another man yelled at you, "HEY! Do anything else and these swords go overboard." You looked at him for a hot second and he panicked, dropping the swords. "NO!" You said as you jumped off the carpet after them, still bound at the wrists. You looked back up as you fell, "I guess this wasn't the best answer either." You moved your body in a way to be more arrow-dynamic to reach the swords when your neck pulsated again. You crunched your body up as a reaction. You winced and started to see doubles, "No, I can't pass out now.." You started losing consciousness when you heard screams from above where you once were. 'This is it I guess. It's been a good run.' You were expecting to hit the water when you were suddenly swept upward. It took you a second to gather what had happened, you were now in someone's arms. You looked up and saw a man who you've come to know. "Oh, it's you." You said as you relaxed into his embrace, "You've come to arrest me?" Sinbad who was in his Baal equip laughed, "Not currently. I've come to save a girl who was falling out of the sky." You weakly smiled as your eyes closed, "Did you see where my swords went." You said quietly, and he smiled. "Yes. We were able to retrieve those before they fell into the ocean." You hummed, "Thank you." You suddenly squirmed in his arms as you grimace, "Ah!" You bellowed, grabbing for your neck that started turning Purple, pulsating further. "(Y/n)! I need you to stay with me!" Sinbad said as your head started spinning. "(Y/n)!"