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

✵People Disappear✵

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You held your swords toward the man who now had his unsheathed. "Calm down, now miss." He said as your head wrung again. "I just want to go home.." You cried out as the room started to spin, the man continued toward you. "I SAID STAY AWAY!" You said as your sword clashed against his, you both exchanged a few swings until you shouted, "BACK!" your sword lit up, once it met against his he was thrown back against the wall with an energy ball full of light. You blinked a few times and put the swords in your sheath on your back. 'I can't remember... why can't I remember... I just want to go home.' You stumbled out of the room slowly making your way down the hall. Your hands brushed against the wall to help keep you up, 'Your home is gone.' (Y/n) heard the voices again, "Stop talking!" You said as you walked into a table causing the vase of flowers to fall on the ground. You stopped and rubbed your eyes, "I need to see it again, I need to see him again. I don't remember what it all looked like. It's fading." You noticed to your right there was a set of doors with a sign that said 'The Royal Library' you quickly and harshly made your way through the doors. You looked around, you went to a set of books and tossed through them, spanning pages at a time. "(Y/n), I'm going to need you to come with us." A voice was heard, you looke behind you briefly, "Oh, it's you again..." You turned back around and tossed through another book labeled 'The End of the First World'. Sinbad was standing at the entrance of the Library with Ja'far, Sharrkan, Alibaba, Morgiana and Aladdin. "I must insist Ms. (Y/n), you are very sick." You wave your hand tossing another book to the ground, "I have to see it. I.. I don't remember what it looks like." You said with a cracked voice, your eyesight slightly blurring. Sinbad moved closer, "See what?" You dropped a book and turned ever so slightly, "My Home." You wobbled as you stepped back, "With my eyes, power of light show me what I desire." Your eyes lit up again, light emitting to multiple locations. Books started flying through the air, "What the hell!" Sinbad yelled as the group all ducked at the books falling around. You gulped as Sinbad lunged for you and grabbed you. "NO! Let me go.. I have to find it. I need to see my Home again. I just want to go home.." You said as you cried into the strong man's arms. "I can only see the horror, I need to see its beauty. I need to see him!" Sinbad held you as your head pounded, "It's okay, (Y/n)." Sinbad held you tighter as he looked at a book on the ground. Its page was flipped open to a drawing of what the author thought Alma Torran once looked like. Sinbad turned back to the group who all were watching wearily. Aladdin walked closer, "Is your Home Alma Torran?" You winced and grabbed your head, "A very long time ago." Moments later Yamraiha came running in. "Is she okay!" Alibaba rubbed the back of his head, "I think she's really gone crazy! She thinks she's from Alma Torran." You were going in and out of consciousness, once you were present again you looked up at Aladdin who was now next to you and Sinbad holding the book. "You have his aura you know? If I hadn't known, I'd thought you were him." Aladdin looked at her with knitted eyebrows, "And who would that be?" You laugh lightly, "Solomon of course." You closed your eyes again, "He disappeared just as my memories of my home have. That's all that happens when you live for so long. It all disappears." Alibaba shrieked, "How old are you lady!" Morgiana nudged him, "You don't ask a woman that!" Yamraiha looked at Aladdin, "Is she telling the truth?" Aladdin looked at her with weary eyes, "Yes." Sinbad lifted you up off the ground, holding you bridal style once again. "Ja'far, we have to find a cure to this, go study the journal. I'll watch after (Y/n) for the rest of the night." Ja'far nodded, "Please be carful Sin, I know she's sick, but she has magic. It could be dangerous." Sharrkan nodded, "Watch those damn swords! She knocked me out good with those, they carry magic as well." You were now fully unconscious as the rythmic walking of Sinbad became a lullaby to you. Morgiana gasped, "Wait." She walked up to your body and lifted your sleeve, "She has a mark." Sinbad looked down, "What kind of mark." Morgiana's eyes began to sting. "It's the mark that was given to slaves, it brands them. It tells you who their owner is, what species they are, and their bloodline." Alibaba looked at the mark, "You said was?" Morgiana nodded, "It went out of style when they started trading. They couldn't keep branding them with new owners and species were starting to mix." Yamraiha looked at the brand, "This looks old. The language is a dead language as well..." Sinbad repositioned you in his arms as they started down the hallway. 

                                                                                                     

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