THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME 3: FROLLO'S REVENGE
~Chapter One~
Blast from the Past
Maria de Anglo was a complicated woman. Standing 5 feet 9 , she was a tall and menancing person who nobody could stand up to. Her hair was a dark grey and flowed down her back. Her shoulders were broad and strong, her arms long and lanky and her red dress touching her feet. Her hazel eyes gleamed with a type of insanity and evil you'd see in a cobra before it lungs for the kill. Her malicious smile was enough to haunt the dreams of the strongest of men.
Ever since she was born, Maria was raised to be a devout catholic and to know right from wrong. Maria, however, believed that the world could only be completely pure if the good christian souls waged war on the sinners. She used to be a nun before she was kicked out of the monastery for her insane beleifs.
And by bad luck, Maria entered Paris on horseback in the same life time of Quasimodo. Looking around her, Maria could see the gypsies entertaining and the beggars begging. She was disgusted and took time out of her journey to yell at a gypsy child. Maria's destination was the palace of justice. She was going there to talk with Claude Frollo, an old accquantince of hers. They shared the idea that gypsies were not human- they were scum.
"I would like to speak to Claude Frollo please" Maria asked the guards , with an air of undeserved importance.
"Claude Frollo?...mam, he's been dead for 9 years" The guard said grimly.
"Insolent fool! How dare you lie about a prophet of God! I will see that you are suspended of your duties!" yelled Maria pointing her finger at the guard judgementally.
"Mam, it's a long story but I'll tell you what I know. Frollo was trying to wipe out the gypsies but in his attempts, fell from the towers of Notre dame" the guard said, trying his hardest to remember.
"He fell?! HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH LIES!" Maria screamed, veins throbbing in her neck "I will make sure Frollo has you whipped for this!"
And with that, she stormed into the Palace and up to Frollo's hall. The guard followed behind her with a mixed feeling of annoyance and curiousity. Maria flung the doors open and looked around the long hall. She could see the fire place undereath the enormous wooden cross and the window looking out onto the city.
"Frollo? Are you in here?!" Maria called, looking around.
"Mam, for the last time, he's dead!" The guard said firmly "And in all honesty, good riddance..."
The guard left and Maria was fuming.
"You little maggot! How dare you say that! Are you a gypsy or a gypsy enabler? ! GET BACK HERE!" bellowed Maria.
That night, Maria spent her time by the fireplace with a warm rug and some bread and wine just like in the last supper. Maria was saddened by Frollo's death and found it hard coming to terms with his death.
"I can't believe he dies while those fools in the streets live! I'd give anything to bring him back...then I could purify this wretched city! Even join the devil!"
Suddenly the fire flickered and then it completely exploded. Flames shot out and around the room. Maria screamed and flung herself to the floor to avoid being burnt. At the far corner of the room, a shadow of a man appeared and the flames shot towards him and when they hit it, took form. It began morphing itself into...Frollo.
"F...Frollo?" Maria was stunned.
"Maria, it's good to see you" Frollo said cynically "I'm glad you came, I have a little proposition for you".
"Well...what is it? And what is all this fire?! They said you were dead" Maria cried.
"Indeed I was. While trying to rid Paris of the gypsies, I let my adopted "son" mingle with them. He developed a interest in that wretched gypsy Esmeralda and well...I fell to my death" Frollo bared his teeth in anger, then looked up at Maria and smiled wickedly "But you can help me...help me purify this hell hole! All you have to do is promise me your soul".
"What?! Promise you my..."
"Listen, I cannot do any harm to the gypsies if I remain in this form. I need to have a "host" body. This can be acheived" Frollo said as he pulled out a red gem necklace with black chains "If you were this, your living soul with be shared with my dead one. That will give you increased skills (as long as you wear it) and me the abillity to do physical harm".
Maria smiled evilly "That does sound good...but what if I die or fail?"
"Well...if you die, we'll be both be sent back to hell and that is what I intend to avoid. And that will also happen if we fail...but if we succeed, I will be brought back and we can enjoy Paris together without the gypsies! So...what do you say?"
"If I do this...I could go to hell" Maria said nervously.
"Well yes...but think of ME. I've been trapped down there for 9 years! 9 years I've been waiting for someone to summon my spirit. Are you going to disappoint me Maria?" Frollo snarled.
"Very well I'll do it!" Maria grabbed the necklace and placed it around her neck. The gem glowed a dark red and shot out red beams of light which made the room around them seem so much bigger. Maria began changing, her nails grew sharper, her pupils became smaller and she became more beautiful in the sense of a temptress. Frollo became a human again although his black and purple robes were substituted by dark red and black robes.
"Pefect Maria" Frollo said as he walked to the window and gazed out to Notre dame. "Now we're ready...but first I need you to do me a little...acting"