Sorry guys, I've been in such a dark place that I couldn't help but start a lot earlier on the story. It's dark, gothic, (think of it like a Tim Burton sort of thing, you'll see). It's kinda how I'm feeling, so why not put my dark, depressed foul mood into writing. So here it is, my First Gothic Fairy Tale.

Brianna belongs to Yoko Onima (kinda don't care if I spelled it wrong right now. Hope you're feeling better and...never mind...don't wanna hurt your feelings.)

A girl in a dark purple cloak giggles as she collecting purple leaves from the ground, she smiled brightly even as a pair of eyes watched her through the bushes. It was Fall as the sun shined over the darkened land. The dead leVes fell. covering the ground in their brightly colors of red, gold, orange, burgundy and her favorite...purple.

"Isn't this a nice collection...don't you like purple?" She asked to the teddy bear in her arms, "I love purple too...Mommy said that purple is the best color of all times. Can you imagine Mina, a tea with the color of purple?" There was a little cold breeze as the sun shined high above, the girl hugged the cloak around her arms, sheltering herself from the breeze, she hears more twigs breaking, "Looks like we have a ghost in our presence...a ghost." She turned around and waved at the figure in the bush.

It figure hunched over as if ready to escape

"No wait...don't go...you can wollected collected purple leafy with me."

Back in a cottage, Blossom's mom was sending another customer secretly on their way, "Please, come back if the cough continues." She whispered gently.

The customer gave her some money and left, just as another customer came in, a smaller one, wearing a black hooded cloak.

"Oh Brianna, you scared me, here to see Blossom and Belle? "Blossom's mom turned around and said gently, "Blossom! Belle! Brianna is here!"

"I'm not here for them," She revealed her hood and revealed her white braided ponytail, she moved her cloak, and revealed to be holding a jar, "Granny needs more of your potion."

"Oh yes, of course." Blossom's mom grabbed the jar, "So how are you feeling? I know its been tough-"

Brianna looked sadly at the ground, when she was suddenly hugged and ambushed by Blossom, who wore a pinkish red hooded cloak, "Hello there Brianna, I'm so happy you finally came, it's been so boring out here."

"Blossom? Where is Belle?" Blossom's mom asked.

"I kinda thought she was down here?"

"Oh no, she must be outside again...Blossom...you must find her and get her back in here at once. It's way too dangerous."

"But we're in the woods-"

"Oh no...what am I thinking, you shouldn't go either. I'll have to go." Blossom's mom waved her hand and her dark red hooded cloak draped over her, "You two, don't open the door for no one. If soldiers come, I want you to hide, understand. What could Belle be thinking...Oh never mind...I forgot...the child barely focuses on one task, " Her mother was out the door, "She is an enchantress' Child. The King would love to execute those."

Back to the Forest...

Belle was kneeling in front of the bushes, "Why don't you come out? Come out and play. We could have tea time." She giggled wildly as magic poured from her fingers.

She smiled brought brightness to this dark land, she looked at her teddy bear, "Mina, you said you must be shy. I know, "Belle runs off and comes back with a bonquet of Forget me nots, she places it in front of the hole, "Aren't they pretty...Mommy got them for me...they're called Forget me nots. And they're the prettiest shade of Burple...its a color I made up...meaning Blue and purple. She said they're good if you have forget things. Mommy taught me our to make them last for a long long time." She giggles again as she sprinkled her magic over them, "We should introduce ourselves...I'm Belle and I like pumpkins..." She waited, with her head tilted to the left, revealing her burnt scar over her right eye, "I would always love a doll with a pumpkin...that would be teastic...Mina...said I'm talking too much...she's just a meanie, but Mommy gave her to me."

There was another cold breeze, this one was strong, that it blew her cloak away, "Hey, come back. Wait!" She chased after cape...until it landed in the lake,"Mina...you can't swim. It's too cold...Mommy said Daddy left her that cape...I can't leave it...silly...Mommy would be sad if I left it...Where is Mr. Sticky Stick. Mina...don't worry.." Belle put Mina down and stood over a small ledge just over the lake. She was slowly inching.

"Almost...there."Her fingertips almost gasped it when...she leaned too far...and her magic that kept her steady...faded as she lost focus and something from the corner of her eye...shiny and silver...

Belle fell into the lake...