A/N: Hello. This is my first Fanfic about Buttercup, so
Buttercup stared at the messenger. She could not believe what was being said to her.
Or rather, she could not comprehend.
"Miss…? Are you okay?" he asked her, shifting nervously from foot to foot.
Buttercup blinked, and straightened out her expression. She showed no emotion, nothing whatsoever.
Nothing but a pain that cut her so deeply it would leave a wound that would bleed for the rest of her life.
She went over what was being told to her on that fateful day.
She still remembered what the messenger had said to her in the softest of tones.
"The ship Revenge has been attacked. No one was left alive."
Her Westley had been on that ship.
It had been 5 years since the messenger had delivered the news. Buttercup was still nothing but a shell without a habitant.
She looked up as hooves sounded in the distance.
There on a black horse rode the Prince, come for a reason unknown to Buttercup.
"Hello, fair maiden." Prince Humperdinck said to Buttercup, riding up to her with a wide smile on his face.
"Hello." Buttercup said in a monotonous voice. The sound of a dead soul.
"I have come to choose my wife. You have been chosen as you are the most beautiful in the country of Florin." Declared Prince Humperdinck.
The startled but unhappy girl looked up, showing nothing but the sorrow she had carried for five long years.
"I cannot love you." She said, a light breeze blowing her hair around.
Prince Humperdinck simply looked at her and hopped off his horse.
"But you still must marry me. I promise, you will grow to love me."
Buttercup bowed her head and allowed the pigheaded Prince to help her onto his horse.
And she was to be wed.
Ok so that's the first part. I might add to her life before she gets kidnapped, but I don't know.
-EvilmindedchilD