A/N: This is just a my take on the perfect Beauty and the Beast, starring our beautiful Emma, and super super hott Killian Jones. Inspired by me listening to "Monster" by Imagine Dragons nonstop. (Go listen to it) AU
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. I can't even imagine what I would do with Hook if I did ;)
I get the feeling ,just because,
Evertyhing I touch isn't dark enough.
(Imagine Dragons: Monster)
~Prologue~
Once upon a time in a far away land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. He had all his heart could possibly ever desire, his beautiful Milah, his vast expanse of riches; he was happy.
Until tragedy struck.
His dear Milah, struck with a heart attack, left him.
He was alone. Utterly. Completely.
His servants began to see a difference in their young master. His eyes grew dark with the shadows of his past, and his heart grew colder than the Northern Plains. At night they could hear him screaming out, in gut-wrenching agony, and cold-blooded fury. They began to fear the boy the had used to love.
One winter's night, an old beggar woman came to his grand palace doors. "Sir," she implored, "buy a rose, a beautiful rose, and help a woman in pain."
He sneered down at the intruder of his solitude. He turned the woman away, unfulfillment and discomfort surging through his cold, empty heart, until he heard her voice again.
"Sir," again, though this time more admonishing, as though talking to a naughty child.
Killian took her tone as a knife. He was no naughty child! He was a broken man, could she not see that?
He snarled at her. "Leave my home."
"Do you not see the beauty of the rose."
"I see beauty in nothing."
"Beauty is found within."
He raised his furious eyes to the old woman, warning her once again to leave.
She smiled sadly. She began to shed her skin. It looked quite painful to Prince Killian, but he was too astonished at her new form to care for her pain. Before him stood a beautiful woman, an Enchantress, the well known Regina.
Regina was known for her curses. She only cursed those she deemed worthy, but the curses were indeed nothing a person should wish upon another person.
He begged her to reconsider, give him another chance! But the wretchedly beautiful woman had seen enough, had seen no love in his heart.
As punishment, she turned his staff into wisps, and him into a hideous monster. Not an animal, mind you. She turned him inside out. She took the broken, scarred-ness that was his self to create a broken, scarred form, covered in scars, deformities, bags, and she left him.
But not before she handed him the rose, explaining to him that the fragile flower was his redemption. If he could find someone to love him, she explained, before the last petal fell, he would be restored to his natural self. If he could find only people like him, people who found no beauty in the broken, he was forever doomed to remain a monster.
She left him.
He stared at his rose, held in a sickly, shaking hand. He saw no redemption in the intricate folds of the flower. He saw only his fate, his fate as a terrible monster, for who could ever love a monster?
He looked to the moon and screamed, he howled, he screeched, he cried, he gave the most hideous, tortured cries he could.
His staff, now wisps of longing and sadness, watched as their master embraced the monster he had become.
A/N:
I have some great plans to make this a multichapter fic, and will stay close to the well known story, but will add my own things. Like he's not an animal, because I couldn't understand how Belle could fall in love with an actual animal. So he's just an infortunate looking fellow.
Stick with me, the first few chapters are pretty much just the setting and getting familiar with characters, but I'll try to make it interesting. :)
So send some reviews my way, if you so desire, because they fill my muses, and also my heart haha.
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Lots of Love ~Mrs Killian Jones: Pureblood