'The Monster of Notre Dame'
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not ANYTHING, No Plot, no Characters, no Music (if any)
Warning: Does not follow the exact plot, plus Kat's creepiness added!
~Prologue~
The loud bells echoed through the city of Paris, the sun slowly arising over the buildings and bring the city to life. People awoke to the sound of the loud metal instruments coming from the large church, the church known as Notre Dame. The people of Paris, France slipped from their beds and began their daily lives.
Not far from the church were a stand and a white-masked man with a short spiked hair and colorful green, gold, and red suit. He looked out his small stage at all the children who admired his morning show, usually involving his puppet named after his favorite hero from the Greek Myths. The man had brown hair, his skin was darkly tanned, he was tall, and he had a rather over joyous smile on his lips.
"Every morning we wake to the bells, the Bells of Notre Dame!" The man sang happily as he looked toward the church with a sweet smile. The three kids looked at him with wide eyes, listening to his accented voice tell them something they knew already.
"Listen, those beautiful noises, so many different sounds- so many colors of sounds, so many changing moods," The man said, smiling happily at the intrigued children. "And you know they do not ring by themselves," the man said, looking at the kids.
"They don't?" his puppet asked.
"No, Silly man, no- up there, high, high in the dark towers, lives the mysterious bell ringer," the man said, smiling as the kids giggled at the puppet's awkward voice. "Who is this creature?" the man asked his puppet and the kids.
"Who?" The puppet echoed in his annoying voice.
"What is he?" the male gypsy asked his crowd.
"What?" the puppet asked, mocking the man.
"How did he come to be there?" the man asked, looking at his puppet with half opened eyes.
"How?" his puppet mocked, only to get his small head flicked.
"Hush, Heracles, and Sadik will tell you," The gypsy named Sadik said before turning to the children. "I will tell you a tale, a tale of a man and a monster~" his voice said before turning into the song that reminded the children of disappearing wind.
"Dark was the night, near the docks of Notre Dame" Sadik said as he told the setting of this dark tale.~
A boat stopped at the docks near the large church, having two people step off the small canoe and onto the snow covered ground. The two people were both female gypsies, two light haired sisters. The eldest sister, a woman with short hair, was holding a bundle of something squirming and breathing. Both females had on long, dark colored, dresses with hoods to cover their hair and their pale faces. The other sister, a young girl, had long pale-blond hair that was easily seen sticking out of her dark blue hood.
The creature was crying in the woman's arms, hating the cold that surrounded them. The younger sister turned to her sister and glared at the child in her arms, not liking the loud screeching coming from the child.
"Shut it up, will you, sister?" the pale blond female scowled. "Or we will be spotted!" her voice was raised to make sure her sister heard her.
"Hush, little Vanya," the woman said to the tightly wrapped child, who kept crying in her arms. The man rowing the boat looked at the two gypsies with a glare, holing his hand out to the sisters.
"Three silver pieces for the safe passage into Paris, misses," the man said, wanting his money for risking his life for these two women.
"But a trap had been laid for the gypsies, and they turned to see a figure that was the very meaning of fear for their kind. A man as cold as the iron bells-"
"Judge Kirkland," The younger sister's scared voice said to her sister. The older sister held he baby close, feeling her body shake as she looked upon the man who was closing in on them. Guard had blocked all ways of getting out, covering the stairs that lead from the docks to Paris. A man on a horse, Judge Kirkland, was blocking on side, with guards behind them.
"Judge Arthur Kirkland saw corruption in every soul- every on except himself"
"Bring these damned wretches to the Palace of Justice," Judge Kirkland said to the guards, talking about the sisters. A guard grabbed and held the little sister, another tried to grab the older sister. The older woman moved and made the wrapped object visible to the judge and his guards.
"You there, what are you hiding?" the guard who tried to grab her asked, only to be answered by the heartless judge.
"Stolen good and profits, no doubt. Take them from her!" Kirkland ordered to the men.
Before the guards and her sister could register what happened the older woman dashed away and sprinted under the close bridge.
"….She ran…"
The woman ran though the alleyways and streets of Paris, only to be followed by Judge Kirkland on his horse. She moved as fast as she could, her chest hurting as she held her child close to her chest and ran through the snowy land that was much like her old home. She jumped iron fences, ran up stairs, and ended up closing in on the steps of the church, of Notre Dame.
She ran and screamed in her native tongue, though when she got to the door she began to pound on the door, screaming.
"Sanctuary! Please give us Sanctuary! Bud' laska!" She cried, though no one answered the door. Judge Kirkland came closer and she began to run away from the church, only to have Judge Kirkland grab the child and try to pull it away from her. She pulled, but was pushed and her head slammed on to the cold stone steps of Notre Dame. Kirkland saw blood spilling from an open wound on her head, though he did not care that the woman was dead.
Judge Kirkland looked at the wrapped object in his hand, shocked to see a child instead of stolen goods. Judge Kirkland's dark emerald green eyes widened in horror and shock at the child's face and body- never seeing something so scarred and horrifying.
"You are no child, but only a monster," Judge Kirkland said as he looked over at the dead woman, seeing she was gone. Judge Kirkland glared at the monster and then looked ahead, seeing a well not far from where his horse was standing. Judge Kirkland kicked his horse and the large beast walked forward, heading to the well to dispose of the baby. Judge Kirkland smirked as he got closer to the well- holding the baby out. He held the baby above the well and slowly the cloth that was wrapped it began to untwine.
"Stop!" screamed a voice, making Judge Kirkland pull his arm and the baby back. He turned to see two men coming running into the snowy weather, one picking up the dead gypsy and one walking over to him.
"Judge Kirkland, what in heavens name are you doing?" the priest in white robes asked the judge in crimson red robes.
"This is thing an unholy demon I am sending it back to hell, where it belongs," the foul judge said to the amber haired priest, who looked at him in horror.
"See there, in my Fratello's arms? See the innocent blood you have spilt on the sacred steps of Notre Dame?" the priest, Feliciano, asked with a pleading voice.
"I am guiltless, the vermin ran and I pursued her," Judge Kirkland said monotone, not looking at the dead body of the tall woman who was killed.
"And now, dear Judge, you would dare add this child's blood to your guilt?" Father Feliciano asked, still pleading for answers from the judge.
"My conscience is clear, Father," Judge Kirkland said with a glare to the holy man. Feliciano turned to his older brother and saw him entering the church with the body of the gypsy.
"You can lie to yourself, Judge Kirkland, but you can never lie or run from what you have done. The eyes that watch us, the eyes of Notre Dame have seen you and your actions," Father Feliciano said, pointing to Judge Kirkland with a glare.
"And for once, Kirkland felt a twinge of fear for his immortal soul…."
"What must I do, Father?" Judge Kirkland asked, looking at the priest.
"Care for the child, raise it as your own," Feliciano said with a stern look and tone to the Judge.
"What? I have to raise this monster?…" The Judge said before looking at the boy, only smirking slightly. "Very Well, but let it live within the church," Judge Kirkland said, smiling down at the amber haired man.
"Live here? Where?" Feliciano asked, shocked from the judge's answer.
"Anywhere, just keep him locked away- the bell tower perhaps? And who knows our Lord works in mysterious ways. Even this monster may be of use one day," Judge Kirkland said, smirking wickedly. 'For me.'
"And so, Kirkland gave child and dark hated name to those who ever heard it-Now here is a riddle to guess, my friends. Who is the monster and who is the man?" Sadik's voice said happily.
And so the Bells of the great church rang as the story that was told was twenty years old- and now the monster stood in his tower and pulled the long ropes to ring the loud iron bells. The large man, who was at least six' seven, pulled them and looked into the darkness as his violet eyes glared into nothing.
-Line Break-
Head cannon? WAS IST DAS!
Roles so far:
Clopin: Turkey: Sadik
Puppet: Greece: Heracles
Quasimodo: Russia: Ivan (Vanya)
Quasimodo's mother: Ukraine: Katyusha
Quasimodo's aunt/other gypsy (in movie): Belarus: Natalia
Frollo: England: Arthur Kirkland
The Priest(s): North and South Italy: Feliciano and Lovino
Who will be the other Characters? Please vote in your reviews!
Victor, Hugo, Laverne will be either:
A) Prussia, France, Spain (Gilbert, Francis, Antonio)
B) Lithuania, Estonia, Latvia (Toris, Eduard, Raivis)
Captain Phoebus:
A) Japan (Kiku)
B) Germany (Ludwig)
C) Denmark (Matthias)