A/N: So, a couple days ago, I was watching The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and figured out that I am obsessed with Frollo and his villainy wickedness. Sooooo, I decided to write a romance fanfic. Note: it will switch POV's from time to time, because that's just how I roll. Please remember to R&R! ^_^

Prologue

Falling, falling forever, into the pits of Hell. The sensation of letting everything go, and accepting reality. Accepting the fact that the chances of me going to Heaven are very slim. Not after all I'd done. A scream escaped my lungs, filled with rage and terror. The heat crawled up my skin, coming closer. Dear God, why me?

My robes: that's what saved me. My robes caught on one of the gargoyles in the tower I was a mere five feet from the molten fire. I swung up, got a better grip on the gargoyle, and slid sideways across the building, somehow going unnoticed. When I reached a safe area, I eased myself down to the ground. Safe from judgment.

Part of me wanted to finish the job I had started, but the other half told me to run, that I was no longer welcome in the city of Paris. I had to flee, where no one would find me. I was going to forestall my judgment as long as humanly possible. I guaranteed myself that there was no way I would ever come so close to death ever again. Hell and eternal damnation was just too frightening.

Before turning my back on my beloved city, I looked at it one last time, to see what I had done to it. I had practically burned it to the ground, all of it Hellfire. I had to get away, too many prying eyes.

I pulled my robes over my head, and left the city of Paris. Left Quasimodo. Left Phoebus. Left Esmeralda, the damned temptress. But I swear to God, I would return, and Paris would be mine again someday.

Someday.

Frollo's POV

One month later…

Why I didn't foresee the winter snow, I do not know. The wicked cold bit at my face, and my robes did little to help. I couldn't stop though. Not yet, anyways. I had to get as far from Paris as humanly possible. For one month, I walked, rode on wagons, without the owner's knowledge, of course. I had little money. Never mind. I had absolutely no money. I got food from the garbage, or wherever I could find some.

I groaned, as a gust of wind slapped me in the face. In the distance, I could see lights coming from a small village. Maybe I could find some sort of comfort in an alley, where two houses could block the winds from me.

As I approached the town, it seemed oddly quiet for a winter morning. They were at Mass. I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe I could go to this session. Just once. I hadn't been to church in a month.

I entered the church just in time, and knelt down, and began to pray rapidly for my immortal soul. Unfortunately, I was ill from spending so much out in the cold. I began coughing violently. People turned around and stared almost angrily. Embarrassed, I pretended not to see their glares. An hour later, my stomach began to rumble. I hadn't eaten for three days, and I was starving to the point where I was losing weight almost too quickly. Once, again, I received embarrassing stares. Ignore.

Once Mass was over, I rushed out of the church, too embarrassed to even look at anyone. I practically ran to the closest alley I could find, and then leaned against the wall, placing my head in my hands. I sobbed, until I felt a delicate hand on my shoulder.

I looked up, and saw myself staring into a pair of icy blue eyes. She was tall for a woman, with long blonde hair tied back, and pale skin. "Sir?" She asked, "Are you okay? Do you need help?"

I scoffed, how dare she ask me such a question! She must have noticed my disgust, because she instantly backtracked, "It's just that I saw you in church today, and you seem in desperate need of help. I-I have a home, and food, and medicine. I can care for you… if you are willing."

I snorted, "I don't need your help. Thank you very much." Saying this much caused me to go into a fit of raspy coughs. My body shook violently.

The woman shook her head, "You are in no position to turn down my offer." She helped me up, and placed one of my arms across her shoulder, and held me up. She took me to her house, where she layed me on the bed.

Darkness once again came, and I felt a falling sensation. I saw a star.

A/N: Soooo, I hope you liked this last chapter, because there are more to come. I probably won't update tomorrow because I have a golf game. WISH ME LUCK! So, please remember to review! ^_^