17th century, France. There are 2 beasts lurking among the forest. Vampires: immortal, bloodsucking demons, who are very hard to kill, and werewolves, 7 foot tall half human, half wolf creatures. Both are very dangerous to mankind. To one girl, she wished they were gone. Years ago, as a little girl, Belle was living a happy life with her parents in a farm. Maurice was still enlisted as a crackpot by villagers nearby. But his wife and 2 daughters always believed him. One evening, Belle and her mother were tending to the chickens. Belle giggled t the chicken noises they made, which made her mother laugh. "Mommy? When will daddy come back?" asked Belle. "Tomorrow morning." Her mother replied. After feeding, Belle notices the pigs playing in the mud. Wanting to have some fun, Belle ran for the mud.
"Belle, where are you going?" asked her mother. Belle jumped and fell on the pig mud, scaring the pigs. Belle's mother gasped and ran to her. "Belle, you're so dirty. It's gonna take FOREVER to clean you up." Belle just laughed, which made her mother want to laugh as well.
Later that night, they were sitting on a rocking chair, preparing to read a bedtime story. Maurice was still away, due to the science fair. "Okay, Belle. I'm gonna tell you a legend." Her mother said. "Yay! Storytime." Belle replied. "Okay! Here. Deep within the woods, there is a man born with a curse, to become a vicious creature called a Werewolf. Against his own will, he began eating unlucky people at night." She began. "Will that man be killed?" "I'm getting there. No one knows why the man was cursed, or what happens, but legend says that he may still be lurking within the woods, to this day." Her mother explained. "Wow. That's not real, right?" Belle asked. "No, baby. It's fake. Its legend." Belle sighed in relief.
Then they heard wild noises coming from the barn. Pigs and chickens were squealing in panic. "What's going on?" asked Belle. Belle's mother was scared as well. "No matter what, STAY INSIDE, ok?" she asked. "Yes, mommy." "Good." Belle's mother went outside, and grabbed a machete. Sneaking outside, she went to the pen, and stared in horror. One of the pigs was eaten, and there were footsteps of some unknown animal. "Come out! Show yourself!" She shouted, wanting to feel more brave. Following the footsteps, she saw they lead into the woods. "Oh no." she said. She turned to run back inside, but a roar stopped her. She turned around, to see a large figure standing in the entrance to the woods. It was an 8 foot tall, humanoid figure, with the head of a wolf. And it was growling.
Belle's mother was in shock, but soon snapped out of it when it roared. She screamed and grabbed the machete in defense. When the creature ran for her, she swiped the machete at the thing, causing the silver to touch the werewolf skin, severly burning it. Belle, went outside to see what was going on, and covered her mouth in fear. The creature growled at Belle's mother, and ran towards her again. She prodded the machete at the thing, but it swiped it off her hands. Belle's mother was pinned to the floor.
She screamed and looked away, not wanting to see the teeth, as it pierced the flesh of her throat. She screamed louder in pain, and used her hands to try and push it away, even trying to punch the thing. Flesh torn apart, and bits of bones cracking, and she screamed one more time, before falling limp. Belle was in shock. The werewolf roared into the night, and carried the body to the forest. "MOMMY!" Belle called, but the creature ignored her. Belle ran back inside, and went to her bed. Her mom is gone. This incident traumatized her for life, and for many years to come.