So I just finished watching Beauty & The Beast for like the hundredth time, and I'm going to write a fic about it. With our dear Kevin of course.

Once upon a time in a far away land, a young hunter lived a beautiful life, was surrounded by a loving town and lived in a beautiful estate. It made his day to hunt in the day and drink in the evenings. But even though he had everything that his heart desired, the hunter was selfish and unkind. It wasn't always this way. It was because of how he was treated as a child. With his mother being murdered by wolves and his selfish father abusing him until his death from alcohol poisoning. His crap life made him this way. It made the strong and determined hunter unkind to all.

But then, on on cold winters night when the blizzard was blowing hard enough to know down trees, an old beggar woman came to the castle. She carried a small bouquet of roses and told the hunter that her name was Nana Rose. She was dripping wet from the snow and her old wrinkled skin had turned read from the freezing cold air outside. She offered the hunter her beautiful bouquet of roses in exchange for a night's stay at the castle.

Sickened by the sight of her old skin, hair and body, the hunter recoiled at the flowers and turned Nana Rose away. Nana Rose begged for a second time to the hunter, but was denied again. She then told him that the hunter shouldn't be deceived by what is on the outside, for beauty is found within when you look deep enough. Nana Rose begged for shelter for a third time, but the hunter dismissed her once more. Throwing her roses back in her face and slamming his estate door shut. Nana Rose knocked on the door once more and when the hunter opened it, her oldness and ugliness melted away almost instantly before the hunter to reveal a beautiful enchantress with bright blonde hair with a cherry red stripe.

The hunter begged for forgiveness, seeing her for who she truly was. But she dismissed his apologizes as he had dismissed her begs for shelter. For Nana Rose had been shown the hunter's true nature and the fact was that he had absolutely no love in his heart.

Not even a single drop.

As punishment for his selfishness, Nana Rose placed a spell on him. Transforming his beautiful outer appearance into something rugged and distasteful. His skin turned from it's beautiful pale to a dark grey. Cracks, small and big, covered his body and surrounded him. He looked as if he was made of old, cracking cobblestone. The hunter screamed in pain, begging for a second chance, Begging to changed back. Begging for forgiveness. He said that he would do anything to be changed back to the way he has.

But Nana Rose refused him and placed a spell on the village where he lived. The hunter begged her to live the innocent people alone, but she ignore him. Their village became hidden in the forest, covered with vines so that no one, no matter how much skill they had, could find them. Nana Rose left the estate and the hunter was left alone. Ashamed of his disgusting appearance, he locked himself inside of the large estate, with three gifts from Nana Rose.

First, a magic mirror. His only window to the outside world that he could no longer return to. And with a beautiful black and gold cobra snake, who was locked inside of a beautiful crystal glass case. The snake too had been enchanted, which would shed multiple times for a whole year, when the cobra would die. If the hunter could find any kind of love for anyone, and earn their love in return by the time the snake shed it's skin on last time, the spell cast on him and on his village would be broken. If not, the hunter would have to remain how he looked for the rest of his life.

The hunter fell into a deep dark depression. He had lost hope that he would ever be who he was again. Look at his face and all that he had done. No one could love someone with his ugly face, skin and behavior. Who could ever learn to love someone like him?

Four Months Later...

Far, far away from the village of the hexed hunter, was the small town of Riverdale. It was filled with people, who lived their lives the same way every single day. They woke up, they spoke, they smiled, they told secrets, they lied, they cheated, they ate, they slept. The same thing every single day. If you wanted to live in that town. That's what you had to. And it was something that the town's most handsome young man, Kevin Keller, hated.

He hated doing the same thing every single day. He hated having to exist in this town where you had to do everything the same way. He hated living in a town where no one would be able to have a fun time or risk being different or risk doing something. His small town of Riverdale was everything that he hated. He hated living inside of Riverdale.

Kevin longed for adventure. For life outside of the town filled with lies and secrets. A life where he could be free to do whatever he wanted. He couldn't get in Riverdale. No one could get that in Riverdale. Not even Kevin. For him, his days in the small provincal town were almost always spent inside. Where he would be, according to his father, safe and sound from the terrible things that lived outside of the town. Or, on special days like this, where he could actually leave the large home that his father often locked him in, he would wrap himself in a cloak and find himself outside of the house and walking down the road. Kevin thought that this town was beautiful and that there were plenty of great people and kind characters, he just wished that they didn't find him so odd.

Everytime he walked through the cobblestone streets of Riverdale, even as he did now, people would look at him and whisper. They would whisper about how he dressed in bright blue or any bright color. They would whisper about how he never courted a female before. They would always whisper about something. Kevin wished that they would learn to mind their damn business. Kevin strolled into the bustling town and pushed himself past the many many people that were doing their daily tasks. There were people selling food, yelling at one another, enjoying a stroll. Everyone's day was beginning that day. Everyone was starting another day in Riverdale.

Kevin walked down the road and made is way into the small and only bookshop inside of the small town. "Pop?" he called out.

"Oh! I was hoping that you'd be able to come out today!" called an old man from the back of the shop. The shop filled Kevin with warmth. It always smelled like vanilla mixed with leather and the shelves were filled with glorious books. So many adventures Kevin wished to take part in. Kevin pulled back the hood of his cloak and walked deeper inside the shop. Pop, the wonderful old man that owned the shop, came out from behind a shelf. Dust covering his small glasses. Kevin went inside of his basket and pulled out a small loaf of bread.

"Cinnamon loaf?" he offered. Pop smiled and took the loaf of breakfast bread.

"Thank you Kevin. Anything you're looking for? Where'd you visit last night?"

"Oh I visited this beautiful Spanish kingdom and I ran through the streets exploring everything that the kingdom had to offer." Kevin said with a huge smile on his face. Pop smiled with him. It made him happy to see someone enjoying reading as much as he did.

"Well what is it that you are looking for this time around?" Pop asked.

"I was just stopping by to say hello. And maybe see if you have any new adventures for me to try?" Kevin said.

"Maybe. I just got this one in all the way from Paris." the older man said, passing the book to Kevin. Kevin smiled wisely and rubbed his fingers over the spine. He hugged the book close to his chest. He was about to open his mouth to ask for a price, but Pop held out his hand. "Take it. Free of charge."

"I couldn't do that to you Pop. I know how much you need to keep the shop open."

"Nonesense. Nonesense. Anything for my favorite customer." Pop said, patting Kevin's shoulder. Kevin waved to Pop and walked back out to the town. Small flakes of snow had begun to fall. He pulled up his hood with a smile. He skipped down the streets, putting his new book inside of his basket. He made his way down the streets of the town to make it back to his home, where he would curl up with the book and just be alone again. As he turned to take the dirt road back home, he heard the sound of loud horse hooves approaching. He turned, as did most of the other villagers.

"Look!" cried a young girl. "The hunters! They're back!"

Kevin rolled his eyes and started to make his way back up the road. Their town had a small group of hunters that roamed the woods surrounding them. They would go out every fortnight and bring back rabbits or any big animal so that the village could share a huge meal. Kevin never attended. Because he hated one of the hunter's behavior in particular. And that his father was also the head hunter. It made him feel unwelcome. Kevin started to pick up the pace as he started walking towards his home when he heard the excited cheers of the villagers. He did not want to see his father or that hunter. But of course, he was noticed.

"Kevin!"

Kevin cursed himself and stopped in the road. He adjusted his hood and turned to meet the face of the hunter with a handsome face, but terrible behavior. Arrogant, annoying Reginald Mantle. Reggie was one of the best hunters aside from Kevin's father. He was great with his bow, his blunderbuss and his ax. But all of the attention made him to be full of himself. He looked out to Kevin with a grin on that annoyingly handsome face of his. "Kevin Keller, how great to see my future husband again."

Kevin rolled his eyes and Reggie took his hand and kissed his knuckles. Reggie thought that Kevin was the most beautiful man in the town. And in his primeval mind, beautiful deserved beautiful. He would constantly propose to Kevin on the days that he was outside of the "safety" of his large home.

Kevin yanked his hand back gently to adjust the top of his hood. "Reggie, you and I are not engaged."

"But we will be as soon as you say yes to me." Reggie added with a sly grin that made Kevin want to get physically violent.

"I wonder how many more millennia that will take." Kevin said under his breath as Reggie pulled something from his pack. He held out the skinned fur of a white rabbit. The sight of it made Kevin want to kick him in the throat. Animals were his favorite thing other than books. He used to have a dog when he was younger. She died though. Ever since her death, Kevin hated the mutilation of animals. He took the small fur in his hands though.

"A gift to keep my sweetheart warm." Reggie said, moving forward and pressing a kiss onto his cheek. Kevin instantly moved away. "Perhaps you shall wear it to the huge feast we are hosting tonight. We caught the largest swine like creature."

Kevin swallowed. Hard. "That is a... very kind offer. But I'd rather be at home."

"That's exactly where you should be."

Kevin and Reggie turned and watched as the town's head hunter, Tom Keller, approached the two. Kevin adored his father, but he was often way to overprotective of him. Hence the staying inside their estate thing. Kevin put a smile on his face none the less. "Father!" he cried.

Kevin moved over and was welcomed into his father's open embrace. Tom rubbed his son's back ,happy to see him none the less. They parted and Kevin was met with his father's warm grin. "I thought that you were going to stay in the estate?"

"Father, everyone needs fresh air from time to time." Kevin said.

"And it's time well spent if you're here with me." Reggie added, adjusting his tuft of hair. Tom looked back at his son.

"Well... are you going to stay for the feast tonight before I go out?"

"Go out? Go out where?" Kevin asked.

"I'm not going far. Just simple hunting training. Seeing what I can see and hear and testing my dagger aim." Tom explained. "There's no reason to stress."

"Uh huh." Kevin said with a nod. "You know what, I think I'm gonna go. It's a bit too... unseasonable for me. I'll be heading back to the estate. Nice to see you again Reggie. I'll see you at home father... hopefully."

Kevin turned away from them and walked up the road to his estate. He really... really wanted to get out of this town.