A/N: I've been inspired by the new 2017 movie, the French fairy tale and the 1991 Disney classic and I know I got another story but this one is not leaving me alone. So, I'm working on this and the other story "Beyond the Page." Also for now, italics is the narrator breaking the fourth wall and yes, the Beauty and the Beast music helped the writing process.

Summary: Two souls; one cursed to remain a beast for all time unless they learned to love while the other wishes to find acceptance in the world. Their paths soon cross and with the help of enchanted servants and realization that they are more alike than different. But can this form a love to break the cruel curse? It's a tale as old as time with a Rizzoli and Isles twist.

Disclaimer: I don't own the original Beauty and the Beast tale nor Rizzoli and Isles, that all belongs to other parties.

Writer Marx presents

"Beauty and the Beast"

The Prologue

You're a bit far from where you're supposed to be? Oh well, either someone will look for you or not but it doesn't matter if you roam around these days but, since you're here in the library, perhaps I can interest you to a story?

Ah…I see I've caught your attention. Get comfortable; I think this one will interest you…involves adventures, heroes and magic…and with those ideas, how shall I start it?

Oh I guess with the same old saying…

Once upon a time, there were two fighting kingdoms. It had been a long old grudge that had gone for many years until someone suggested a crazy yet brilliant idea: an alliance between the two kingdoms through the marriage of the ruling entities' heirs, which would create a beautiful peace (hopefully).

Many people hoped it would be especially in the villages that surrounded both kingdoms. When the wedding day came, the peace was sealed. From that day on, there was a new beginning for the kingdoms.

With the marriage, the young couple built a new castle far from their homes. Villages formed in their providences and soon, the new kingdom began to prosper. Years went by and what looked wonderful on the outside to the villagers when it came to their rulers didn't reflect the inside. Those who knew their rulers truly were the servants.

Despite the air of mystery about their rulers when it came to their private lives, it didn't stop the villagers from praising them. Their rulers gave hope and showed kindness to the people, bringing hope for more things to come especially the welcoming of a child.

But rumors spread when local doctors and apothecaries came in and out of the castle. Many pondered if the queen couldn't bear child until one day, it was announced that a child was born as the sunset and a moon rose into the summer sky.

A baby girl it was and it seemed to reflect a new chapter for the kingdom or so, they thought.

This is when the true story begins...

The little baby princess grew up to become spoiled and selfish. The lack of kindness seeped out of her pores and unlike her parents, who hid their private lives. She was very boisterous about what she did and didn't care who knew about it. She enjoyed the sight of the material objects that hung on her walls and indulged in many vices.

But, the villagers didn't seem to mind as long as the princess had her guards continue their patrols and continued to throw her extravagant parties.

It was during one of those extravagant parties that her life and many others' lives changed forever.

It was a summer's night when this party occurred and everyone in the kingdom was there. The princess sat on her throne, dressed in a black coat with gold trimmings with black riding pants, watching her subjects dance to the music that echoed in the ballroom. Despite the warmth on the inside, a horrible thunderstorm was happening on the outside.

"Storm's getting worse," an older servant whispered to a younger one.

"And knowing the Mistress…"

"No one stays."

While the two spoke, two piercing brown eyes continued to watch the dancers. The eyes then darted across the room to a beautifully dressed woman. Their eyes connected and a smirk formed on the princess' face, knowing she was going to have a pleasurable time later and yet, with this knowledge, she felt a harsh pang in her heart; an empty feeling almost.

She then looked down at her hands, her eyes locking on the sight of the scars on her hands.

"Oh my god," she heard several people shout, breaking her gaze and bringing her attention toward the glass doors that opened with a figure crouched at the archway.

The princess stood from her chair and walked across the ballroom floor to the figure. She grabbed a torch from the wall and raised it to the figure's face. Suddenly, she jumped back for the figure was an ugly old beggar woman.

"What do you want," the princess questioned.

"Please...I…I need a place to stay for the night." The princess scoffed at these words but the beggar continued and placed her hand into her cloak, pulling out a beautiful white rose. At the sight, the princess leaned forward and took the rose from the beggar's hand.

The petals were delicate and intricate, soft to run against the skin. The princess twirled the rose by its stem then glanced at the beggar before she dropped the beautiful flower onto the ground then stepped on it.

She kicked it back to the beggar and let out a laugh before she looked back at her one of her servants. "Get her out of here," she ordered.

"Mistress…"

"Now!"

The servant approached the beggar and looked down at the crushed rose then brought their gaze toward the beggar. The servant's eyes widened at the sight for the beggar's eyes glowed a golden yellow as did her hands.

"What the-"

Suddenly, the servant flew across the ballroom by a glowing blast, hitting a mirror and shattering it into pieces.

Everyone screamed with the partygoers fleeing the castle while guards drew their swords, charging toward the beggar but the powers she possessed were too powerful for another blast making the guards hit the wall.

The princess then watched in pure shock as the ugly beggar woman rose from the floor and changed form to a beautiful womanly form. Realizing what she done and who stood before her now, the princess kneeled and began to apologize, "Enchantress, please forgive me for my cruelty."

"You speak false words," the Enchantress retorted. She then waved her hand toward the crush rose, returning its former beauty and pureness. It glowed and floated in the air while the Enchantress continued, "You are selfish, unkind, cold, and do not understand what it means to show compassion, Princess."

"Please, I can change."

"LIES!"

The yell caused the princess to fall onto her back. She then looked up to see the Enchantress looking down at her; their eyes locked until the Enchantress broke her gaze and took hold of the glowing white rose. She waved it over the princess and spoke, "Due to these qualities, I curse you…"

"No," the princess yelled; she then felt pain coming from her spine causing her to yell even more but, in agony.

"…With a reflection of who you are on the inside. The only way to break my curse is to learn to love someone and earn their love in return before the last petal on this rose falls and turn black as the night. If you don't, you shall remain a beast for all time."

With these words, the princess transformed completely but she wasn't the only one cursed.

The castle and all who live there were cursed as well and as the years passed, they watched as their mistress hide from the world with an enchanted mirror that showed her the outside world and a book that could take her anywhere.

There were many more that came along with the curse. But, the princess couldn't care less about what other enchantments in the castle for her mind was elsewhere, wondering in her sorrow and anger of who could ever love a beast?

Please review and hopefully, I'll get the next chapter up on this story and the other one. I appreciate your support!