Sherlock/Beauty and the Beast AU: John is tired of the little town in which he resides. Every day just the same as the last. He wanted so much more than this... However, a series of events leads to this and that, pulling him to and fro and dragging him through the mulchy mess of 221B. His sister being kidnapped, a beast trying to win him over, a man of psychopathic nature trying to make him his own... In John's own words...'Bloody Hell'...

Disclaimer: I do not own Disney's beauty and the Beast, nor do I own BBC's Sherlock. I'm just a huge Sherlockian and Disnerd.

P.R.O.L.O.G.U.E.

"You… Your intolerance to others has become enough, dear Holmes! It is time you took into consideration how much you do in fact need others in your life."

There was a tremble beneath his usually stern and boldly raised chest. Something raising up through his body and creating a tingling sensation within his flesh. It started in his chest but then creeped all over his body. What was this? An itch? A germ?

No. It was an outbreak of something. All over his body. Something rising to the surface -slowly and in a most agonizing way. Breaking through at a snail's pace to rearrange his skin cells. What was this? What was trying to get out?!

Fur. And lots of it. Black like his usually curly hair.

"Unless you find a companion, this is how you will stay until you die. Oh, and don't think the others living within this house will get away with it either. You, and all of those whom you take advantage of will stay as you are all becoming… Hmm…"

The man looked towards the woman, eyes narrowing whilst fangs fell and raised from his jaws.

"No… No, I'm not being quite fair, am I? I should at least give you a chance." The woman pulled her drapes back over her shoulders, giving the other a delicate smile. "In your study, I do believe you'll find an object to accurately represent your current sex life. You have one year to find a companion. If you do not, this object will break, leaving you and the other occupants of this castle as you have now become."

The man let out a long howl of pain, claws breaking out beneath his nails and stretching his hands apart into fat padded paws. A painful transformation was taking him over. And he could do nothing to stop this crazy hag from doing it. Yelling out, he fell to his knees. It only caused the woman to chuckle teasingly, tutting and shaking her head.

"I always did like seeing a man on his knees… It's such a shame you're changing into… well, this. It would have been so easy for you to find someone with your pretty pale face, cheekbones and what not… Oh well. Live and learn. You better hurry up and find someone soon though, dear Sherlock. Wouldn't want you to lose these pretty looks forever. So, Sherlock, The chase, my dear, is now on…"

6 MONTHS LATER…

A/N:

WELL HI.

This is the start of a new Johnlock fanfic and yes, I've gathered that Sherlock crossing over with beauty and the Beast has been done plenty. However, I'd like to hope that I've put my own little twist on it. A whole lot of Sherlock characters will be popping up as well-Including Sherlock, John, Moriarty, Mycroft, Lestrade, Mrs. Hudson, Molly Hooper, Sebastian Moran and many more! -and hints of Mystrade will be slipping in so you'll just have to wait for that.

I hope you guys will enjoy and I'm hoping to update this fic weekly. So I'll hear from you soon!

-Tumbleweed/Leanne