Hi! I'm sorry I haven't been around but school was crazy, and I was really busy. I just got this really intense need to write, I've really missed it. So this is a new story, I'm working on the other ones though so don't panic. I had this idea and I just couldn't get it out of my head, I hope you like it, and if so review please to cheer my spirit up:):)

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, just this fairy tale.

"If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast?"

Beauty and the Beast

Prologue

Once upon a time there was a prince waiting for his princess to arrive. But this prince was different, he was dark and had been dissappointed many times throughout his life. He lived in a castle and took delight in hiding sometimes in his tower. He had a big heart but he couldn't find whom to give it to. He had tried without success, and slowly his own soul began to change, no longer one to hope he realized he couldn't wait. If love wasn't for him, he might as well enjoy sin. Time passed and a reputation was built, nothing mattered to him, he just couldn't feel. His parents became worried, but there was nothing they could do, only a princess could break this self-inflicted spell, break his chains and make him believe in magic again.

This princess was not a ghost, she existed but she had her own dragons to defeat. Unlike this prince, she believed in people too much, always trying to see the glass half-full. This conception brought her trouble, for sometimes giving your heart lightly might cost you. If hearts had a locket to be safe, her key got lost in the way. She loved and loved, but sometimes even that is too much. She didn't see the truth behind people's eyes, instead she forced herself to believe in fairytales and true love and princes that might not treat her kindly. This made her blind, but ignorance isn't always bliss, sometimes it brings more hurt than a soul can bear. How many times can someone fall in and out of love, before realizing who her true prince is?

And then there comes the knight, he who looks after those who are in pain. Always trying to help others, he often forgets about himself. People hide behind his armor to take refugee, but somehow he doesn't understand who he is. He seems to have lost his identity, he no longer recalls what it feels like to trust oneself. He questions his love, for how could he love someone when he doesn't know who he is? A gigantic void settled in his chest a long time ago, and there seems to be nothing he can possibly do about it. His only purpose relies in protecting others, that is until she comes and teaches him his true worth. Forgotten feelings invade his mind, and he's finally able to act according to his heart.

Every kingdom must have its own damsel in distress. Often in danger, she's always rescued by her knight. She has long forgotten what it is like to take care of herself, since protection from others is what she expects. However, this is a tiring job, never been able to leave her to fend for herself. Always having someone there made her fragile and dependent. She realized she doesn't need to treat others right, for they'll be always there to help her. Now nobody knows when her feelings are honest, or just an expertly designed act to keep those around her pleased. Fire no longer ignites her bones, she lost her shine a long time ago. But something is bringing it back, making her burn, slowly melting the ice that covers her heart. She's losing her knight, she can no longer hold him back, now she has to do everything she can to find her way back into his heart.

In this faraway land there's a commong saying, eyes are windows to one's soul. This queen's eyes are frozen and distant, like the artic sea. Something terrible happened to her but she can't tell, her lips, as her heart, are sealed, for who could ever want to hear bad things happening to a queen? She fell into despair, choosing to guard her secret even though it is eating her alive. Everyone ignores the truth, of this beautiful queen who's quietly inside turning into a beast. She takes cover behind her beauty, because her word is law, but there's someone who senses something's wrong. He knows more than anyone that one cannot be deceived by appearances, for true beauty and pain are found within. Can this enchanted queen love herself enough to give in, or is she going to give her back to true love and again recoil inside her own beast?

For those who hide behind their lies, there's always one who's tired of pretending. He wants to open up, but doesn't know where to begin, specially when it isn't his story to tell. His heart is pure but it is no longer unstained. He feels the weight of carrying someone else's mistakes, and he's like a child in that way, he witnesses evil but his loyalty won't let the truth come out of his tongue. His hands are tied with bonds of blood. However, he has a gift, the gift of joy; he's able to inject it in other people's hearts, but some hearts are harder than others, and with his own curse to bear, this jester will have to find a way to break a queen's spell.

What do you think? Love it? Hate it? Just so you know this won't be from a middle age time or anything, I just wanted to present the prologue like this. Try to relate it to recent times. Well hope you enjoyed it. XOXO