Disclaimer/AN : First this first. Do NOT own 'Beauty and the Beast' or Disney (wow...i'd be RICH) or anythign else that you may or may not see in this story...yeah...that's it.

:Secondly: THis is a weird...modern...slightly twisted version of my FAVOURITE fairytale and yes...PLEASE REVEIW and READ...I live off Reveiws, they are what keeps me alive...other than Hot Chocolate, but I can only get the really good ones from the Cafe near work where the chef guy...

: Thirdly: Adam is the real name for the Beast in the Disney version...don't believe me? test it on (and no, i'm not advertising)

: Fourthly: I've made them both a little bit older...not sure why...just did

I'm going to seriously Shut up now. PLEASE READ AND REVEIW

Adam

Adam had alwasy been known for making several...several mistakes. But this was one he would remember for a LONG time. It was dark...it is always dark when something was about to happen and he had been in the Dining room having a one sided argument with his matre'd Lumiere about the fact that his father's funeral would be next week and that his father had wanted a party which Adam wasn't willing to 'waste the money on'. Lumiere never understood his master's son, true they were close in age...but nothing else.

Adam stormed off up through the ancient castle and into his room. A laptop lay open on his desk and he glared at the blinking screen. It was almost tormenting him, what with his thesis, the bills, a job aplication and a game of spider solitaire open waiting for him to return. But he wouldn't return to them that night, he wouldn't return to them for a long time.

He was a young man with dark brown hair on the longish side, which Mrs Potts, the housekeeper, loved to squirm at whenever she got the chance and his blue eyes managed to seem harsh and cruel, even when he didn't mean to.

There was a ringing knock through the grand castle that jolted him from his study of the grounds through his window. Knock it came again this time he could feel it running through his feet and up his legs, someone wanted to come in. Badly. He looked outside, rain fell heavily from the heavens, when he was little he would pretend that the heavens were crying, crying for his mother.

Knock. Why didn't Lumiere or Cogsworth answer it? What did he hire them for?

KNOCK! Finally Adam could ignore it no more, he walked downstairs and past the kitchens where he saw Lumiere and Babette behind a curtain and Mrs Potts ushering her son to bed. "Why didn't anyone answer the door?" he asked irritably.

Mrs Potts looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "None of us hear it sir," she said. "Are you sure you're getting enough sleep?"

Adam grumbled but decided to check the door anyway, it couldn't hurt could it?

With ran pouring down from every possible crack in the brick work outiside Adam made a dash for the gate. The wrought iron gate creaked open as he pulled at it his hands slipping from the saturated surface.

There was an elderly lady standing there shivering and wet, she held out a rose to him, as if he should want it or something. "Please sir," she said, her voice weak and shaky, "Please, give me shelter and food, and I shall give you this rose."

"A Rose?" he scoffed. "Are you mad? or simply senile?"

The elderly lady looked at him scrutinising his statue and smiled. "Do not judge a book by it's cover Lord Adam."

Adam reeled back, "Who are you and how do you know my name?"

"I know a lot of things," she said standing up straighter than before making Adam realise that she was at least a good head taller than she was. "One thing that I do know, is that until you manage to realise that true beauty is within, you shall forever be a monster."

Adam rolled his eyes, "I think you need to go back to whatever fairytale you came from lady, because that is Old."

The Woman looked at him and then smiled. "So be it, I shall go to that 'fairytale' I came from, but you shall live out your fairytale in the 'real' world."

"My fairytale?"

"Until you can fall in Love with someone, and have her love you in return, you shall be a monster."

Adam outright laughed this time. "You can't be serious."

The old lady threw away her cloak to reveal a beautiful lady with a twisted golden circlet on her head, her violet dress reaching the floor making rain bounce off her, not wanting to ruin the picture. Adam didn't know what to do other than to fall to his knees in the mud and beg forgiveness.

The Lady told him her name was simply Enchantress, that was what people called her and nothing else. She produced the rose from thin air and gave it to him. "You have until the final petal falls from this rose, or until your 25th Birthday to find someone to love you - "Adam couldn't help thinking that it was a pretty simple task that she had given him until she said, "As a Monster." He felt the rose touch his forehead and then suddenly, everything changed.

4 Years Later

Adam woke the next morning with a splitting headache and pulled himself out of bed. He ran a hand across his face and sighed. It was another day in this exsistance, if it could be called that. Another day as a Beast. As something to be feared, to be scared of, to avoid.

Cogsworth came to his room and smiled a clockish smile as he followed the Beast to breakfast. "Perhaps today will be the day sir." he said.

"You always say that," Adam said, "and it never is." Some things happen, and through them happening people become instant friends. One of them is being turning into 'Inanimate' objects and a Beast for four years, the other would be surviving some Hollywood movie.

Adam sat down to breakfast, another day, another wasted year. For today was his birthday, somethign which hadn't been celebrated in 5 years, for it was his last chance. He had a year to find someone to love him. But after four years of trying? Well, the male ego can only take so much.

Sorry it's short...But there will be more I promise...IF ! you review..