This is basically an introduction to my story as I cannot concieve an artistic way to write this so it makes perfect sense to everyone who reads this.
Important things to remember: the worlds of all the disney movies are seperate! Except for one thing: they all live in the magical Disney Vault, deep within Walt Disney Studioes. And to travel from say, Alladin to The Little Mermaid would be like dimesion jumping. So the characters have never met one another, but there's that one little thread stringing them all together.
... I guess that was pretty artistic... anyway, on with my story! No flames please, I wanted to write something like this and now I've found a storyline to suit my ideas.
Not all Disney Ideas are kept.
Some are thrown carelessly away, leaving the world of someday getting on the silver screen to the world of which trash can to be thrown into.
But what the Imagineers don't realise is that not all ideas are merely ink on a page.
Some come to life before their story does, brighteyed and ready to be given a part to play, a role to fill in the Wonderful World of Disney.
And sooner or later, the used ideas find themselves in a special vault, ready to be used again and again.
Oh how the discarded ideas wished they could be there. To break free of their crumpeled paper prisons and to join other ideas in the limelight.
But that was not to be. Instead they were thrown away, like trash. Discarded for newer, shinier ideas. Their ultimate fate was an incinerator at a dump or the back of a cluttered drawer, never to see the light of day again.
Except for one.
One very lucky idea who was given a chance and she took it.
But her heart was full of hatred and jealousy. They'd promised her so much, he'd promised her so much. And instead she'd been cast aside. He'd promised and promsied and she'd waited patiently.
And then he was gone.
And they tried to take her away. But she ran. She was a Developed Idea, she was more than ink on a page, she was a character. A character without a story.
Which wasn't fair. She'd waited for so long and for so much, she was mad with jealousy, mad with regret, mad with a thirst for revenge.
So even when they thought they were rid of her, they were wrong. Finding a safe hiding place had been easy. A simple "odd wind" here and there and she was on the right place.
The vault door locked behind her, casting her again in darkness. Except this time she welcomed it, relished it, enjoyed the fact that she was as dark as it.
And a dark heart in such a character with so much potential was very tragic indeed. All she could see was blind, pointless revenge. Looking around at all the characters and stories that got to be told, that were loved by all. And her, alone without a story, a faceless being with nowhere to go.
'Not for long.' She'd hissed to herself as she touched a story. An older one, one many loved and she'd even been given a touch of characteristics from it. She was supposed to be kind and gentle.
Where better to get such a thing than a Beast?
Touching the finsihed manuscript, the Idea began to glow. And soon she was welcomed into the world of this movie. The magic infused into so much of Disney pulling her in gently.