Hi there,
Ik I shouldent b starting a new story when I have so much more to finnish, But I had to make this :)
This is my take on The Hunchback of Notre Dame KnB style
and I dont own anny of them :D
Annyways, This is only the begining so I hope you like it :)
"Talking"
'Thinking'~ dont think I use this
And I havent seen The Hunchback of Notre Dame in years so... ya,
Story,
Begin!
"Make sure none of them escape!" An old man with white hair shouted as he pointed a long, boney, finger towards the retreating gypsies who were attempting to illegally sneak into their town. Guards quickly ran forward, swords drawn, ready to slaughter them with a single order.
"Frollo sir, what do you want us to do with them?" A guard asked as he held his sword up to a woman's neck. Her skirt jingling with every move she made. The man narrowed his dark gray eyes as he looked down at the woman, a deep from spreading across his face with every passing minute,
"Kill them, Kill them all," He stated with a wave of his hand causing the black robes he wore to sway. As the words left his lips, the sounds of screams mixed with the sound of flesh being cut filled the air.
"Sir, one of the gypsies was holding onto this," The guard stated as he held out a small bundle wrapped in a tattered, light blue blanket. With a small nod, Frollo took the bundle from the guard and pulled back the corner of the blanket to see a small little baby with bright blue hair,
"Just like them, he will become like them!" He shouted as he pulled a dagger from the nearest guard.
"He must die!" He shouted as he held the dagger in the air. As he was about to stab the child, an old man dressed in the robes form the church ran towards the group, stopping Frollo from hurting the child,
"You slaughtered all these innocent people and now you are about to kill a mere child?" the man stated as he ripped the dagger from the judge,
"You must atone for your sins; you must take care of this child. Raise it as your own son!" He said in a commanding tone causing the judge's eye's to widen,
"Raise the gypsy boy? I can't do that." He stated while holding the sleeping baby out like it was a bag of garbage.
"Remember Frollo, he did not choose his life style, but his is still young. Mold him into a proper young man," He stated before turning towards the guards who still stood around the gypsies, still bodies. Slowly, the snow started drifting down from the dark, night sky covering everything in a light layer of fresh snow.
"What am I going to do with a gypsy boy?" He mumbled to himself before his dark gray eyes drifted towards the large belfry that stood proudly at the top of the large church,
"No one must know of this gypsy boy,"
Yay, ch 1 is done,
Hope you liked it,
Rate Review Comment and I will try to post a new ch soon, :D