Belle ran out into the rain, a dark purple cloak covering himself as he ran over to the stables, calling for his horse. After tacking the mare up, he mounted and rode off, hoping that Gaston or his men wouldn't follow. As they galloped through the woods, it changed. The trees became more bare and dead, and the ground became scorched. Fallen twigs and trees lay in their path, but Bells mare had no problem in clearing them, to Belles amazement. When they came to a clearing, there was a signpost, pointing one way to a lightened leaf covered path, the other to a dark stone path.

"LeFou didn't say where to go…." Belle looked from one to the other, longing to go down the lighter path, but knowing that the Castle would be down the least appitising path, to keep unwanted and scared people away from its bearings. "Come on girl, this way." He tugged the reins in the dark paths direction, but the mare refused to move, and tried to go towards the lighter path. "No girl! This way!" He tapped her lightly at first, but then harder with the whip in his hand when she still refused. After a third, even harder one, she shot forward,Belle ushering her into a gallop. The mares shoes clacked against the broken and cracked stone path beneath them. Belle pulled back on the reins, eyes widening as he looked at the sight infornt of him. "….We're here."

He dismounted and walked over to the giant gates in front of him, peering through them in awe at the Castle up ahead. He was just about to open them, when he was bowled over by something. He looked around and saw a pack of wolves heading in their direction, two already atop of his mare. Belle grabbed the gates and shook them, but they refused to open. "Damn it!" He searched around for a weapon, but there was none. Suddenly, he heard shouting and calling, when Belle squinted, he could make out the body of something, some-one¬, heading towards them. Belle ran, he ran around to the side of the castle and tried to either find a way in or find a weapon. He was just about to turn around and grab a sharp looking stick, when he noticed a door, and it was open. He quickly got in through it, closing it before the attacker could see.

The room was dimly lit, so he could just make out the contents. It must've been a cupboard, because there was all sorts of cleaning equipment inside, but Belle was more interested in finding the door and ilivering the message LeFou had given. He moved a few brushes and buckets out of the way, revealing another wooden door; but this one was locked.

"Shit, open!" He shook the door franticly, but it wouldn't budge. He didn't want to bang on it, because the attacker- which was most likely one of Gastons men- and the others inside of the castle would hear him, and most likely wouldn't be pleased. Well, they wouldn't be pleased if anyone snuck in without warning, especially with Gaston hot on the Castles' heels, determined to rule over it and the village. When Belle sat down from tiredness, he'd sat on something, a key? Belle studied it carefully, it was a proper key, but what was it doing here? He tried it in the door lock, and it opened. "What in-"

"Hey!" Belle froze, he looked to his side to see a figure at the end of the corridoor he was currently in the middle of. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Belle didn't need to think about it, he just ran. He wasn't scared, it took more than that to scare him, just he needed to find the owner of the Castle to tell them LeFous message. 'Wait a minute, if I need to find the owner of the Castle, then why don't I ask?' Belle stopped running, and turned to the other figure, who was right behind him.

"Where is the owner of this castle?" Belle looked at the other, he was a boy slightly smaller than himself, with pale white hair down his back. He wore a loose top and torn pants, and worn converses; he looked sad, as if hiding something, 'what am I thinking? I need to stay on track!' he looked back at the boys face, his eyes scanning Belles outfit just as he had done to his, then he shook his head.

"I cannot tell you that, first though you must tell me who you are and why you are here!" He must've been trying to be intimidating, but it wasn't working. He had puffed up his chest to try and loook bigger and stronger than he probably was, but knew it was hopeless. Belle however, just laughed quietly. 'Cute, but I need to find this owner, LeFou is in trouble, and who knows what Gaston will do to him next…'

"I will only tell you, if you let me speak with the owner of this Castle!" Belle stood on his toes, making the height gap between them bigger, also making the smaller boy wince slightly, but he still tried to mask it, and act tougher than he really was.

"No! Now tell me who you are, or…or I'll let the wolves on you!" He pushed Belle, surprised at the sudden movement, into the wall quickly. Belle looked behind the smaller boy, there was something that caught his eye, but he dismissed it. It was something white….

"Heh, fine, you have to tell me who you are aswell though." The boy nodded slowly, hands moving behind his back. "I'm Belle." He nodded in greeting and brought one hand up from behind his back.

"I'm Cogsworth, now what do you want!" He frowned and stepped a little closer, moving his hand to his back again, before messing with his hair. Belle gave him a strange look, 'What is he hiding? Did he steal something from me? Or is that how he stands?' Belle shook his head lightly and returned his gaze to Cogsworths' eyes; they were big, breath-taking doe eyes, with a beautiful shade of brown, but a sad glint burned in them.

"I told you twice; Cogsy~" Cogsworth scowled and walked down the corridor, Belle soon following.

"Stop joking around and either follow or leave." He seemed to get angrier the more they spoke, and having to deal with him wouldn't make his job of later freeing LeFou from Gaston any easier.

"Fine, but where are we going?" The smaller boy stopped and clenched his fist, before glaring at him.

"Shut up or leave."

"Just t-" The white haired boy forced his fist into the others face, punching him hard, the sudden impact sending Belle into the wall and onto the floor. "Gah, what was that for?" He wiped the trickle of blood from his mouth and stood up again, the two glaring at each other.

"Get out. Now." Belle snorted and turned his head away, still watching him through the corner of his eye. 'I swear I saw something move behind him…' He turned his head back so they were facing again.

"Fine, but you'll have to show me where to go." Cogsworth frowned more, 'why be so ambitious into meeting the owner, then just give up…? I don't care as long as he's gone.' He snorted, folded his arms and looked away.

"Only if you never come back."

"Fine." He started walking down the corridor, when Belle noticed his hair move. 'What the….?' He didn't wait for an answer, he darted forward and grabbed what he thought was his hair, but turned out to be…what he could only make out to be…ears. Cogsworth squealed and hissed with surprise and whirled around hands on his ears.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" He scowled at the blonde as he soothingly massaged his ears.

"You…have cat ears?" He leaned towards the right, seeing the 'white thing' that had distracted him before. 'So that was what he was hiding…' he stood back up straight, "And a tail."

"Yes!" His reply came out in a hiss, and the blonde swore he could see fangs as he spoke…"Now are you gonna bloody leave or not!" Belle didn't actually know, if he stayed, he could get help; but if he left, he could get LeFou away from Gaston quicker.

"I'll-" Just before Belle could finish, there was a loud howl, then the door burst open, and a figure stood in the doorway, blood dripping everywhere.

"You."