The Beauty of The Beast-

chapter two: Babymagic awakens

Did I mention that I DON'T own this?

A dimly lit room. That's the first thing she saw when she woke up. The first thing she felt, on the other hand, was a throbbing pain in her head.

She had no memory at all why she was were she was.

She sat up and immediately regretted it, but managed to stay upright.

She was all alone- or so she thought.

"Where am I?" she asked aloud.

There was no answer, not that she expected there to be… Then suddenly, "The guest room."

Her head shot up in shock. Right there- standing in the doorframe in front of her- was the least likely person she'd expect to see-

Klarion.

He smirked at her shock. "What's wrong? Expecting someone else, Babymagic?"

She grimaced at the nick-name. "Don't call me that!"

He rolled his eyes at her. "If I remember correctly- I'm the one in charge here."

"Re-evaluate," she retorted.

He sighed. "Whatever you say, Babymagic. but let me make myself clear, you may be in MY guest room, but that doesn't make you a guest. A prisoner is still a prisoner-"

"So what do yo plan to keep me as? A servant?!"

He shook his head. "The Light has commanded that, since you're a magician, I must watch you. You are a prisoner, as aforementioned, but you also, as YOUmentioned, WILL be a servant- until the light decides that they need you."

Zatanna closed her eyes, taking in all the new information. When she opened them again, she asked calmly, "What does the Light need me for?"
He shrugged simply. "I guess it could do you no harm to know, since you're already here and not getting out ANYTIME soon. The Light plans on using you to draw Doctor Fate into their trap."

Zatanna's eyes went wide. She began silently cursing herself for falling into the trap.

Klarion smirked, guessing what she was doing. "Oh, don't be too hard on yourself, Babymagic. You really did put up a good fight."

She refused to look at him as he continued, "No, wait- you didn't. Guess I was thinking of someone else."

She looked back at him, an expressionless look upon her face. "You're wrong. You and the Light are wrong."

He raised and eyebrow. "Oh? How so? Care to enlighten me?"

She found the words were being forced out her lips by him. "Doctor Fate doesn't care about me- my dad can't get through to me. Believe me, I've tried," she said bitterly. "He won't come."

Klarion just shrugged once again. We'll see."

Zatanna looked him straight in the face and stated, as if it were the simplest thing to say, "You realize you won't get away with what you're planning."

Klarion smiled. "Aw, is Babymagic so set upon the fact that Doctor Fate won't help her that she has to repeat it several times?" he rolled his eyes. "Give it a rest already. Well, I'll leave you to it, then."

As he walked away, he closed the door behind himself.

She closed her eyes and fell back onto the bed. Fate wouldn't come…

would he?