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As the years passed by, the beast had lost all hope of ever finding the one to end the curse. He remained isolated within his castle walls, with only his loyal servants for company, and a simple magic mirror to see the world beyond his home-now-prison.
A few miles away from the castle, in a small village nestled beyond the woods, there lived a young boy with pure white hair and silver eyes. He always had a smile on his face, and friendly to those around him. The boy is named Allen Walker the adopted son of Mana Walker, who worked as a music box creator. This morning, much like many others before it, had the father and son duo in the kitchen making breakfast together.
"Allen, may I ask of you to run a small errand for me?" Asked Mana, "I need you to go into town and get some supplies from the town."
"Of course, Mana. I need to go into town anyway as I need to return my book to the library." The younger answered honestly.
"You and your books, Allen." His father laughed, "Please, do be careful though."
The boy smiled, nodding to assure his father that he would. After breakfast was consumed, Allen bid his father a quick goodbye, before collecting his things, and headed out the door.
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Walking into town, eyes were following his every move. Whether he was aware of them or not, Allen paid them no mind, and headed straight towards his destination.
There were always mixed responses when the villagers caught sight of Allen Walker. Although they admired him, there was no denying the boy was queer in terms of his appearance. With a jagged scar down his left cheek, and the pentagram that marred his forehead above it, most were unsure to compare the young male to an angel, or the messenger of a deranged demon. He was a physical contradiction. With every 'demonic' trait, they found others 'angelic'. There was a disfigurement of the boy's left arm, one only a monster could ever conjure up, and yet the pale skin and white hair, as white as pure untouched snow screamed a blessing from heaven.
Allen sighed as he heard a none-too whispered murmur catch in the wind. He otherwise ignored them as he bought bread from the baker before continuing his stroll to the only library the town has. People had some nerve most days.
As he headed towards the library, he paid no mind to a man who had barely crossed his peripheral vison. Gold eyes continued following the lithe form, and smirked to himself as the younger disappeared around the corner.
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Tyki Mikk, as this man was known as, was a hunter the town all looked up to. He was tall, handsome, had the attention of the entire female populace, and always found a way to get whatever he so desired. Allen was another prize he had yet to obtain. "Allen is the most beautiful boy in this town," He spoke up, looking to his lackey, Wisely. "Don't I deserve to have him?"
"Tyki, Allen doesn't even like you, and he's far from being interested in a relationship". Muttered Wisley. "Much less with the likes of you." Even if the last part of his statement was said under his breath, it still went on deaf ears as Tyki walked after the natural born beauty of a boy. He marched through the town like a proud peacock.
Much like with any scoop on Allen, gossip about Tyki Mikk was just as popular a pastime. A trio of women swooned when the tan-skinned male walked by them, even though there were brutally ignored by the man with tunnel vision on his upcoming destination.
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Allen sighed, as he looked to the building he now stood before. A smile made itself on his face, knowing this was one of those places he could relax, even if it was only a fleeting time. It was a small building, manned by just one person who was the oldest in the whole village. As far as he was aware, at least. With that in mind, he opened the door, he was greeted with few books, and too much shelf space.
"Bookman, I came to return my book!" He called out, alerting the inhabitant he knew to be there. "Have you got anything new?"
No response was given back to him, so it came as a surprise when he suddenly saw the old man in question standing right next to him. He felt as though he actually did jump out of his skin that time. Bookman was an old man with black makeup around his eyes. A panda was the only thing he could think of relating the elderly male to. Though he'd of made a humorous panda, as the man had an interesting topknot atop his bald head. It reminded him so much of a question mark.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Walker there hasn't been anything new." Bookman explained, "However, I want you to have this book as I know how much you like it."
"Huh? Keep it? Are you sure that's okay, Bookman?" Allen asked, genuinely surprised by the act.
"It's perfectly fine." He assured the younger, "You're the only one who ever steps foot within my library. It's the least I could do for you."
The book-loving head of white hair smiled, and thanked the librarian. "I can't thank you enough, Bookman."
"You can start by getting back to your father." He suggested, "As I'm sure he'll be worried about you". Allen smiled at the Liberian in thanks and quickly left to go to his father.
Lost in the book he was reading, he barely noticed there was someone was with him, until Tyki suddenly blocked his way, "Allen why are you so interested in books?" He asked, "You do know the townsfolk are talking about you, don't you?"
"Books let me go on adventures mentally and help me dream". Replied Allen, ignoring the second part of the question all together. He didn't really care about the people talking about him. It wasn't wrong for a boy to read, was it?
"Then let me help you enter reality." Tyki replied. "I want you and I to marry and I want you to bear my children."
This caused Allen to be angered at the older man's straight-forwardness. He slammed his book shut, and jerked a finger right at the taller male's chest, emphasizing his coming words, "I will marry whomever sees me as who I am, and not of my supposed 'beauty'," He snarled, looking to Tyki with defiance, "Now, if you excuse me I must return to my father, as he is to go the market this afternoon."
He stormed off, all the while fuming from his encounter. While walking back to Mana's house the only thing Allen thought was, What a stupid idiot! Demanding things from me, and making me realize my reality is to be stuck in this town? He slowed down, before ceasing his tracks as he looked up to the heavens. He sighed, He's ignorant. And knows nothing. Nothing…of Mana grieving the loss of his younger brother, Neah. Even after so many years.
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"What would you like me to bring back to you Allen?" Asked Mana
"I would like a rose that is white like my hair but if you can't get that flower, then any flower would do for me." Allen said without hesitation.
"You always ask for the same thing every year, and you never change your answer." Chuckled Mana
"Well, if you ask the same question obviously you'll get the same answer." Allen playfully chastised. The laughter couldn't be held for long, and they laughed for a short while, before hugging each other goodbye. Mana pulled away first, and reached into his pocket, giving Allen a choker that bore a bloomed lotus painted pink.
"I made this choker for you as I know you will worry about me." He gently told his son, "I want you to look at that choker and know that I'll come back to you safe." This caused Allen to cry.
"Thank you so much, father." Allen said with a crying grin. He placed the choker around his neck, smiled gratefully to his father.
The music box maker smiled in return, ruffling Allen's hair affectionately. "I'm glad you love it."
After another goodbye between father and son, Mana went on his trusted horse, mounting the trusted steed named Timcanpy (Affectionally called Tim by Allen) and soon rode to the forest that would lead Mana to the market so he can sell his music box. A humble job that allows him to make enough for he and his only son to live peacefully.
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After a few hours of traveling, a storm was beginning to break, Mana got lost in the forest. He had to calm Timcanpy, who was growing restless, and frightened.
No sooner after, Tim's fear was proven justified when a pack of wolves sudden attacked. "Hurry, Timcanpy! We must get away!" He said to his companion, urging the horse to run faster.
Before he knew it, a gate was right in front of him, and behind it was a castle in which stood tall behind it. If he could make it there, perhaps he'd find shelter. "We should be safe if we hurry to that castle, Timcanpy!"
Rather than listen to his master's request, Timcanpy instead whinnied in fear, standing on his hind likes, and ultimately knocking Mana off to the ground below. The frightened steed ran off, stranding Mana. The howls of the wolves were the only encouragement the man needed to hurry to the estate before him, and shut the gates behind him. Sighing in relief when the wolves howls and snarls began to fade away, he took a moment to realy look around the area. A garden, he realized.
He looked about the garden, soon finding an enclosure baring pure white roses. Mana smiled in delight, and walked over to them. "Such exquisite flora…I have never seen a rose so pure…Allen would love it, I'm certain."
Mana wouldn't make it past the gates that fateful night. With the rose in hand, he was ambushed from behind. A menacing voice met his ears. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I-I was j-just—"
"A thief, are you?"
"NO! I-I'm not! I wasn't stealing anything!" Mana attempted to plead, but anything further he was going to say died on his tongue. He had finally gotten a good look at who it was he was pleading with.
"Stealing is punishable by imprisonment here, foolish old man." The voice sneered. The rose fell from Mana hand, as he was dragged away, "You'll be in my dungeon until you take your pathetic final breath."
As he was being dragged to his doom, Mana could only apologize to his beloved son. He wouldn't be going home any time soon.
Author's note 2: I hope you enjoyed the little town chapter as you may have noticed there are couple of changes compared to the original movie so I want to explain as much as I can.
Allen wants to escape his reality by reading
Mana wants to give Allen something to let him know that he'll come back
Allen has a beautiful soul and the towns people can see it but Allen thinks the town people can only see his burnt arm and scar. And also Allen can have children naturally. I'm sorry if the characters are OCC. Please review and follow the fic. I'll try and update every day but it's not always possible. Next chapter Allen saves Mana and we see the beast for real.