THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME 3: FROLLO'S REVENGE

~Chapter Five~

The Deformed Angel

When Quasimodo reached the top of Notre dame, with Maria, Madalliane, Esmeralda, Zephyr and Cassandra were waiting for them.

"Quasi! What happened?! Who is this?" Madalliane asked in shock.

"I'm Maria. Those people were going to beat me for saying I supported the gypsies!" Maria said, shaking.

"Oh my! Let me help you!" cried Esmeralda helping her into the tower "I know how you feel".

"I thought people had accepted gypsies by now" Madalliane said thoughtfully, when Esmeralda had taken Maria to get a drink.

"Well a mass crowd will never truly accept a group of people" Quasmido told her "I'm just curious as to why she was proclaiming her opnions out loud..."

Quasimodo, Cassandra and Madalliane walked to Maria who was sipping water and shivering.

"You're good people" Maria whispered "God bless you".

"It's no problem" said Esmeralda kindly "We help anyone who supports the Gypsy people".

"Can I stay up here for a little bit? The crowd will be still angry" asked Maria.

"Of course" Quasimodo said kindly.

Maria spent most of her time in the belltower watching Quasimodo. She was intrigued by him. He was certainly ugly but she could feel that he had the soul of a beautiful angel. Maria had been raised to think that all people with deformities had been punished by God. But he was so brave and compassionate. From what Frollo had to told her, he used to be a good christian soul until that temptress Esmeralda had gotten involved. Perhaps if Esmeralda was removed, Quasimodo would revert back to his normal self. And Maria had a feeling that girlfriend of his wasn't helping either. Maria stood up and walked over to Quasimodo who was carving a wooden doll of Cassandra for his Notre dame setpiece.

"Is that Notre dame?" asked Maria.

"Yes. I made all of these" Quasimodo said cheerfully "Look heres Madalliane, Esmeralda, Zephyr, Phoebus, the baker, the town crier, Frollo and me"

"These are adorable" Maria said, smiling as she looked at the Cassandra doll.

"I could make one of you if you like" Quasimodo offered.

"I'd like that" said Maria.

Later on, Maria left the tower and went back to the palace of Justice. She wasn't sure where Frollo was. Maria sat down on a stool and looked out along the skyline of Paris towards Notre dame. She suddenly had an idea and grabbed a scroll. Pulling out a feather pen and dipping it into the ink, she began to draw. Slowly but surely she poured her out her soul onto the paper.

She drew Quasimodo with angel wings carrying her up towards heaven while Esmeralda, Madalliane and the crowd burned in a fiery hell below.