Ok so I haven't seen many Beauty and the Beast Bendy and the Ink Machine fanfics so...…..I made one ^^;
So I also changed the title as I feel it was a bit well for lack of a better word silly, I think this actually relates to Bendy, Cirel and Joey really well, it originally was called Beauty and the Ink.
I do not own any of the Bendy and the Ink Machine characters only Cirel and Anastasia.
And to answer you question JOHNHAMMOND1993 No the ink demon isn't Henry he is his own person, Henry will still show up just don't know when. And Alice is also her own person, not sure if Susie will turn up.
And to TheAmazingAuthoress Yes he is a jerk. I love that even through all their hardships they are still sweet with each other.
I also have to thank my best friend as he is role playing this with me, and then I make it flow into a story.
I hope you enjoy where this is going to go.
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What lies within.
The morning was quite bright considering the rain that had occurred merely hours before, and whilst the ground was still damp, the air had a fresh smell about it. Ceirl had woken up a few hours earlier making sure to clean the house and organize Anastasia's work space, she loved her sister dearly, but she was terrible at organisation. She had put her hair into a high braid to keep it out of her face and to make sure it didn't get into anything like when she was washing the clothes. Once she was finished she went to make herself lunch as she got out the bread there was a knock at the door which made Cirel pause.
She glared at the door, who would be knocking on her door? Nobody came to visit them and it wouldn't be Anastasia as she was still be at the fashion show and she would just walk in. After a few moments and another knock Cirel went to open the door, whoever it was wasn't going away anytime soon and it might be important.
"Mr Drew" she said dryly leaning on the doorway to indicate that he was not welcome in her home. "I believe you're a bit lost, the village is over there." She pointed down the path.
Joey Drew smiled at her, all the girls swooned into his arms when he gave that smile his light blue eyes sparkling at her his chocolate brown hair was as straight and flat against his head, he wanted to look pleasing to her as he had an infatuation towards the young female, her fiery attitude something he had never come across until he met her. Cirel, she indeed was a mighty beast one he intended to slay one way or another.
"Oh my dear" Joey said in his most charming voice, "I do not need the village today, no, no, it is you I've been searching" ignoring the cold words and playing up the charm waiting her to just throw herself onto him, begging to be his.
"And why is it me that you are searching for?" Cirel asked with a frown but she decided what harm could be done to play along to see what more stupid things he could say.
"Why to pose a question to you my sweet" he said, to his ears it was as if honey was dripping from his every word. But to Cirel it was disgusting and made her want to puke.
"I'm not your anything" she said her eyes still remaining cold and indifferent to him she never liked him, found no interest in his loving eyes and warm embrace that she heard the other girls say about him. "Now what is your question so you can get off my porch and then I can get on with my day."
"You wound me Miss Cirel" he said as he placed a hand over his heart before continuing "your words are colder than the first day of the year." He straightened and offered his hand to her. "Well my question was if you would like to accompany me to the market this morning. Perhaps we could find a few things that could bring us together as... At friends... Or possibly more?" He said with a slight layer of seduction, perhaps the way to this woman's heart was money. Well he has plenty of that, he had more money than this entire village combined
"I do not care for your money nor do I care for the little trinkets that the market has." Cirel deadpanned while giving him the coldest stare, she hoped that something would get through his thick skull. "Now is that everything?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Joey was simply taken back at this, a woman who didn't want material things!? How the hell could someone be this bloody difficult when it came to his advances, his rather charming advances that is. He curled his hand into a fist and lowered it to his side.
"please miss Cirel... I insist... You must not have had a nice day out for a while surely" he said as nicely as possible, trying to keep his anger down, he wanted to woo this woman but she was now starting to becoming frustrating.
Cirel smirked as she finally got a reaction other than blatant ignorance.
"I'll have a nice day when my sister returns with the biggest smile on her face when she's won the fashion show. Now excuse me but I have some important business to attend to." She said as she began to shut the door on him.
"Cirel wait" he said hastily, he wanted to get through to her make her see that she wanted, no needed him. He placed his hand on the door to stop it from closing, "please. You need a gentleman in your life, more than a sister, family can only get you so far, trust me"
Cirel stopped at that her eyes hardened she had the door nearly closed so he couldn't see her face and understand that was the wrong thing to say. "What are you saying about my sister?" She asked her voice strangely low.
"I said that family can only get you so far" he said, it was the truth, "a good husband could do wonders if you want to be successful in life. Nobody has ever got successful from just having a supportive sister, no matter how skilled she is, both of you need husands."
Cirel threw open the door her eyes blazing with anger before he could say anything she punched him hard in the face making him stumble a few steps back from the force of the punch .
"You think that I would want to marry you and abandon my sister and her dream?!" She shouted at him her body was shaking in anger. "She has worked so hard for this moment I will not ever leave her side for a man like you! We do not need a man to hold our hands through life. Now go back to your whores I'm sure they're all waiting to jump your small dick." She then slammed the door on him.
But she didn't stop there she was so mad that she stormed through the small house and left out the back door. She then sat down on the grass with an angry huff.
"What does he know about our needs?" She muttered angrily as she gazed at the far away mountains, she sometimes liked the small village, not many people there which meant that there was less people to interact with, but that also meant that all of them tried to talk to her. Which wasn't terrible she supposed but sometimes she wished that they would get the hint when she wanted to be left alone.
Cirel closed her eyes and breathed in the crisp air, she didn't even know what she wanted in a man, she knew that none of the male population of the village interested her or her sister.
After a moment of silence she heard something that alarmed her, she heard a horse whining she looked up and saw her sister's horse Rose dashing towards her in a panic with no Anastasia.
Cirel jumped up and dashed to the horse after calming the horse down she ran back to the house, grabbing her cloak and a little bit of food, unhooking the wagon she threw herself up into the saddle and gripped the reigns.
"Take me to Anastasia." She ordered turning Rose back the way she came.
It was just getting to sundown when Cirel arrived at the mansion she looked at it in confusion why on earth would her sister enter here? She slowly got herself out of the saddle taking the reigns in one hand she lead Rose around the mansion looking for some kind of shelter for her horse.
"Here we go Rose" She said as she found a empty stable she took off the saddle and riding equipment, they wouldn't be able to leave tonight anyway Rose had been through enough and needed rest. Once making sure Rose was comfortable and had food and water she made her way back to the entrance.
Cirel took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping inside the dark building.
"Anastasia?" She called out hoping her sister would be near so then they could talk about what had happened and Cirel can give her sister a lecture on walking into abandoned buildings.
Sammy was just up the hall from the lobby and gasped when he heard the voice, the second voice other than his Lords or everyone else he worked with in as many days. He gracefully and silently slid across the floor and looked down from behind the ornaments at the top of the stairs. It was an older girl and a bit taller than the other however she must be the elder sister that Anastasia had mentioned the night before when he went to go see her, the resemblance was there. After a bit of thought he decided to lead this girl down to the dungeon without her knowing so he quickly and gracefully leapt over the banister and dashed towards the dungeon in such a way as to be noticed, but not fully seen, Sammy thanked for once that the mansion was so dark.
Cirel noticed something move out of the corner of her eye, was that a person she saw?
"Hello?" She called as she took a step towards where they had gone. "I'm looking for my sister, her name is Anastasia." She called as she followed where they had gone.
Cirel followed, seeing that she was catching up to the figure picked up the pace slightly, and then the figure moved cussing under her breath she followed them down the stone stairs, did they know she was there? Did they hear her? Surely, they must've heard her.
After a few steps going down she saw a broad black line, like someone had just painted it. She raised an eyebrow in confusion as she stopped to examine it.
"What the fuck is this?" She asked softly to herself touching it slightly seeing that it was after a moment she touched it and began rubbing it between her fingers she sniffed it softly. "Ink?" She asked further confused and slightly disgusted she wiped it onto her cloak before proceeding. Once making it down to the dungeon Cirel looked around "why would she be down here?" She asked what had Anastasia gotten herself into now?
"Cirel?" A young female voice asked in horror her sister moved toward the bars curled up trying to keep warm under a small blanket. Cirel's eyes widened and she dashed forward to where her sister had curled against the bars.
"Anastasia!" She exclaimed when reaching her sister she grabbed her hand tightly and stared into her terrified pink eyes. "Why are you down here? Who put you here?" She demanded.
Anastasia shook her head "you got to leave Cirel please there's a demon here."
"There's no such thing as demons Anastasia" Cirel snapped before standing. "Hang tight I'll find a key."
"Please just listen to me! Leave now!" Anastasia shouted fearfully, she began to cry in fear.
"Not without you!" Cirel snapped back as she found a set of keys and began to try all of them.
Sammy hid in the corner, away from the other side to and as the elder girl whom was called Cirel apparently was trying the spare keys.
"Well well... Nice of ya to finally meet your acquaintance." A male voice said quiet lazily behind Cirel.
Cirel stopped fumbling with the keys and turned to face the voice she glanced down at Anastasia who whimpered and cowered in fear at the presence of the person. She turned back and glared.
"You did this to her?" She asked lowly as she felt her anger rise. How dare he? What right did he have to lock her sister up?
"Please Cirel leave! Leave me here!" She cried out hoping that her sister would listen, Anastasia let out a small sneeze the cold and damp had not done so well for her.
The creature was impressed, nobody had stood up to him like this before, his thin tail gently swaying in curiosity playing with this one was going to be fun.
"And what if I did? What happens then?" He walked closer to her, getting really close, so close he could touch her but not so close that she would be able to see him clearly "cus I'm ichin' to know, toots" he finished with a slight growl.
Cirel slapped him he dare mock her and lock her sister up?
"Let her go what has she done to you to deserve getting put in a prison cell like she's murdered someone?!" She snapped at him as her sister gripped her arm.
"Don't do that Sis, you'll make him mad he'll lock you up to" she said trying to plead with her sister but this also ended with another sneeze.
The creature took the slap, it didn't hurt him though, the ink never let him feel, despite that, he couldn't help but laugh the sound of which was frightening, he sounded like a madman laughing while pulling a bolder across concrete. Some of the ink falling down his face came off onto Cirel's hand.
"A little fight in ya too, I like that" he said, his swishing in excitement. "You're either really fuckin' brave or really fuckin' stupid... Probably both if you knew what you were messin' with." He growled
Cirel stared at the ink in disgust taking a small step back from him.
"What are you?" She asked as she wiped the ink onto her cloak once more. "You still didn't answer the question on what my sister did to you, so I think you're got it wrong you're the idiot here, that or you're just deaf." She snapped at him while she gripped her sister's hand through the door. "Now release her." She snapped, she needed to get her sister out of here, she knew she would do anything for her sister.
Ok so that's it for this chapter, wow this is my longest chapter yet!
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I hope to see you again in the next chapter.