Jolie ran faster and faster. Everyone had happened way too fast and it only happened about five minutes ago. Everything still had to set in her head so she could get focused and fix the problem.

Jolie saw the woods ahead of her. She somehow managed to run through the village and not have anyone see her. But there was one problem…

She had to go by her grandfather's cottage. How was this going to work?

Jolie couldn't remember if he was at the castle right now or at the cottage but she didn't have much time to think. She was standing on the bridge that crossed from the cottage to the village. Anybody could come out at any moment and see her. Jolie looked at the cottage but she didn't see any lights on. Maybe her grandfather was at the castle or inside working on one of inventions. Either way, she hoped he was distracted somehow. Jolie ran off the bridge and behind a tree where no one in the village could see her. Nor anybody near the cottage. Good…

"Maybe I can tell him," Jolie heard herself think but she shook her head at the thought soon after.

No. She couldn't do that. The poor thing would die of fright within the first few seconds so Jolie looked at the village behind her, the cottage in the front of the tree and the woods across the yard. She had to bolt for it.

Jolie took a deep breath and looked one more time to be sure. She had been through enough trouble already. She didn't want to get into anymore. She ran.

She was halfway there. "I'm almost there! I'm gonna make it!" she though, "I'm going to be alright!"

But then she heard a noise behind her. Around her grandfathers home and she froze. Why? "Run you fool! Look what happened to yourself when you didn't!"

But she couldn't. Something stopped her in her place and Jolie was starting to get real annoyed at this freezing habit of hers. She dared to look over her shoulders.

Maurice must have heard her because he was standing on the porch. The sound she heard was him opening the door. He was in his night gown, holding a lantern, still waking up. "Hello?" he asked groggily, "Is anyone there?"

He scanned the area and his eyes locked on Jolie in the middle of his yard. Maurice froze at the sight of the beast like form in the yard and immediately had awoken. Jolie looked at her grandfather in misery. Hoping he would shake out of his state of shock and run to her, gather her into a hug and say, "It's going to be alright. We're going to fix this…" But he stayed frozen in fear.

"Run! He doesn't know it's you! Run before he sends someone after you!" she heard herself think once more.

Jolie decided to listen to the voice inside her head for once and ran the rest of the way to the woods. Tears flooding her eyes that her grandfather didn't even recognize her.

Maurice stayed frozen for a while longer, making sure the beast he saw wasn't coming back. "Those eyes…" he said finally moving, "They looked like-"

But he shook his head at the thought. There was no way. Jolie was at the castle, slumbering in her bed, dreaming sweet dreams.

He gathered his thoughts and went back into the cottage, taking a glance over his shoulder before closing the door.

Jolie made it. She made it to the woods without getting caught. Well, except for her grandfather but she hoped he wouldn't be telling anyone to hunt after her. Now she had to think.

She raised up on her hind legs, after running on all fours and sat down, leaning back against a tree. "Think! Jolie! Think!" she said out loud this time.

She remembered hiding the barrel in front of Jacques house while Jacques was distracting the carriage driver. She remembered Jacques getting the key after the carriage left and everything was alright then. Then she thought of the first time Adrienne looked at her. How evil and cold it was. She was immediately filled with hatred for Adrienne had saw Belle in Jolie. And how at that instant, Jolie knew something wasn't right. Then.. The rose. When she handed it to Adrienne and how, as Jolie figured by now, Adrienne purposely pricked her finger to see Jolie's history through that one drop of blood…

Then Adrienne slipped the rose into the potion, trapping Jolie and Jacques in her chair and Adrienne turning her into a beast like Jolie's father was many years ago… Trapping Jacques in a vine cage and making him fall asleep so he couldn't hear the rules of this curse and how she could possibly break it. She remembered that Adrienne still had the rose in it's own little vine cage…

The rose! She had to break this curse by the time the last petal fell. Who knows how soon that would be? Adrienne didn't bother to tell her that. And how would she break it? Adrienne suggested that her mother's love would have to break the curse but that would break the curse as soon as her mother woke up in the morning and Jolie knew that wouldn't happen. How was she suppose to break this curse? There had to be a clue somewhere in all this. She was a beast now. Like her father was. That was a good start…

Then she suddenly thought of the story her parents use to tell her before she went to bed. The one she now knew was their story. She remembered the rose was the hourglass to her father's curse too. He fell in love with Belle before the last petal fell. True love was what he had to find for his curse to be broken. And by the looks of it, history was repeating itself. So far the beginning of her journey and the story of her fathers was following the same path. Could the solution be the same for Jolie?

True Love? It was all she had. She'd have to go by that. But how was she suppose to find true love? She was a 16 year old girl. No wait. A 16 year old beast and only knew a few bachelors. Which was fine, except they lived in other kingdoms and even if she could see them without being caught, there was a limited amount of time and LOVE took a lot of time.

Jolie shook her head. There was no hope for her finding this…

No Hope…