Chapter 7, Sorry for the long wait. I've had a lot on my mind lately.
Chapter 7. Back To The West Tower
Toulèse paced around the West Tower. Violette had been in the castle a week and he could not muster the courage to tell her how he truly felt. How can I tell ze fille? How? He thought.
He looked at the Rose. He looked away. Then, picked up the Magic Mirror, and said, "Show me, Violette."
"Oh come now, you'll be alright mon cheri. Really, you will." Lumière was saying to Violette.
"But, will he really let me return home, Lumière?" the Beauté asked.
"Of course he will. Don't you worry." the candelabra replied.
"I'm going to explore. If zat is alright." Violette said.
"Of course it is alright!" Lumière exclaimed.
"Enough." the Beast said to the Mirror.
The glass clouded over again, as the vision disappeared. Toulèse gently set the Mirror down as he left the West Tower...
Violette wandered back to the entrance to the West Tower. She looked behind her to make sure no-one followed her. When she didn't see anyone, she pulled on the ram's horn handle, and entered the West Tower. She walked around, she remembered everything in the room. Except for a small mirror and a rose covered by a glass dome. She looked at the window, and then at the mirror, at the Rose. She walked toward the window, and looked very closely at the Rose. As she looked at the Rose, she heard a growl. The beauty spun around to face an angry Toulèse. The Beast growled and said, "What are you doing here, Violette?"
Violette had no response. The Beast roared, "GET OUT!!!!"
Violette needed no second bidding. She turned and ran out of the West Tower. When Toulèse realized what he had done, it was too late. Violette was long gone. He looked at the Rose as another petal fell off. Nine petals. It's hopeless.
That same day, Damién stood in the town-square waiting. As soon as he saw the person he wanted to see, he marched right up to them and said, angrily, "Where have you been, Pierre?"
"I told you, Damién, my pere needed me to tend ze crops." little Pierre replied.
"Oui, and I suppose you believe horses fly." Damién said as he grabbed Pierre by the scruff of his neck.
"Ow! Let me go!" Pierre cried.
"Not until you tell me where you were, and where Violette is. I know you have somezing to do with it. And if you do not tell me, I will stomp you into ze ground like a carpet." Damién threatened.
If only he knew. Pierre thought as the big hunter shook him roughly.
"Where...is...VIOLETTE?" Damién yelled at the little boy.
"You...you wouldn't understand." Pierre said.
"If you do not tell me where my Violette is zis instant, I will make you wish that you had never been born, Garçon." the big man almost snarled.
Pierre did not reply. He couldn't betray Violette. Even though it looked like Damién would kill him if he didn't tell him where she was. I won't betray Violette. She does not love him. It is easy to tell.
"You have somezing to do with why Violette disappeared. I know it! Do not try lying, Pierre. It will not work. You either tell me where Violette is right now, or I crush you into ze ground as if you were a carpet." Damién threatened, shaking the boy.
When Pierre still did not reply, Damién threw him to the ground and put one foot on his back, and the other, on the back of his head, pressing him into the dirt. Pierre tried to breath, but there was far too much dirt in the way, and his mouth kept filling up with dirt when he tried to breath. Pierre felt himself being crushed beneath Damién's massive weight. Then, he heard a small voice in the back of his head saying, "Pierre, imagine yourself as a capis! You will turn into one! And you will not be crushed!"
Pierre did as he was instructed, and...he was suddenly a carpet! The one thing that he didn't know, was the voice that he had heard, was the voice of the Enchantress.
Damién couldn't figure out what had just happened. He was standing on Pierre, and now he standing on a carpet! Zere is somezing funny going on. And Violette and Pierre are in on it. He thought as he picked the carpet up and shook it. When it didn't respond, he shook it harder and said, "I know it's you, Pierre. Don't try to hide. It won't work."
Pierre refused to show himself. He stayed a limp carpet, hoping Damién would put him down. I'll have to go back to the castle. I'm a capis again. I'll never be normal again.
Damién finally gave up. He looked at the carpet one last time, looking for a face, dropped it, and walked away. When he was gone, Pierre picked himself up, and headed for the crossroads. A small tear slipped down his face. I'll never be a human again. I don't know how to change back. I will miss Mere and Pere.
Violette ran through the woods as fast as her legs could possibly go. Soon, she heard an eerie howl. She looked around and saw a large wolf lurking in the shadows in between the trees. The Beauty started to run. But the wolf howled again, and ran after her. Suddenly there were at least twenty! But Violette kept running. One black wolf jumped at her, tripping her. Violette fell. The black wolf that had tripped her, was about to kill her, when it was swept of it's paws by something much bigger. There came an earsplitting roar. Violette looked up and saw, to her surprise, Toulèse. The Beast had flung the black wolf away from her. The wolf hit a tree and fell limp. Toulèse growled at the other wolves as they attacked him. Toulèse threw them all off and told them this, "If any of you hurt her, I will do you what I did the black wolf."
The wolves, afraid of Toulèse, backed away from him and sped off, into the woods. Toulèse looked at Violette, who was lying seven feet away, and fell to the ground. The last thing he saw before falling unconscious, was the faint figure of a woman looming over him...
R&R ppl! Chapter 8 will be up soon!
