OS 8 : Never underestimate the enemy.
Warnings :Lemon, Mind Control, dubious consent and murder + cannibalism.
Pairings : Toby/Petra. Belle/Petra (Dubious consent).
Petra was trembling.
Not with fear, but because of the tension that this situation was making her feel.
They were going to kill the queen.
She was going to kill the queen, Belle, the royal, loved by everyone, the Beast, the one who already killed so many people, the one who drank blood, the one who was a monster and still ignored it.
Soon, she would enter in the room of the sleeping queen (but it wasn't from an eternal sleep, not yet, it would happen later) to pick her finger, and make her die, from an agony which would last not less than hundred years.
Holding the distaff in her hands, and being still out of the room, she addressed a smile which she hoped was reassuring, to Toby, her dear Toby, her werewolf, with who she fell in love, then, taking a deep breath, she entered in the room.
She closed the door, not wanting someone to enter into the room while she was doing what she had to do (the worst thing would have been that someone's presence stop them to accomplish their task, as close as they were to succeed in this one).
Then, she looked at the entire room, looking for someone else than her and Belle in the bedroom.
She had a sight of relief when she realized there was no one else, then, she sat down on a chair, just next to the bed where the queen was lying, sleeping peacefully.
Petra just had some minutes to cast the spell, before someone enter and understand what was happening, and stop everything by entering in the queen's bedroom.
But, being quite exhausted by all the events which just happened before, in a too short time for her to let her some time to rest, she gave herself some seconds, before doing what must be done.
And then, something unexpected happened.
Belle opened her eyes.
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Petra paled the second it happened, when she saw the queen standing up a little, opening lightly her eyes with a tired air.
She needed just some seconds to make this tiredness disappear, and then, the young woman's look changed, just as her color of hairs, revealing the presence of the Beast.
Oh no, Petra thought, horrified, what have I done…
With a desperate air on her face, Petra stand up, pointing the distaff at the queen, taking it in her hands, trying one last time to use it against the witch, before the Beast immobilized her, with one gesture, just one spell.
Horror and guilt were now clearly visible on the terrified face of the young woman who couldn't move anymore. To scream would have been useless, it would just have made some people of the castle come here, but they would think, for sure, that she was the one who was attacking Belle, and then, all their efforts would have be done for nothing.
She thought about the huntsman, Rumplestiltskin, the prince, who were now fleeing, far from the castle, and from the curse, but she also thought about Toby, who was now waiting for her to plunge the queen and the rest of the kingdom (except the two of them) in a sleep of hundred years.
A horrible grin appeared on the Beast's lips, who was sure enjoying what she was seeing in front of her. She put her hand down, leaving the blankets in which she was, as Petra was slowly lacking of air, realizing more and more the future impacts of her mistake.
She still couldn't move, the distaff now useless was still in her arms, arms that she couldn't move either, and her breath then became faster, as she saw the Beast who was now out of her bed, a smile on her lips.
"Hello my dear Petra, the queen whistled, with an intonation which made the young cursed woman shiver. Well, you seem to be very busy, right ? Busy, to, what… kill me ? Make me asleep ?"
She came closer to Petra, victorious, conquering, full of certitudes, and Petra began to cry.
With a softness almost obscene, because of the present situation in which the two women were, she put her hand on the prisoner's cheek, wiping her tears, and she put her lips on Petra's other cheek, drinking her tears.
Then she lightly walked away from the young woman, and looked at the enchanted distaff that was still in her hands.
"And I think that now, I can stop this from annoying me", she said, destroying the distaff, reducing it to simple ashes, with one simple but efficient fireball.
The young woman's sobs became just stronger.
They lost, now, and it was just her fault.
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The Beast was having fun, right now.
To see this young woman (who was also really pretty, by the way) in front of her, in tears, desperate, broken, had something really enjoyable.
And now, she was going to change some things.
Petra started when she felt the Beast's mouth on her, being almost soft.
In other circumstances, without the magic which stop her from fleeing, she would have rejected her, obviously, Beast or no, because she was in love with Toby, that she wanted to be with him, and because she didn't like women.
Except that she was stuck here, she thought for a second to bite the queen's lip to make her leave, but it would change nothing, and it would just make her even more angry.
Petra felt the spell being less powerful, which allowed her to move her head.
And, especially, to open her mouth.
Indeed, after some second, still having the Beast's mouth against hers, she opened it, and there…
Then everything changed, and she replied to the kiss, not really realizing what she was doing.
Then, as the spell the Beast put on her stopped, she walked away as fast as possible from the young woman, her eyes opened wide, as she panting.
Oh bloody hell, was the only coherent thought that she succeeded to formulate in her mind, and, in fact, it was as if all the kisses she shared with Toby never happened, as if nothing happened between them, as if they never slept together, because this kiss was going far beyond everything she ever lived before.
And the Beast began to smile.
"Well… Now we can start having fun."
Petra didn't know what the Beast meant by "having fun", but it scared her.
And she totally didn't like it.
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The wrong thing (or the good one, depending of the point of view) of the Beast's magic, was that this one was very powerful, and also really dark, which allowed the young witch to exercise some mind control on her victims.
A propriety which would be really useful for her this night, and that she was going to use on the young Petra, who already couldn't run away, and who, soon, wouldn't want it anymore.
And Petra began to more and more feel the effects of this in her, especially when the Beast began to seem to be more and more attractive to her, a thing she didn't understand.
And then, she paled, understanding the atrocious truth.
"You kissed me ! She exploded. You made me what you did to the prince ! You cursed me. You… you did… How could you do this to me !"
The Beast had another smile.
"Don't forget it Petra, I am the Beast ! She said, with a theatrical way. This is how I work, how my magic works. This is what I do best. So now, please, stop whining, and come with me there, she said, looking at the bed."
And, strangely, without wanting it, Petra felt an unhealthy excitation invade her at this simple thought, and she immediately obeyed.
Her body was not anymore under her control, and the terror on her face and her look showed how much horrible this situation was.
But still, a part of her liked it.
And she hated herself for this, she hated the Beast for making her feel all these contradictory things, this desire she didn't understand, and especially, that she didn't control.
But yet, when the Beast kissed her again, she made an animal roar, and replied to it with passion.
Petra let her hands wander where they wanted to go, more precisely all over the young queen's body, who approved it, by purring of pleasure, and Petra began to forget that she was facing a blood-thirsty queen.
Or maybe that that she still knew it, and just didn't care.
She didn't protest when the queen pressed her against the bed, just appreciating the gesture.
Appreciating her hands on her body which was now more and more naked, her caress, and the sights she was taking from her.
The Beast's smile became carnivorous, facing a Petra who was just waiting for one thing : being devoured.
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Petra was now thinking that she had been wrong : the queen's enjoyments pleased a lot to her, in the end.
The young woman had no doubts now, and she made another moan of pleasure by feeling the superb and naked body of the queen being against her.
It was perfect.
The Beast kissed her again, reinforcing the control of the spell on the young woman, who was now clearly loosing her head.
And if the other woman didn't stop right now, it was going to happen.
The queen plunged her lustful look in her own, her head more and more going down, from her breasts to her belly, until she put her head between the young woman's tights…
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Rumplestiltskin understood everything was lost the second he saw Petra walking in his and the other' direction, being with Toby, kept on a lead, and with Belle, who was alive, and awake, and who became the Beast, again.
"Guards, stop them !" The young queen ordered, the soldiers obeying immediately, stopping Rumplestiltskin, the huntsman and the prince.
The queen approached this last one, smiling.
"Well, my dear, you don't like me anymore, right ? It doesn't matter, she whispered, offering a look full of lust to Petra, who responded to it, I found someone else to replace you."
Rumplestiltskin's look became full of horror, understanding the disaster which was going to happen. Petra was under the poisonous charm of the queen, and they could do nothing to it.
They lost.
Belle (well, what she became) walked in the old man's direction, and she smiled to him.
"It looks like my father trusted the wrong person, she whispered to the one she used to call her uncle. It's too bad for him, and for you… but not for me ! Put them into a cellar, except this one, she added, looking at Toby. This one, I keep him for me and my new friend."
And according to her evil look, it was not something good for the poor werewolf.
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What happened then proved it right.
The poor young man powerless was attached to the wall, seeing with horror the woman he loved sharing kisses with the one who was going to destroy everything.
"Petra, please, stop ! He screamed, desperate. This is not you !
- Oh, of course it is, Petra said with a smile which wasn't hers anymore. Or, at least, it's the new me. Don't you appreciate it ? She asked to her former lover, with an air falsely innocent."
He didn't recognize her anymore.
"Please, Petra, my love, wake up ! He implored her, tears in his eyes, hoping, maybe, to make her come back on the good side."
(Maybe he could have, with a True love's kiss, if he could kiss her, and make Petra remember.
Unfortunately, it was impossible.)
"Your love ? Asked Petra, scandalized. But, well, she is my love ! She said with a look full of adoration in the queen's direction? I love her, her, and no one else ! And especially not you !"
Feeling the queen's hand being immediately between her tights after she told this, Petra couldn't stop herself from sighing.
"My queen… she whispered, passionate."
And the poor Toby could just assist to it.
Once the queen stopped caressing Petra, she told her :
"Now… kill him."
And the young woman did it, despite Toby's screams, and the queen bathed in the blood of the first victim of Petra, who did the same, with her face covered of blood.
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To go in the witch's tower didn't take them a lot of time, just as killing her, and after it was done, the two women ate her heart, as it would allow them to stay young and beautiful forever.
Again covered with blood, the Beast made her prey lay on the ground, prey which was more than okay with this, as the queen was kissing her again, in a kiss which had the taste of blood.
And suddenly, Petra began to smile.
