Here's more! Just like all you loyal reviewers asked for! Warning, this chapter contains minor sexual themes. Just thought I'd warn ya!
Chapter 12. Two Flower Petals
Sssssssssthunk!
The Beast let out a horrifying roar of surprise and agony as the arrow into his muscled arm. At the same time, thunder boomed. Better than remaining a beast for all time. He thought.
He then felt a strong kick in his left arm, the one that had been shot. He fell onto the marble floor, and saw the hunter.
"Get up and fight, Beast." the Hunter commanded.
The Beast didn't move.
"Were you in love with Violette, Beast?"
The Beast made no response.
"Did you honestly think she would love you, when she had someone like me?" the Hunter taunted.
The Beast still made no movement.
"Violette despises you, Beast. She sent me here to destroy you!" Damién laughed cruelly.
The pain of the hunter's last taunt was nearly too much for Toulèse. But he knew the hunter was probably right. Violette most likely did hate him. He let out a high pitched whimper of sadness.
"Give up, Beast. Violette is mine!" the hunter roared.
I have. Toulèse thought.
Damién grabbed another arrow and notched it to his bowstring. He took aim again, aiming this time for Toulèse's head, not his arm.
Violette had entered the West Tower and heard what Damién had said. She looked at Toulèse and saw what Damién's words had done to him. Those words had torn Toulèse apart. Mon Dieu! Toulèse, hold on. What is happening to me? She thought.
"Non! Damién, s'il vous plaît, stop!" Violette screamed, before she could stop herself.
Toulèse then let out a terrifying roar of fury. He rose to his, full height, which was huge. At least ten feet tall! Damién, who had not realized just how big the Beast was, took a step backward.
The Beast swiped at the hunter with his huge clawed paw, nearly taking his head off. Damién made a break for the nearest possible way out. The balcony. As he made a dash for it, he grabbed a broken stone club. When he reached the end of the balcony, he jumped off and onto the roof with the Beast close on his heels.
Damién suddenly turned and smashed the club into the Beast's arm. Violette gasped in horror as she saw blood appear on Toulèse's arm.
"Violette is mine!" Damién shouted again. "It is over, you monster!"
"Non, Damién. Toulèse is not the monster. You are." Violette murmured to herself.
Toulèse let out a roar laced with fury, and pain. Not physical pain, emotional pain. The pain of that he thought that Violette really did hate him. He grabbed Damién by his throat and suspended the hunter over the edge of the castle. It was then that Damién's nerve failed him.
"S'il vous plaît, let me go, let me go, s'il vous plaît! I will do anything. Anything!!" he whimpered.
Toulèse slackened his grip on the big hunter's neck slightly, but struggled with himself. If I let him fall, I will be no better than him. But if I let him go, he will stab me in the back.
Finally, the Beast set the hunter on the roof, and growled, "Get out."
The Beast then turned and climbed the roof back to the balcony. Where Violette stood waiting. When he reached the railing on the balcony, He was met by Violette.
"You, you came back." he said, disbelievingly.
"I never left." Violette replied.
Thunk!!
Toulèse roared as Damién sank his knife into his lower back just under the ribcage. Dark-red blood gushed from the gaping knife-wound. The Beast lost his hold on the railing, causing the hunter to fall too. But Violette grabbed the Beast's chest-fur before he could fall, and pulled him onto the balcony. At the same time, trying not to cause the wound to get any worse. But she could only do so much. As the Beauty hauled the Beast over the rail, the wound enlarged, and more blood flowed.
"Violette...you never...left?"
"Non, I did not."
"Violette...I cannot...go on...any longer."
Violette then began to sing
"We are home,
We are where we shall be forever.
Trust in me, for you know I won't run away,
_____
From today,
This is all that I need
And all that I need to say,
______
Home should be where the heart is.
I'm certain as I can be.
We are are home.
______
You're my home,
Stay with..."
"At least...I...got to see you...one...last..time."
The Beast's eyes became glazed and clouded as he drew his last breath. Violette looked at the prince that had died because of the greed in Damién's cruel, shriveled, black heart. No, not just because of the hunter's greed, but his love for her. Prince Toulèse had died to save her from Damién. He truly loved her. There had been a change in Toulèse. There had been a change in Violette too.
As she looked upon the body of the Beast she cried out in agony, "No! Please, do not leave me! I love you!"
Just after Violette cried her words out, the very last wilted petal fell from the once blood-red Enchanted Rose that the Enchantress had given the Beast seven years ago.
But what Violette didn't realize, was what was happening around her. A beautiful woman appeared. The woman nodded and mist began to gather. Once it had gathered, it began to swirl around Toulèse's lifeless body. When Violette noticed the mist, it was when the Beast's body began to rise from the ground.
The Beauty leaped backward in shock as she saw the Beast's body rise. And as he rose, his thick black fur began to grow inward, and his tail dissolved into the air!
Violette watched Toulèse transform back into a human. It wasn't until Toulèse was a human again that he began to stir with life. His jet-black hair was long, and shaggy, his clothes were still torn, but his wounds had healed, and he was alive.
Suddenly, as the prince was set back down, his eyes opened. They were still the same vibrant, piercing electric-blue. Those vibrant blue eyes met the large, dark-violet eyes of the woman he loved. The mist vanished. Along with the woman who had willed it to gather.
Violette hardly knew what had happened, even though she had seen it with her own eyes. She did not see Toulèse move toward her. One moment she was standing ten feet away from him, and the next, he had her locked in a tight embrace.
He murmured her name over and over, his voice filled with love. Refusing to release her from his strong, yet gentle embrace. Violette did not try to release herself. She just let the handsome prince hold her small frame to his strong torso.
"I-I thought you were...dead." she murmured.
"That does not matter. I am alive. The enchantment is broken. And we can be together." he replied softly, pulling her closer(if that was possible).
Violette then let herself relax into the handsome prince. Toulèse took the opportunity and gently placed a soft kiss on Violette's lips. Soon, their kiss turned more passionate. Toulèse let his tongue slip inside Violette's mouth. The Beauty succumbed quickly and easily as the prince ran his hands along her perfectly curved body as they kissed.
A/N: How'd y'all like it? I Kept it as clean as I could bear to. I could have made it way worse than it is. I do not claim the song Violette sings. R&R!
