Beauty and the Beast: The Tale Continues
Chapter 25 - Not Afraid, Part 1
Author's Note: Disney is the rightful owner of "Beauty and the Beast", while I just own the story.
Also, for those who've seen the Fast and Furious movies, then you know who Ra - I mean, Gaston's half brother is played by.
"Good morning again, sweetheart."
Belle opened her eyes, and the first thing she noticed was that the room was a little more brighter than before.
He must have lit more candles.
"How are you feeling?" asked Gaston's half brother, who was leaning against the doorway.
Even though most of the cell was still dark, she could definitely see how this person could be half-related to Gaston.
"I feel like giving you a kick where you rightfully deserve it," replied Belle, frowning. "You're even worse than Gaston."
"Eh, so I've heard," said the sinister man. "I'm surprised that you aren't begging or pleading with me to let you go."
"Because I am not that kind of girl," exclaimed Belle, as she sat against the wall. "And sooner or later, Adam is going to-"
Her captor laughed, and started shaking his head. "Adam is never going to see you ever again... you're going to be spending the rest of your days here, in this abandoned prison, in the same city where your precious Romeo & Juliet takes place."
"I'm..." Belle couldn't believe it. "Impossible... but... how?
Gaston's half-brother continued to smile as he showed her the Enchanted Atlas. "With this lil' puppy, sweetheart... magic is such an amazing thing sometimes, am I right?"
Belle just looked at him, as if he was insane, and asked, "What on Earth is wrong with you? One minute you are rudely putting your hand all over me, and then, you're just-"
"Well, no one on Earth is perfect, Belle," answered the sinister man. "But to make a dreadfully boring story short, I was born with a... well, disorder, as some would say... so one moment, I'm like this..."
The next thing she knew, Belle was looking at the edge of a daggar that was placed dangerously close to her throat.
"Or I can be like this," said Gaston's half-brother. "Get the picture now?"
"Clear as crystal," hissed Belle, not amused.
He slowly backed away from her, and Belle tried to stand up, but for some reason, she didn't have the strength to do it.
"You know that neither I nor Adam were the ones who actually kiled Gaston, right? He caused and fell to his own death after he tried to kill-"
"That may be so, mademoiselle, but he was still my little half-brother regardless," said the sinister person, even though Belle could sense a change of tone when he was referring to Gaston.
I could use that to my advantage.
He was about to walk out of her cell when Belle said, "Wait a second! I didn't catch your name."
"My... how could you not know my name?" asked Gaston's half-brother.
Belle tried her best to shrug, and replied, "Gaston never really mentioned you before... not even a little hint."
Her captor rolled his eyes, and muttered, "How typical... my little brother, the beloved and famous war hero, whom I have helped a great deal of times in the past, has never even bothered to say one thing about me."
He then let out a sigh, and added, "My name, mademoiselle, is Raphael, and I have done so much more than Gaston that you will ever know."
"Try me," challenged Belle, raising an eyebrow, and hoping that her plan would work.
Unfortunately, Raphael was definitely smarter than Gaston was, and as he started to chuckle, the sinister person said, "All in due time, sweetheart... in the meantime, enjoy your life in prison."
CLANG!
Raphael closed the door on his way out, while Belle continued with trying to stand up.
Adam... please find me... please...
An hour of his time had been spent searching for Belle, and Adam still could not find her.
"It's not like her to wander off somewhere without telling me," muttered Adam, who was currently making his way to the balcony.
Part of him figured that she must have used the atlas to go somewhere, but then, why would she go alone, and not tell him anything?
"Belle? Where are you... huh?"
Once he was on the balcony, the first thing that Adam noticed was a book near the railing.
Why would Belle just leave it there?
The young man walked over to the book, and realized right away that it was Romeo & Juliet... as well as the fact that there was a folded-up piece of parchment taped to the front of it.
"She's probably spending her last day as a single woman by playing games with me," chuckled Adam, who began to read whatever the note was.
Adam, by the time you read this, I will have already...
Suddenly, after he finished with it, the book fell to the ground, and Adam had a very unamused and furious look on his face.
"No... this... this can't be... I helped her sleep in a comfortable position last night, so she..."
But as he re-read the note again... and again... and again, Adam's eyes started to become sad and angry, and he roared her name at the top of his lungs.
"BELLE!"
When Raphael returned to Belle's cell, she noticed right away that it wasn't the same person that she had talked to earlier.
"Okay, look, I... ulp!"
Belle felt herself being lifted up from the ground again, and pinned against the wall while Raphael let out a sinister chuckle.
"Perhaps you could help me out with this problem I'm having, huh?"
"Raphael, you don't have to-" began Belle, but then, she instantly became silent after he pointed his dagger at her throat.
"Oh, you're not going to be speaking right now, sweetheart," replied Raphael, a sly grin on his face. "Now, see, the problem that I'm having is trying to figure out what I am supposed to do with you."
To Belle's horror and disgust, Raphael's hand had other ideas, and she was about to respond when he growled, "Do not mess with me right now, princess... huh, these aren't as big as I assumed that-"
"Raphael, please stop-"
"What did I just tell you?!" growled Raphael, and he grabbed his dagger in *j to point it at her forehead. "You're making it very difficult for... me... to..."
Then, he found himself looking into Belle's eyes, and what Raphael saw was actual fear... for a great many things, or so he thought.
"You know what? I'll leave that for you to decide on your own."
Raphael slowly lowered her back down to the ground, and he added, "Besides, I have a bigger fish to fry."
Before Belle could even say anything, Raphael hurried out of the cell, slamming the door closed on his way out, and she could feel herself starting to cry.
"Adam... please help me..."
He hadn't said a single word to anyone that had asked him what was wrong as he made his way out of the castle, and into the shed where his stallion was at.
All that mattered to Adam was that Belle's life was in terrible danger, and he needed to come to her rescue.
Don't worry, Belle, I'm coming...
"You don't really think you can get to Verona in just a short amount of time, do you?"
Rolling his eyes, Adam growled, "Look, whoever you are, I am not in the mood for..."
All of a sudden, once he saw who was speaking to him, the young man instantly froze, and it was almost like a chill was running down his not-exactly-yet-perfect spine.
"What are you doing here?"