Ten minutes before: The Jet

It was first a bubbling sensation inside Belle's stomach. Nothing more than that uncomfortable feeling when you drink sparking water too quickly. Adam looked over her, his stomach twisting into another, harsher feeling. He remembered the very day when he was cursed. It was Christmas. His parents had both left the Kingdom for the month, not knowing that they would never come back. Ever. His servants, now friends were showing him with gifts from all four corners of the Earth, not caring that they spent their last pennies on a beautifully gelded books from Agrabah, or a soft faux fur coat from Arendelle. He was way too angst up on the fact that the King and Queen would rather spend a December away at the horrible Southern Isles where if you sneezed outside your snot would freeze, than to stay home with their only son to enjoy Christmas without distractions.

He remembered when the old beggar woman knocked on his door, asking for just a warm place to stay for Christmas. His anger at his parents, and the selfishness he was brought up on forced his hand to slam the door on the poor lady. Cogsworth made him to open the door and try to teach him manners but it came to no avail.

The Enchantress reveled her true form, knowing only the underlying emotions in his heart. His transformation was instant, but painful. His whole body went though complete changes outside and only later when he learned true love, inside as well.

But Belle was slow to the transformation. He was close to being relieved that it didn't work; he would rather die with his wife than her to live as a social outcast for the rest of her life.

"Maybe it doesn't…"

He heard the cackling from the Mistress behind them.

"You really think that a little bit of syrup will save you from your ultimate fate that Death will serve you? Both of you are meant to be dead. You dying from a stab wound, her dying from terminal disease…"

"That you gave to her!" Adam hissed.

She just grinned, "No hon, I just started the chain of events. She was the one who grew sick. Anyway, I really enjoyed this little reunion but I have a world to take over, people to possess, plants to stomp on, yah know the same old boring stuff." She exaggerated a bowed before turning on her heel. When she took her first step away, when a bright light emitted from Belle.

The bubbling in her stomach dissipated, travelling down the rest of her limbs and resting at her fingertips and toes.

It was her legs that changed first. Her knees bent, sprouting rough black hair from the elongating limbs. Her arms stretched out beside her torso, hands changing from feminine, slender fingers, to giant paws. The potion ran up and into the rest of her body. Her torso expanded, kept in barely by her Vibranium suit. The halo of her hair broke through the ribbon, expanding more and more behind her head, creating a giant mane surrounding her face. Horns stretched from the tip-top and nearly impaled Adam. A last bit of instinct made him drop his wife on the floor. He continued to look on in horror of the last, most drastic change. Her human features changed from the beauty that everyone fell in love with, to a raw-pink snout, a wider mouth with fangs protruding from her bottom jaw. Her face contorted in pain, hair continue to grow more and more.

The light finally dimmed down to the final product in front of them. A female Beast. She looked exactly like him, but she had no tail to speak of.

"Oh my…" The Mistress of Darkness was dumbfounded at the transformation that took place in front of her. She only knew of one person who could do that, and that was her sister…

There was no time to think when a massive roar resounded throughout the jet. It was deep and strong, something that Adam had way too many memories about.

The other spirits backed away, knowing where their bread was buttered and how to value their undead lives. Mistress screamed at them to come back this instant, threatening them with empty threats.

Adam backed away slowly. He knew the mind behind the brawn; he knew the workings, the intricate details behind the imposing figure. He knew to stay away at all costs, not matter how familiar you are with the Beast.

Belle rose to her new full height, claws out and prepared to fight tooth and nail of possible. The suit constricted her new body and out of frustration she tore the zip keeping it together, leaving only her torn underclothes to cover her.

"You!" Her voice boomed, finger pointing accusingly at the body of Wayland. "You are the one who made me this way! You are the one who now must pay!"

"I-I-I…I don't don't know what you are talking-ng about?" The spirit stuttered as she paced back. A very few things scared her in life, but the Enchantress's magic was one of them. It doesn't matter if it was not exactly from her hands; what matters is that she will be physically gone from this realm if her sister realises the new anomaly in the world that she didn't create. The blame would be put on her immediately and she would come there to kick her butt out of the vessel and into one of her pet worms.

"YOU ARE THE ONE WHO DESTROYED MY LIFE FOR A YEAR. I COULD HAVE HAD A NORMAL LIFE BUT YOU RUINED IT! RUINED IT!" Belle paced forward in time with the Mistress's pace.

"Remember, uh, remember that you can kill the real person in here. You don't want to be responsible for her death now, right?"

"I won't kill you." Belle said, her voice lowered in volume. There was a sigh of relief from the spirit. "But I will damage you enough to make you wish that you were dead."

Adam hopped up instantly. This would be the tipping point between where she could easily go off of the way down the rabbit hole. With a poke of Belle's fingers, she could easily kill Dr Wayland's body without meaning harm to Dr Wayland herself. Just one touch would mean life and death.

"Stop!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. Belle flicked her head towards him instantly. Her once human face was replaced by an ugly scold. Her once kind, hazel eyes were replaced with soulless black holes. A little bit of bile rose up his throat when he saw what he had been for those ten years. The exact face. The exact expression. The exact body language.

There was no way he could stop her while the other was there. If she is calmed down, then the Mistress would take that to her advantage. He needed to get the others to help them if everything becomes pear-shaped. He needed back-up.

Without a second thought, he sprinted past them to alert the others of the group.

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Belle's personality changed within a snap. Becoming is more than a cosmetic change, it is an emotional one as well. It amplifies the negative emotions that one had already had in their soul. Like Adam, becoming the Beast emphasised violence and anger, as well as selfishness. Belle becoming the Beast meant that her maternal feelings disappeared under the increased resentment and hatefulness of the spirit in front of her. Her mind forgot about the message of peace and love and the fact that the real Dr Wayland was still there. She just saw a target that needed to be taken care of. She did not even register the pitiful emotion within Adam's voice when he called out to her. He was not her husband, but rather an obstacle against her objective. Even though she was still Belle under the fur, her emotions had tweaked against her.

"It looks like it is just you and me." She whispered as she raised her fist for the first punch.