Okay, so you guys are liking this. Yeah, I know it does sound a bit like Disney B&B in the beginning. Hey, I love the movie and the story. But the "Done" thing, that was not suppose to sound like what the Beast had said, sorry. Anyways, seeing I have you on the edge of your seats and my homework is finally finished for the module *whoops and hollars with glee* I can get back to writing. Here the next bit. Cha!

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Chapter Five
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Visions
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She was walking through in wooded glen, looking about as if searching for something. Flowers grew along the path and the sweet smell of the forest wafted around her. She could feel the soft satin shoes on her feet and the lightweight material gown that draped her lovingly. She knew she only had a few hours before she'd be missed.

It had been forbidden to come here unescorted but she had to come. Then she heard it, the soft melody calling out to her. Excitedly she picked up her skirts and ran off the path, past trees and flowers, the occasional deer or rabbit watching her curiously.

Finally she entered a small meadow surrounded by trees, where a small pond lay in the middle. There, sitting on a large rock by the pond, was a man playing a small flute. She laughed, so happy to see him. The man stopped playing and saw her, a smiled breaking out on his face. Dropping his instrument, he jumped from the rock as she came running into his arms. They embraced, holding each other tightly. They kissed as if they hadn't in years, her hands running through his hair as he held her head close.. Then they hugged each other again.

"My darling," he whispered in her ear, "How I hath missed thee."

"Oh, my love," she whispered, looking at him with sparkling eyes, "Why must you speak so formal? It has been weeks since last we met. What need have we for such stuffy court protacal."

He smiled, drawing his finger down her jawline, "You are right. Though let us not let on to the court of this behavior," he laughed, "What would your relatives think?"

"Oh poo," she pouted, "It is difficult enough just to come here alone. My aunt is too strict, I believe."

He silenced her with a kiss and then led her for a stroll, his arm around her, "You must be careful though," he said seriously, "Word had spread of a threat eminent to our kingdom and your aunt's. Travel here is dangerous."

"Then it is true? The threat comes here?"

He nodded sadly, "It originated from somewhere else but made itself known here. Many seemed taken by it and the court tries hard to keep it from our small kingdom. But I fear most of the humans are already far gone."

She gapsed, stopping and faceing him, "I had not heard. My cousin does love one from that kingdom and it would tear her heart to hear this."

He took hold of her, embracing her soothingly, "Do not fear. If it is who I think you speak of, he has not chnaged. He fights this... as do I."

She frowned, looking sadly to him, "Is their disent in the Fae court?"

He continued to walk with her, "I believe a falsehood has been told about our kingdom. Someone has led many humans to believe that gold does dwell with us. This drives man crazy for some reason and I feel, even now, that they plan to attack one day. Feel their greed and they won't hold long, especially with this unknown evil luring them on."

"Have you spoken to the court about this?"

"I have but they laugh. 'Why would the humans break our sacred treaty?' they ask. No, I feel the court is only focasing on themselves and keeping our own kind free of the approaching threat." His face grew troubled, "But I fear some have been taken already and have infiltrated the court. That may explain the court's ignorance to heed my warnings."

She stopped and he turned to her. Tears were creeping into her eyes as she looked at him. He suddenly knew her thoughts and embraced her tightly, his head resting on her dark one, "My love, do not worry. I did not mean to trouble you so." He pulled her away slightly to look in her eyes, tears running down her cheeks as he held her face gently, "No matter whar, I will never change. I love you forever and will protect you no matter what."

She struggled a smile, nodding as they stood there, holding each other.

"I love you."

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Sarah woke slowly and realized that she had been crying. She sat up, seeing it was too early for morning. The sun had not risen but a rosy hedge could be seen.

Must be five in the morning, she thought. She wiped her face, looking at her hand. What had it all meant? She wasn't sure if the girl had been her and she could not recall the man's face. But she felt a sadness deep down inside. Whoever they were, she felt the girl's sadness and deep love for the man. She sighed. Would she ever have a love like that?

Still feeling sleepy, she lay down again, curling up. Not too much later, she drifted off again.

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Fear. Running through a wood, frantically searching and calling out a name. She could hear shouts far off, a scream and then silence. Tears were blurring her vision as she stumbled, falling now and then, catching hold of her skirts, and continuing with more haste.

Finally, she stopped near a tree, gasping for air and lookiing before her, horor creeping in her eyes.

Fire and destruction. A town destroyed. Buildings burning and collapsing. She stumbled through what used to be the main street. She made her way through the town, hearing the cries of anguish and the dying. Afraid of going mad from the sounds, she covered her ears and ran to the town's center where a broken fountain stood. She was frantic. Where was he, was all that ran through her mind.

Suddenly, a horse's strong neighing could heard near her. She gasped as a dark horse nearly came upon her, a hoodded rider upon it. She could not see the riders face but she felt a sudden chill of fear for the man.

She heard a dark chuckle within the hood, "Fair maiden, thou should not be in such hateful environments. It is no place for a lady."

"I-I seek someone. He is dear to me and I must find him."

He laughed again, "I know of whom thou doth speaketh. Thou wilt not find him. He hath fled."

"no," she cried, tears sprining, "You lie! He would never abandon his kind!"

She suddenly felt herself grabbed at the throat and lifted into the air. The sacry thing was, she saw no one. Just the man's outstretched hand, as if he held her. She gasped and struggled, her feeting searching for the ground and her hands trying to release the force that held her. She couldn't breath and continued gasping and choking, terror written on her face.

"You would do well not to say that," he hissed. He brought his hand back and she was suddenly brought to sit in fron of him on the horse, side saddle. She could breath agains and cringed from his grasp. He suddenly gripped her face with his gloved hands and she felt paralyzed, "Thou shalt see for thineself," and suddenly she could see in her mind a burning manor, screams of many fae being killed at the hands of humans. Then, a horse and rider was seen fleeing into the woods. It looked like whome she sought.

"No!" she cried, "No, it cannot be!"

The dark man shook her, "Yes! He did! But there is more."

Then her eyes widened as she saw a horde of human men on horse back, chase after the fleeing fae. A sudden sharp swish of a sword coming down, a sickening sound, a sudden cry and then the men came back laughing, one of their swords bloody.

She screamed, tears streaming, trying to thrash away from the dark man but he held her firm, shaking her hard once more, "NOO!!! My love, nooooo!!"

"Yes!" the man hissed with a dark laugh as the images left her eyes, "He did die a coward! Abandoning his people, abandoning you! But fear not, fair lady. Thou wilt be saved. We leave for safer grounds then here."

She still cried hysterically as he placed a hand on her head, "Thou art tired. Thou should rest."

Against her will, she gradually felt sleepy, slumping into his shoulder. The last she knew was his laughter as they galloped out of the burning town, and then darkness overcame her.