A/N: WOW! I didn't think I'd get so much reveiws. Rose's age will be announced in this chapter. And like a said earlier, I tend to write these chapters REALLY Late at night, so thats why there was a few gramatical errors. But Right now it's 10:00 AM so I will catch anything that I mess up. And there was some errors to give thanks to LilangelbiggieD for the last chapter. It is sooo hard to write a good chapter when you have your sugarhigh best friend making you laugh your butt off! Anyways, here's the fourth chapter! And heres a sober me with the disclaimer. Oh, and by the way, this one will be in the 'girl's' POV.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Beauty and the Beast. So all you guys in the tacky suits GET OFF MY LAWN!

Ch.4 Enchantress?

The girl stirred in the chair she had been resting in. What happened? Shesat up as she saw all thepeople staring ather, staring back them wide eyed. Okay, what the hell are you all staring at? She observed the scene around her:She was sitting in a large armchair in front ofa fire-place. Paintings of noblemen and landscpes were abundant. Royal Crests ardorned the mantle. Though she could only see half of anything. To helpsee better, she was about to lift her hood up, but a voice stopped her.

"Why have you returned? Your work here was finished here long ago!"

"What are you talking about?" thegirl answered,"I have never been here in all my life!"

"I suppose youhave amnesia now? You placed a curse on methat turned me into a beast!"

The girltook offher hood to revealaher face, she was noolder than fourteen. She had raven black hair,flashing emerald eyes, and light tan skin. "On the contrary sir, you must have me confusedwith my grandmother".

Everyones face was in shock, oh well, better explain it to them, "I am Anna," she began," I am the enchantress Celine's granddaughter."

"And let me guess," the man who had spoken to her before began,"You have come here to continue your garandmother's work?" He had a cold tone in his voice.

"No sir, I have only just finished my training, I can not perform complexspells justyet. I have been sent here by my garandmother to protect your family, despite my lack of experience, my lord".

"Protect us?" the woman stting next to Anna questioned, "Why would we need protecting?"

" My grandmother and I saw the oracle, we saw evil magic pursuing your family. My grandmother would have come herself, but she is terribly weak".

" I believe none of it! She is probably going to curse us once again once we let our guard down." the man stated.

"Vincent, calm down!" the woman said to the man, "She is telling the truth," she turned to Anna and smiled, "I can feel it"

Anna turned to the woman, "Thank you my lady, I promise I would never betray your trust"

"Please, Anna? is it? Call me Belle."

Anna nodded weakly, "Thank you my lady, I mean Belle". She tried to stand up, but her head spun and her knees gave way and she fell to the floor.

A younger boy in the room and a younger girl came to help her to her feet, "Are you alright mademoiselle?" the boy asked.

"Yes, I'm fine, just a ltttle weak. Like my grandmother, I had to travel through the storm to get to this castle."

The boy smiled alittle and helped her to her feet. Belle summoned one of the servants, "Lumiere," she said to the servant, "Would you mind showing Anna to a room?"

"Not at all madame," Lumiere answered. He turned to Anna, "Mademoiselle, if you will kindly follow me ma chere".

Anna did so and followed him out of the room.

Vincent turned to Belle, "Belle, Are you sure about this?" he asked.

"I can tell that she's being honest with us. And just because she is the enchantress' grandaughter, doesn't mean that she's exactly like her," She answered.

Vincent only nodded and walked to the west wing. What evil magic was that girl talking about?

A/N: Well that's it. Sorry about the shortness. The chapters might get longer once the story starts heating up.

Trudirose: The Chip not remembering thing was just something that I borrowed from another fic that I read. And to tell you the truth, that tv show was probably the only thing that I remember from my five year old days. Like I said, I was under the influence of sugarhighness and not enough sleep. The phrase was actually "Clung on to him".

Damian: Duh you like her! She's your character! Okay not really. Great minds think alike ;) No, she's not going to get into Too much trouble, at least for now. ;)

Nikkibelle: She's sixteen, see trudirose for the chip thing.

LilangelbiggieD: How are the cow brusies? lol. Glad you liked it! Can't wait to see yours!

Reveiws please!

-Leota