A/N: I've been listening to "The Highwayman" and reading "the Odyssey" for too long. That, as well as I've been itching to play Kingdom Hearts or watch Beauty and the Beast again. So I'm a crossover romance hog. XD
Sorry if the poem was not rhyming in the beginnign, and just corny in the end. I need to read The Odyssey again to get the hang of this. I even tried to write a poem about Penelope...I'll post that up when it's done too. And yes, this is NOT a oneshot.
Disclaimers: Do not own Beauty and The Beast, the fairtytale, the song, or Yu-Gi-Oh characters. The poem here, however, IS MINE. Yes, I wrote it. It's not the most impressive epic to written, but it does what it's supposed to do. Create a prologue that's not so corny as actually writing it out.
Anyways, enjoy. Please ready the prologue.
YuGiOh! Beauty and the Beast
PROLOGUE
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As the tale goes on
A tale as old as time
That stretches across the dunes
Across the land and time,
There once stated and sung
A lyre about a man
A boy, to be true,
A very handsome boy
Who was second among command
A Pharaoh's worthy man
A Pharaoh's right hand boy
Whose beauty surpassed that of the gods,
His bronze chest and brazen hair
Nobler than even that of Ra himself.
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But along came his beauty accompanied his vanity
His jealousy for those who have more than he
First this jealous was hidden, not one ever knew
But at the age of ten, his beauty scarred across
His brazen back
That jealously grew
Ah, yes, that jealously grew
Into hate that surpassed all that was dark
And fathomed his mind with wicked thoughts
All of which that were selfish, hate and vain
Conformed into a birth that was Egypt's pain.
He was relentless, this beauty with the brazen hair
Who even denied his lover of childhood flair.
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His lover was secret, no one ever knew
So when he left, the warriors were askew
Even Ra with his hawking strength and gracious wings
Could not stop him from crowning himself king.
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As one last attempt, Isis herself
Dressed in hanging rags and beggar's wags
And knelt before Malik on his doorstep
Unaware of the hate and agony that was hiding behind
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She begged for shelter but he denied
His lavender irises forming amethyst eyes
With a goddess floury she bared herself
Before him and forced him to knelt
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The darkness and rage was overwhelming
Unbeknownst to him, nearly consuming
She apologized for what she had to do
And raised her wand and transformed him to
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A horrifying beast that stood like a man
His gold flaxen hair raised and deadly wan
Once smooth cheeks wrinkled and writhed
To birth the veins that shattered his cries
The pigment of his Ra-kissed skin
Darkened and wheyed to match his sin
Amethyst eyes glowered insanity white
And he raised his head and said, "You think I'll fight?
You are a fool to think that I
Would care for my looks as much as I lie
It is power I crave, the darkness within
That was borne by my own dirty sins."
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To which Isis answered, "Then you are a fool
To think that I would believe
And walk away on my path to be.
The Darkness you wield will not prevail
I cast a spell to ensure you will fail!
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Brother, I'm sorry, this was not meant to be
Even your lover hoped you'd come home free
But this was your own undoing, so let it be
That forever you shall stay in your monstrosity!
This castle you made will not be your home
Not your freedom but your reform
For twenty years shall you stay like so
Until you can find in your heart to say
'I love you more'."
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And unexpectedly did the Shadows was cast
Doming about his castle and the land around vast
And Isis disappeared, his boundaries were set
A single rose left behind
To keep him from being too confined.
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"By the time the petals drift must you find a love
and prove to him and us while we watch above
that you are human and not the Darkness
and until then, you are exiled to loneliness."
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His powers had backfired, he could not do more
Than stay at his palace and destroy from yore
At times he fought for his freedom but was denied
And for years for this he cursed the skies.
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Years passed and he lost any hope
His heart turned colder and fell aloof
Into despair as he caressed his mutilated cheek
For who could ever learn to love a Beast?
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But unbeknownst to the Beast on the other side
A young boy sat and sang on his ride
About the story of the beauty with brazen hair
His own skin beauty of paleness fair.