Disclaimer: Stated in the first chapter.

P.S. It will be switching from Belle's POV and Beast's POV, I'll try and separate when that happens, sorry if I forgot... :P

P.S.S It might be a little long, sorry..

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Beast's POV

What had just happened? I played it through my head.

I was walking through the castle, as I usually did throughout the night. A noise caught my ear, something that was out of place. Curiosity intrigued me, for nothing interesting happened here, and least not for nearly 10 years. Sticking to the shadows I maneuvered around making sure I was not seen, my own father taught me how to do this, at that thought I smiled to myself, when I stopped dead in my tracks. There, standing in the doorway stood a young woman, frantically searching for something, when she found the curtain she almost dove behind it. So she was hiding, not the best hiding spot I would have chose, but she looked in a hurry, so I stayed waiting for what was scaring her to come out.

A young man, well built, was shouting, obviously looking for the girl, I could hear the anger and frustration in his voice. Then everything went silent, I started to wonder if I should announce I was present when the girl poked her head out, but the man was already on her. The fear in her voice was very audible, why was this man not listening to her pleads?

"I would rather rot than go with you." I could hear the bitterness in her voice, she clearly did not want to go, not noticing the real beast in the shadows.

"Oh Belle, I'll shall have to tame you like the others, you'll see it's not so bad living in a Brothel, you will be the best and my wife, but I'll make sure you're well trained first." The man was truly sincere, but I couldn't believe it, he had actually hit her. That's when I decided it had been enough. I stuck to the shadows making sure not to be heard or seen until it was necessary.

"Leave her, and you may live." He couldn't stop the bitterness coming out, and he knew he had frightened them, but strangely the girl felt relief.

"She is mine, whoever you are, so I suggest you stay out of this." I couldn't hold back the little bit of a chuckle I had, no one owned anybody, as far as I was concerned, and him telling me what to do, in my own home, only made it more funny and myself more angry.

"You come into my home, loud, and rude telling this young woman, who is frightened beyond belief and whose made it quite clear she does not want anything to do with you, and tell me, the master of this home, to stay out of it?" I couldn't help the anger seep into my words, and yet the man still resisted.

"Please, let go Gaston," I could tell that she didn't want to cry, maybe to prove she wasn't as weak as we thought.

"You. Are. Mine." Just as I was about to do something she managed to grab a knife and cut into his arm, she was determined not to leave with this man, and made it very clear, even though she was visibly shaking.

"Belle, you shouldn't have done that..." He was walking closer to her with a bigger knife in his hand, but she kept pressing backwards away from him, only then I realized she was fairly close to me, which both intrigued but scared me, as no one but my servants have been this close.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Both of them stopped, she had dropped the knife, but didn't turn, strangely more scared of the man in front of her than the beast behind her. I didn't mean to breathe on her, but then again it was her fault she was close.

"B..Belle, please come here, w..we need to get b..back to the village." The man was trying to eye me, I could tell he was scared, but still determined to get this girl. But the girl kept stepping backwards until she bumped into me. I stood still, wondering what she would do, but she just stood there, they both did actually.

"B..Belle..." It was barely audible, be I heard it, but the man didn't move, it was time he left.

"Leave. Now." Realizing the girl was slowly stepping away, gently, I placed a paw on her shoulder to stop her, she went very still, afraid but something else as well. "Not you, him." She slightly relaxed, I realized she had stepped back, looking at the man whose hand was outstretched for her, he didn't give up did he.

"Belle, we have to go, you heard it speak." He was trying to intimidate me, me? HA! Now that was amusement.

"No.." Even I had a hard time hearing her answer, but the man sure heard it, and anger filled him and he stepped towards her, forgetting I was here at all.

"Now Belle." He was very close, almost an arms length away. What I didn't expect was for her to turn and hide herself against me, I didn't feel her scared, she was relaxed. I looked to see him still taking the smallest steps, without thinking I growled, the girl didn't flinch, only went as still as she could, even with the small tremors.

"The lady said no, now leave." I felt the girl turn her head very slightly probably to see what would happen. She started to shake tremendously. He reached for her, that's when I felt her tense up, but before he could touch her, I grabbed his arm stopping him. "Now." This time the man now understood, glancing at the girl as if giving her a last chance, she recoiled into my chest.

"I will be back. Mark my words Beast, Belle is mine." With that he finally left, running when he thought it was safe to.

"Th..Thank you.." I could feel her start to fall, but when she fell she looked right into my eyes, I was trying to ask if I could pick her up, but she just stared back, as I picked her up, she finally closed her eyes. As if she felt safe?

I bellowed yelling for Mrs. Potts, one of my servants who was the head maid and did almost everything for me.

"Yes master?" She never feared him strangely.

"We need a bed, we have a..a guest." Still unsure if I really wanted her here, but she seemed like she wanted to be.

"Right away, the guest room on the right wing is available and ready, sir."

Immediately I started to walk, and she snuggled closer, as If I would drop her. She wasn't heavy, and now that I got to look at her, she was actually very beautiful. Dark brown hair, pale skin, a rose like color staining her cheeks, and her lips light pink, indeed she was beautiful. Her eyes was what intrigued him the most, green, brown and blue clashing together, as if fighting for their right to be there. Opening the doors, I gently placed her on the bed, I stared at her for a few moments longer.

"If she wakes and needs anything.."

"We know sir, now go, she needs her rest." Mrs. Potts shooed me out of the room, but I couldn't help glancing back at the beauty I had just rescued, without even thinking about it.

What would she think of me, when she awoke? Only time would tell, and the time was slowly killing me...

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I know it's a little off, and well, repetitive, but it is his POV. Did you like it? Please comment and let me know if I did a good job or not, much apprieciated, I'm udating as often as I can.

Thanks for reading!