A.N. Hey, I'm trying to update as fast as I can. Recently sprained my wrist so it's a little difficult to type, still hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer Stated in the first chapter

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She wasn't dreaming, but she wasn't awake, she was just floating in nothing. She felt relaxed, but scared. What was happening? Opening her mouth to speak nothing was coming out, so she gave up. She waited and waited, nothing happened, if she was awake, being in black nothing wasn't so bad, she didn't have any eyes to judge, no one to come after her, she was as close to free as she will ever be. With that she awoke. There were faces around her, everything was a giant blur, everything meshed together, she saw distinct things, but nothing came to focus. There was a loud ringing in her ears, as much as it hurt, it was more annoying than anything. Trying to sit up, and a sharp pain went up her arm, sluggishly she looked at her arm and realized there was blood, she wasn't particularly good with her own blood, it made her nauseated. Others blood, wasn't so hard, which surprised her, but looking at her arm now, she felt like she was going to vomit.

"Wh-what happened?" Her voice sounded harsh, and she flinched as everything came to and her arm started to throb.

"We don't know, one second we were going to your room, the next you collpased. When did you get your arm cut like this m'dear?" Belle could only stare at Mrs. Potts, silently she spoke.

"When I was running from Gaston..." She had to think for a moment, she didn't remember exactly when. "Maybe in the forest? I don't really remember..."

"It's alright, were going to treat that wound right now though, your tired and are slightly warm, we need to get you into bed." Trying to stand up only failed, her knee's buckled, and she only looked at Mrs. Potts sadly, aware someone was going to have to carry her. Without noticing, a loud, but soft voice was behind her, she tensed but knew who it was, only one thing could have a voice like that.

"If you can't stand I'll carry you." She turned to meet blue eyes, everything told her to run, scream, kick, everything to get away from this thing, but she remained still, almost like in a trance. She wanted to reach up to him, see if his fur was rough, or soft, but she kept her hands at her side. Without a word she just nodded, and he very slowly picked her up, his eyes still trained on hers. Breaking the eye contact and relaxed a little more, and felt him relax a little. She realized she was very cold and snuggled closer, he held tighter. They didn't speak, but it wasn't an awkward silence, it was just, silence, meaning everything yet nothing. After a few moments they were at her room and he gently placed her on the bed. For a creature so vile looking, he was more gentle than anything, as if afraid to hurt her. With a nod of his head he began to walk out, only stopping momentarily to speak. "They will treat to your wound, again, if you need anything, just asked." With that he was walking out again but her voice found its way out before she knew what she was saying.

"Did you... Did you kill someone? I-I read a book, well, more like a journal, and it stated that someone lost control, was that you?" She really didn't want to know, but her curiosity always got the best of her.

"Doesn't matter..." With that he left before she could say another word, as if on cue, Mrs. Potts and Marie walked in carrying a tray. Not even talking they started to work on her arm, she felt the sudden rush to sleep and slowly drifted off, she felt someone push her shoulders down and a pillow rested her head comfortably. Within minutes she was sleeping.

She heard a small click and her eyes sprung open, she was alone in the room. There was only one thing that occupied her mind. Getting up slowly she walked to the door, for once hoping no one would interrupt her from roaming. Peaking her head out she noticed no one was there and started to walk out. She got to the stairs and so far she ran into no one. She walked slowly trying to remember where the library was, something clicked in her head and she found her self walking almost running through the halls. She came to the big doors that looked familiar, and opened them very slowly, nothing creaked which helped, seeing no one was inside, she went in, closing the door as she went. The fire was poorly lit so she started with that. Looking around she saw the small logs to the left, slowly the room started to become brighter. With a pleased nod, she turned and started roaming the books. Some looked like they were used a lot, others, not even touched. She grazed her hand lightly over the books, it would take her forever to read all of the books in this room, but she wasn't disappointed in the thought. She kept walking touching the books every now and then. She came across the book that caught her attention earlier. She plucked the light green, used book from the shelf, looking closer she noticed the small lines of gold making patterns across the front and back. Opening she noticed more pages were blank then she first time she opened it, flipping through pages she stopped when the page was full of writing.

When will it end? Every time I find my self thinking about this god damn curse, I become angry. So angry I start to break things, I told Mrs. Potts to make sure I never got out of the castle, but I knew tonight would be the night I slip.

I didn't know what I was doing until it was to late, I saw the fear in the young mans eyes, I saw how he wanted to live, but I didn't care, I just wanted to tear him apart. I grabbed him and stared at him. I threw him against the nearest tree and heard a gasp, the man now laid still. If he was dead he was dead. If he wasn't the wolves would get to him. With that I walked away.

She had to read something else, it made sense, he looked like a creature to do things like this, but his eyes, she closed her eyes and pushed that thought away, flipping through she saw on page that was recently someone wrote in.

A very eventful night if I do say so myself. The girl looked petrified, yet, against me she was slightly more relaxed, I couldn't help, but, well help her. She seemed helpless, and vulnerable. She was trying to speak but it came out in stutters so I told who ever it was to leave. He didn't agree right away, but he left eventually. The girl ended up collapsing but I caught her, she looked puzzled but let me lift her. This was the first time I ever felt the need to help someone, after 9 years of being a monster, I wanted to help someone. I couldn't help but think maybe she is the one, but I can't think like that, but just may-

Before she could read anymore, the book was plucked from her hands she turned to tell who ever it was to give it back but only stopped when she realized who it was.

"Why are you reading this?" His voice was stern, and slightly angered. She didn't blame him but then again it was his own fault for leaving it in a library that she could find it. This only angered her.

"If you didn't want anyone to read it you shouldn't put it some where where they can find it."

"Out of all the books to choose from, you chose this one. So I am asking you again." he stepped forward, she could feel how angry he was. "Why did you continue to read this?"

"Because I wanted to see if you were really a monster, or if you had some humanity in you." She couldn't meet his eyes. A loud chuckled rang through the library.

"Why look at me, of course I am a monster!" She could hear the low growl starting. Casting her eyes down she whispered.

"Yet, you saved me." Sucking in a breath she managed to look at him, she couldn't read his expression. When he spoke his voice was low, and deep.

"Simply for entertainment, that's all."

"But I thought-"

"You thought wrong!" She felt her self flinch and take a step back. "See! You are scared of me, more scared of me than of the young man that threatened you." Instantly he wished he didn't say it, but he was tied up in the angry, and didn't quite care, at least until she looked up at him with her eyes glossy, but no tears came.

She looked at him in surprise, tears were threatening to fall, but she couldn't let them.

"I'm not staying here another minute." With that she took off, she was leaving this place. He was right she was scared, but nothing scared her more than Gaston, he was the only monster, inside and out. She grabbed her cloak and headed out to her horse in the cold storm. She didn't care where she was heading, she only knew that she had to go far away from anyone and anything, she would even let the cold take her, she didn't care. She rode her horse hard and fast, not knowing what was waiting for her when she reached the forest...

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Sorry this took so long, my father had a cardiac episode, my work shifts have been all over the place, and it was my birthday, so of course I had to celebrate, I hope this chapter makes it up, I will try my best to have the next chapter for tomorrow.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! ...gobble gobble... :3... mmmm turkey...

Thanks for reading!