A/N: It's been more than a month! Sorry... I might as well say that I may not update this often as my schedule is packed, however I may update it every once in a while. Hopefully you guys enjoy this chapter and sorry for all the author's notes. This doesn't usually happen.

If you have any fairy tales you want to see in a twisted version, please say so!

Till next time,

D.L.D

Thunder crashed outside as Marinette worked on her latest design. Her town hadn't seen a storm this bad in years and now it was raining like there was no tomorrow. The wind howled and she could hear the rain pounding against the window panes. Fortunately she was inside and not outside. It looked terrible out there.

"Marinette! I need your help!" Max Kante ran up to the bluenette. He was drenched and had a frantic look on his face.

Marinette was known as the town's most fearless female and that was what attracted most of the men towards her. She was able to think on her feet and had done what nobody else had dared to, often exploring abandoned houses and encountering wolves. However she was also seen as strange and it didn't help that her mother had died many years ago.

It was actually her mother's illness that made her obsessed with finding out the truth of everything and creating cures for things. She wanted to change the world for the better and that was why she often explored places.

The female looked up from her pile of fabrics and looked at her old classmate.

"What is it this time?" She sighed.

"There's a beast!" The male cried out, "And I'm not the only person who's seen it! Juleka, Rose, Luka, Kagami even! He's captured Mylene. We believe it's a cursed man."

"Cursed?" Her blue eyes sparkled with intrigued, "Go on, I have to write this down. Alya!"

"On it!" The brunette began to write down what Max had said.

"He lives in an abandoned castle West of here," The male continued, "It was the late Queen Emilie and King Gabriel's. From our extensive research we believe their son, Adrien, is the beast."

"Adrien?" The female repeated, "As in our friend Adrien? The one who died the night Hawkmoth attacked?"

"Yes!" Max exclaimed, "I know it makes no sense, but trust me on this!"

"Ok, I'm trusting you," She sighed, "Alya, have you noted everything down?"

"Yep!" The brunette passed her the paper, "Are you heading out?"

"Someone has to," Marinette put on her riding hood, "Mylene's being held captive."

"Good luck!" Both adults called as the woman ran out into the pouring rain.

...0o0...

Marinette stood outside of the large castle. It looked like it hadn't been tended to in a while and it sent a chill down her spine. She didn't know what to expect in there and from Max's description the beast inside was monstrous.

The wind whipped at the female's shivering form as the rain continued to soak her already drenched body. Her teeth chattered as she felt the cold water on her skin and rain water fell into her eyes. It was freezing out there.

Gingerly, the female pushed open the door and stepped inside. Furniture was scattered everywhere with everything looking as if it had been untouched for years. She couldn't help but smile. Adrenaline pumped into her veins as she studied the foyer a little more.

A light flickered in the corner of her eye and she turned towards it.

"Hello?" She called out.

Nothing.

The light moved and she followed.

"Please, I came here to save a friend," She spoke, "I'd really appreciate the help."

The light continued, unfazed by her words. It led her up a stone staircase to a room filled with holding cells.

The sound of coughing came from one and she rushed to it, her brow furrowed.

"Mylene!" She clasped her friend's hands, "You're hands are like ice."

"Marinette?" The female looked at the bluenette before letting go, "You shouldn't be here! Go!"

"Go?" Her expression was confused, "I came here to save you. Max said that-"

"Ignore Max," Mylene's eyes darted from left to right, "Just leave!"

"But-"

A low growl was heard in the darkness.

"Mylene what was that?" Marinette looked around her.

"The beast," The female gulped, "Marinette go!"

"No way!" The bluenette stood up and spoke into the darkness, "I don't know who you are, but let her go! She's done nothing wrong!"

"She trespassed," A low voice responded.

"I'm sure she didn't mean it," Marinette smiled as she spotted a pair of green eyes in the darkness, "Please, I'll do anything to make sure she's safe."

"Marinette! No!" Mylene protested, "Don't do it! I'll be fine, go home!"

"Even trade places," The bluenette looked at her friend.

"Are you sure?" The voice asked.

"Positive," She smiled.

"Deal," She felt something brush past her and then heard the door to the holding cell open.

"Marinette! Please!" Mylene begged.

"I'm sorry..." The bluenette responded as she watched her friend disappear into the darkness.

She then collapsed into tears.

...0o0...

Morning came and Marinette was determined to find out more about this mysterious beast. The night she arrived, he had told her the one rule was to never go into the West wing. When she asked why, the simple answer was it was forbidden. But she really did want to know why.

Something about the wing interested her. Just like all the many things that did before it. She had to know what was there.

She had been at the castle for a few days and had learned a lot about the beast and everyone in the castle. She had concluded that they were under some sort of curse and she wanted to help them sure it somehow, but she didn't know how. But she was sure it had something to do with the West wing.

"Thinking about the west wing?" Tikki, the teapot, asked.

"Mhm," The bluenette hummed as she thought, "What do you think he has there?"

"You're guess is as good as mine," Tikki sighed, "Just don't go up there. You'll anger him."

"I don't think he'd harm me," Marinette laughed, "If he wanted to he would have when I first came here."

"Don't underestimate him," Plagg, the clock, chuckled, "He can lose his temper quickly."

"Sure he can," Marinette giggled.

"Between you and me, he has a soft spot for you," Nino, the candelabra, whispered.

"Nino! Don't tell her that!" Alya, the feather duster, hit him.

"But it's true, ma cherie," He responded, "Just like I have one for you."

The two began to flirt and the others rolled their eyes.

"Ok, moving from that topic," Plagg shuddered, "You just shouldn't go to the West wing. Even I don't and I love to annoy Him."

Marinette nodded, but her mind was elsewhere. She knew that she had to know what was in the West wing. It might just help with the curse. So she hatched a plan.

...0o0...

All was dark. Night had descended upon the residents of the castle and many slept soundly, their dreams filled with hopes of a new life where they weren't objects.

Marinette was at the landing, thinking as her body guided her towards the West Wing. She knew that doing this would have dire consequences, but by now all she wanted to do was fix the curse.

Walking through the upturned and trashed room, the female paused at a portrait of what looked like a young man. If she didn't know any better, she'd of thought that it was what the beast would really look like, but she shook those thoughts away.

Gradually, the female approached the glowing rose in the centre of the room. It was underneath a glass cylindrical case and floated above the marble pedestal it was on.

Marinette let out a breath as she tucked a stray hair behind her ear before placing her fingers on the smooth glass. Silently, she lifted the case and placed it to the side. The rose remained as it was, the only difference being how brightly it glowed. The bluenette's blue eyes glistened as she stared at the flower, wondering if she should touch it.

'It would help me to figure this out,' The female pondered as she tentatively reached out towards it.

She grasped the rose and its light faded, there was a deafening roar and several screams before all went silent and black.

Marinette woke up to find herself bound down by tight leather straps. Her vision was cloudy and she could just about hear everything around her.

"She's gone crazy!"

"I know, muttering about beasts and talking objects."

"I think it's for the best we send her here," The first voice spoke.

"I know..." The second voice faltered.

"Send me where?" Marinette found her voice.

"She's awake!" The first voice yelped, "Sedate her! Doctor!"

"I'm on it," A new voice spoke, "We'll have her at the hospital in no time."

"The hospital?" Marinette's eyes widened, "No! Not there! I'm not insane! I saw a beast! I saw talking objects! I-I-..."

Haziness soon took over the female closed her eyes. The last thing she remembered thinking was: 'What happened?'