Epilogue: Broken Wings

Love… is pure and genuine and shall break the spell…

Blue rays of light rain down around them. They sparkled and hissed as they hit the floor of the balcony. Abel's body slowly rose into the air. Esther just watched as it rose. His tattered, broken wings were wrapped tightly around his body like a black cape. A blue light escaped from his body. The claws on his hands were the first to go. A blue light engulfed them and the turned into a human's hand. Next his blue-dyed lips turned to normal human's lips. Then, his fang like teeth shrank and dulled. A gust of magical wind blew through his halo of long silver hair and it soon fell round his face. At that second, his black feathers blew away in the magical gust of wind, revealing a silk black cloak. As millions of black feathers danced in the window and floated down around Esther, Abel slowly floated to the ground just like a feather.

The rain began to light up. Esther went over to she if he was alive, when all of the sudden, his body moved. He stood up and looked at his hands. He saw that the claws were gone. Then, he spun around and faced Esther. His clothes were tattered and his cloak was ripped. But that face. Esther had only seen that face once before. In her daydream she had seem him as the prince who danced with her.

"Esther," Abel spoke, his words were scratchy no more, "It's me." He grabbed her hands and held them softly.

Esther looked at him. She couldn't believe it. She just couldn't, but when she saw those eyes, those clear blue eyes. She knew it was he. She reached up and played with a lock of his soft silver hair. "It is you." She said with a smile. She rested her head on his cheek. This was he: the man she loved.

He placed had on her cheek and brushed her red hair away from her eyes. This was she: the woman he loved.

They both locked eyes. Then, he leaned down and she leaned up. Their lips met in a most passionate kiss. Blue magic circled around them and soared into the sky. It hit the sky and exploded. The magic dust landed onto the castle making everything beautiful again.

The sun came out and so did the servants. Leon and Noélle came out together. Then so did Kate and William. Tres, Hugue, Vaclav and Catrina entered with pious. Princess Seth and Ion came out last. Both Seth and Ion looked like teenagers and not children.

"Brother! Look at us! We're free!" Seth said as she jumped out her brother.

Abel fell backwards and everyone (set aside Tres) had a laugh. They were no longer under the spell. They were no longer Crusniks and Methuselahs. They were humans again.

Seth gave her brother a big hug and ran over to Ion where she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Everyone saw that and Ion became as red as a tomato.

Noélle and Kate decided to mimic the two teenagers and Noélle kissed Leon's cheek while Kate kissed William's cheek. Both men blushed even a darker shade of red than Ion. Everyone laughed at the two men and the young boy.

Abel had climbed back up onto his feet and picked Esther up as he spun around. She laughed even harder.


The next day they held a royal ball in honor of the broken enchantment. Abel picked Esther, who wore the same white and red dress as the ball, up and twirled her around. Then he let her back onto the ground where he kissed her passionately. Once they broke the kiss, he continued to lead the dance that they were dancing too.

Ion and Princess Seth watched them as they danced themselves. They both had grins on their faces as Esther and Abel passed them.

"They are going to live happily ever after." Seth said with a sigh.

Ion looked deeply in her eyes. "And so will we." He told her and kissed her.

And they all lived happily ever after….


I know this will not remain forever

However it's beautiful

Your eyes, hands and your warm smile

They're my treasure

It's hard to forget

I wish there was a solution

Don't spend your time in confusion

I'll turn back now and spread

Trinity Blood belongs to Sunao Yoshida, Gonzo, and Funimation Entertainment

My broken wings still strong enough to cross the ocean with

My broken wings How far should I go drifting in the wind

Higher and higher in the light

My broken wings still strong enough to cross the ocean with

My broken wings How far should I go drifting in the wind

Across the sky, just keep on flying

Beauty and the Beast belongs to Walt Disney Pictures

The pain that cannot be measured, the flow of time that cannot be measured

Even if that may fill up everything

I can still feel

What falls from the sky is not the rain. . .

A Beauty and a Beast was written by Sapphire Rose E.

All rights reserved

Did I ever chain you down to my heart

'Cause I was afraid of you?

No, I couldn't hold any longer

Love is not a toy

Let go of me now

The time we spent is perpetual

Our future is not real

I'll leap into the air

Cast:

Belle: Esther Blanchett

Beast: Crusnik 02 (Abel Nightroad)

Lumiere/ Cogsworth: William Walters Wordsworth

Lumiere/Cogsworth: Leon Garcia de Asturias

Mrs. Potts: Catrina Sforza

Chip: Ion

Maurice: Laura Vitez

Gaston: Dietrich von Lohengrin

Wardrobe/Feather duster: Noélle Bor

Maid: Kate Scott

Cook: Vaclav Havel

Gardener: Hugue de Watteau

Stable keeper: Tres Iqus

Beast's Sister: Seth Nightlord

Beast's Elder Brother: Cain Nightlord

Lefou: Porter

Head Father: Issak Fernand von Kämpfer

Villager #1: Petro Oricini

Villager #2:Francesco di Medici

Villager #3:Paula Souwauski

Villager #4: Virgil Walsh

Villager #5: Vanessa Walsh

Enchantress: Lilith Sahl

and Philippe as himself

My broken wings still strong enough to cross the ocean with

My broken wings How far should I go drifting in the wind

Higher and higher in the light

My broken wings still strong enough to cross the ocean with

My broken wings How far should I go drifting in the wind

Across the sky, just keep on flying

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What falls from the sky is not the rain. . .