Tiana was in an empty room. The only light in the room was a dim lantern hanging over her head. She sighed, she wished all her friends would be safe and the villains be gone forever. She then started transforming from frog-humanoid to human over and over, trying to struggle out of her chair. The ropes couldn't make her slip out in any mucus covered way or form. Naveen...Mama...she thought. Tiana hung her head.
"Daddy...help me..." she said.
Cinderella tried turning back time before all of this happened. Every time she made an attempt, a grandfather in the corner flashed green, and would display the same time it was at the moment. Cinderella couldn't turn back or speed up time. All she could do was make the second hand stop in its place. All she wanted, was to dance with Prince Charming. She remembered when the Prince told her, that she was quite the dancer. That moment was something she'd treasure, til the ends of all time.
Rapunzel knew her hair better than anyone. If she was tangled in it, she could get herself out in no time. She managed to do so, the other half of her hair mangled in other things. At the end, was a big pair of scissors, only held apart by a string. The scissors would be triggered if she tried getting her hair out. She couldn't do anything now, except think about her life with Flynn. Poor Flynn...she thought. She'd do anything just to let him go free.
Ariel was put in a tank, with a giant oyster shell inhabiting it. The goons stuffed her into the oyster and slammed it shut. Tied up and inside a giant oyster was totally how she depicted her death. All that was keeping her company was a giant sticky pearl in the darkness. She didn't mind being underwater, no. She just didn't like doing nothing while her husband was being tortured to death. Her tears mixed with the sea water around her. She started humming a certain song. Oh, the waves roll low, and the waves roll high, and so it goes...under a bright blue endless sky...It was her mother's song. Waves try to measure, the days that we treasure...she sang in her head.
"Wave hello, and wave goodbye." she finished, whispering to herself.
Mulan slammed her fist against the walls. They wouldn't crumble at her feet. She didn't care if property damages were in her hands. She would destroy the whole castle for Shang. But no matter how the warrior tried, the walls of her prison didn't even crack. Shang was in danger. She couldn't risk losing him again! She wasn't going to lose him, if that was the last thing she'd fight for.
Snow White was weeping to herself, in corner of her dark chamber. She could hear Mulan in anger, Jasmine in anguish, Rapunzel crying, and nothing else. The air was cold, and the feeling of an omen crawled in through ever opening. One of the goons slid a plate of food through the feeding slot. Snow White stared at the plate of three, shiny apples from afar. They reflected Prince Florian's eyes, at least that's what she saw. She took an apple, and threw it against the wall. Then, threw the next one out the window. Almost throwing the last one, the young princess stopped. She stared down at the fruit, and just passed it between her two hands.
Jasmine couldn't stop crying. At first, the villains keeping her prisoner had to bang on the door for her to be quiet, only making her wail louder each time. In fact, every time she heard Mulan bang against the chamber neighboring hers, it made her cringe and sob harder. Jasmine, the princess of Agrabah, finally with her true love. But where is she now? She was against her enclosure's door, just begging nobody to let Aladdin go. It was a miserable sight. Aladdin...was all she could think. She didn't care what she said or did, all she knew was that she'd give her own life for his, and she would jump at her chance. She sat, head buried in her knees, just sulking.
Aurora...tried to be strong. She succeeded for a couple of moments. Phillip is near death, and all she was doing was sitting in a chair. No use of using her powers, she could hear Mulan cursing and slamming the walls of her cell. If she didn't get out, nobody else would. Aurora just stared down at the floor, at her feet. When she looked up, she saw a familiar looking spinning wheel, in the corner of the room. Like before, she felt a bit, attracted towards it. Maybe...if I bleed out the pain...she thought. But no, she wasn't stupid. She turned away from it, and just stared at the door. She was going to be brave for Phillip.
As for Belle, she sat in the middle of the room, but she wasn't tied up to anything. The villains felt that she didn't need any restraining. Belle felt as if she was a failure. Failure to her friends, failure to Adam...She then thought about her father, and his words to her. "No daughter of mine, is ever a failure!" she heard Papa say in her head. The scene reeled in her mind like a mini movie. There was a young little French girl, with brown hair and hazel eyes, wearing a cute blue dress. She tinkering with some sort of mechanism, and it combusted right onto the floor. She saw the girl cry and run to her father, who was stunningly handsome as a young man. The little girl cried that she'd never be smart like her father, when the he spoke.
"Nonsense, No daughter of mine, is ever a failure!" he said notoriously. Just then, the door opened in their house and the little girl got excited.
"Mama!" she squealed. The words her father spoke rang through her head. Belle, the bookworm of the city she lived in, the daughter of an inventor, that was her. Let her prince and friends die while she just sat there? No. She wasn't going to let this happen, oh no she wouldn't. She searched the room for anything she could use. There was a lock, but nothing to pick with. She saw a table, and a pile of hay in the corner to the right of the door. A plan then formed in her brilliant mind.
What's with all these pain chapters?! They're all for effect. I love nothing more than emotion in a story, it really gives the words a certain purpose, and brings the whole tale to life. I THANK ALL READERS. THANK YOU. THANK YOU INFINITY. AND REVIEWERS, YOU DO YOU'RE THING. YOU'RE JUST AS AWESOME. I just love you all mwua! This will be special. Now I'll see you in a bit, I gotta take a break, and I'll start typing the next chapter. Remember, *clears throat* Read on, and your imagination will stay strong!