Hello... Well if any of you readers are wondering why this took so long... 1) A lack of review 2) I broke my finger... LITERALLY so its awkward when you type with nine fingers and you have this tree trunk of a cast clumsily flopping around... Anyway... Thank you TheIronMask, Boo and No Name Nathan for reviewing and also your ideas, I'll put consideration into your suggestions... also thank you Mary-Pyroangel for favouriting :) Means a lot to me... Well here it is... And please so I know my howls of pain aren't in vain... Please review... Oh and give suggestions! GIVE SUGGESTIONS... joking, but it's make my job a whole lot easier :) ok thats it and enjoy...

Beau squinted with all his might as he entered the room, doing his best to adjust to the darkness... As he continued into the gloom, he started tearing apart the never-ending waves of cobwebs, the room was in such a state of neglect, it was simply impossible anyone could live here... There was nothing but ragged curtains, heaps of dust and shattered furniture... Beau shuddered, were any of these broken fragments once alive?

"Ooof!" he grunted as he clumsily collided into a small table, catching it just in the nick of time before it crashed onto the ground. As he straightened himself up, he caught sight of a familiar set of piercing emerald eyes glaring back at him...

He stopped short, breathing heavily as he turned to face those bright emerald eyes. But those eyes didn't belong to that of the monstrous beast but to that of a girl... A girl in a painting... Cautiously, Beau approached the work of art, noticing the claw marks that tore through it... The Beast's doing no doubt...

"What a shame..." he thought sadly as he looked at the girl... She was disturbingly... beautiful from what he could see, with defined elfin features, rosy cheeks and large doe shaped eyes... A shudder went through Beau; those eyes were so haunting they almost looked familiar... Like he knew...

"That's impossible..." Beau thought, he had never seen this girl in all his life... If he had encountered such a rare beauty, he'd be a fool for not remembering but... There was no doubt in his mind that she was definitely eerily familiar... Before he could delve into the matter any further, a bright crimson flash illuminated the room, causing Beau to turn around... He gasped, there on a stone table lay the most perfect red blossom... The ideal flower, so red it made blood pale in comparison... It literally defied gravity, hanging in mid air as graceful as rose could be... As if under a spell, Beau found himself drawn to it, intrigued that the flower was not just able to glow radiantly but also hover without external support... Without thinking, Beau lifted the glass casing that housed this beauty, his hand reaching out to stroke the silken petals. But before he could do so, the beast materialized from the shadows...

Beau felt his knees buckling and he quickly flinched away in fear... In the moonlight, the bluish hue casted over the craggy features of the beast, bringing them into shaper relief making her look even more terrifying and monstrous... Seeing the glass case of her precious rose removed, the Beast quickly leapt over the table and hurriedly reached for the glass casing, hastily placing it in its original position her eyes shinning with panic. Looking at Beau's confused face, which slowly transformed into one of disgust, the beast, felt a wave of cold fury wash over her... This man... this fool obviously had no idea of the colossal consequences that could have transpired should he have altered the rose in any way... For one, the beast would have been stuck in this nightmare for all eternity... And that was an existence she just couldn't bare...

Slowly, her fangs bared, she turned to Beau.

"What...are...you...doing...here..." she asked barely able to form words through her growls.

"I... I..."

"Didn't I tell you never to come here?!" the beast hissed, her anger reaching breaking point.

"I meant no harm... I...

"Do you know WHAT YOU COULD HAVE DONE?!" Unable to contain her anger any longer, beast lashed out, her strong arms tearing through a wooden table that stood between her and Beau. Terrified for his life, Beau reached for a chair to defend himself only to gasp in horror as the Beast smashed it into smithereens before he could even touch it. Becoming genuinely afraid for his life, Beau attempted to run under her only to be thrown into the air and crash heavily near the door. Rubbing his head, he glanced up only to see the Beast charging towards him like an enraged bull. Thinking quickly, he opened the door and flung himself out, slamming the door just as Beast rammed herself into it. The impact of the collision sent them both sprawling onto the ground...

Feeling his heart rate skyrocket, Beau hastily picked up his aching body.

"ARGHH!" came an animalistic roar from the other side of the door followed by something shattering. Beau backed away desperately his body quivering in fear. Another loud roar finally gave him the urge to run for his life. He threw himself down the stairs, grabbing his cloak as he did so, completely ignoring Lumiere and Cogsworth as he stumbled into the stables. Saddling Philippe, Beau quickly grabbed the reins and forced the horse out of the cursed castle and into the dark woods.

Back in the West Wing, the beast's head finally cleared, her animalistic rage slowly fading... Dazed, she looked around the room to find virtually every piece of furniture broken.

"Oh no... No...Not again..." she whimpered burying her face into her clawed hands only to look up in surprise. Dangling from her claws, a piece of Beau's sleeve, covered in blood...

"No..." she whispered, not daring to believe her eyes... She couldn't have... As much as she hated him...She'd never...

"What have I done... What have I done..." she whispered, her green eyes wide with fear.

Shaking her head, the beast leaned over the table and tried to ignore the guilt that was washing over her.

"He was being stupid... Stupid boy...I told him not to come here... I told him..." she hissed to herself. However the image of the bloody sleeve kept drifting in and out of her consciousness...

"No... He deliberately disobeyed me... He deserved it!" her lip curled into a sneer at her own inner thoughts.

"But then again... ARGHHH Damn him!"

Unable to bottle her regret anymore the Beast decided to do something she'd never thought she do... Just to get the infuriating weight off her chest...She was going to apologize to Beau...

Throwing open the doors, the Beast dashed down the stairs only to trip on her long tail and nearly flattening Cogsworth in the process.

"Mistress..."

"Cogsworth... oh thank God... Have you seen the..."

Cogsworth's face became distorted, almost... like he was angry with her.

"The young man has left us..."

The beast couldn't believe her ears.

"WHAT?!" she cried in disbelief. "No he..."

"Unfortunately Mistress... He is gone..."

"But the blizzard and the..." As if on cue, a wolf's howl pierced the air.

The beast looked out the window... Her eyes widening in realization... She grabbed her hair...

"The wolves... oh my God... Wolves... He's going to GET HIMSELF KILLED!"

Ignoring Cogsworth's shouts, the beast ran down the remaining stairs and out the doors, slamming it shut behind her. Taking a deep breath, she sniffed the air and proceeded to search for Beau, praying with all her heart that he was all right...