MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY! Ok that aside... I bet the question on everyone's mind is... "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" um yeah about that... Like I said before I disappeared into oblivion... I was studying for my exams and I'm glad to say I did quite well... Then I was in a musical thing again... Then I had to fly to London... Finish some art projects and... apply to that university I wanted to go to... and I'm pleased to say... "I HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED!" yay! That aside, thanks you all for your patience and your continued support of this fic. It means so much to me and I'm sorry you had to put up with the waiting... I truly am... So here's my Christmas gift to you! THE LONGEST CHAPTER EVER...
Angela groaned as she pulled herself up from the ground, grateful that the carpet had somewhat cushioned her fall... Rubbing her bruised shoulder... She proceeded to ready herself to face the mob only to freeze when she caught sight of a figure standing in front of her... She froze before backing away slightly in surprise and maybe also a little... in fear... The figure before her... was a girl... A human girl... A human girl that didn't look the least bit threatening and yet Angela felt like she was being confronted by her worse nightmare...
Angela backed away as the woman tried to take a step towards her...
"She's so... beautiful..." Angela thought before she felt her ears flattening against her mane and she lowered her head in shame, battling the urge to hide her own hideous face as she took in the lovely vision before her... The woman's milk white skin contrasted perfectly with her midnight black hair that framed the sharp features of her intricately shaped face while eyes of the iciest blue studied her coldly... Angela flinched. Something about the woman's face unnerved her... The expression the woman wore was so... cold... So familiar... It reminded Angela so much of... herself... Her human self... and it suddenly occurred to her... more strongly than ever... that the very idea that she... an ugly, monstrous beast... had once been a beautiful girl herself...
Angela growled.
"And never will be again..." she reminded herself bitterly before drawing herself to full height and locking eyes with the woman.
The monstrosity gave Guinevere such a furious glare, she actually felt compelled to throw up... or run, then again she'd probably do both... But despite the twitching of her leg muscles, Guinevere held her ground, her icy blue eyes glaring malevolently into the beast's furious bright emerald ones.
"The beast... We meet at last..." she found herself sneering.
The monster's eyes narrowed, as if confused for a moment before asking in an icy voice...
"Who are you? And what are you doing here?"
Guinevere heaved a sigh of relief, grateful that the beast hadn't just pounced and just taken her head off...
"Oh... Has Beau never mentioned me? I'm disappointed..." she said sweetly.
The beast's eyes widened...
"Guinevere..." it whispered.
The raven head smiled.
"Yes..."
Guinevere planted her feet tighter into the ground as the monster suddenly dashed forward only to stop just centimeters in front of her...
"GET OUT!" it roared viciously causing Guinevere's long hair to fly backwards...
"Touchy... Touchy..." the raven hair snapped simply.
Angela uttered a low growl of confusion... Why on Gods earth wasn't this woman running for her life?
Frustrated, she snarled, revealing her sharp teeth, which to her surprise had no effect on Guinevere at all.
At wit's end, Angela drew back. "Get out." She warned only to get a simple scoff from Guinevere.
"Is this how you normally treat your guests?"
"Only when they're trespassing..." Angela growled fiercely which only resulted in Guinevere rolling her eyes.
" I see... I wonder what you do to your prisoners... Tell me Beast... Did you have fun tormenting my Beau while he was locked up here with you" she said coyly.
Angela blinked.
"What are you talking about? Beau wasn't a prisoner... He was my"
"Friend?" Guinevere mocked before laughing heartily.
"Oh my Beau has really out done himself..." she chuckled.
Angela raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about how Beau pretended to be your friend so you would finally let him leave... Honestly the man was so traumatized that he came home rambling like a maniac."
Angela shook her head... Not daring to believe her ears...
"All this time... He was pretending to be my friend?" she thought while clutching her heart as it squeezed painfully.
"No it can't be... I don't believe you! Beau cares about me!" Angela snarled while Guinevere shrugged casually, infuriating and confusing Angela even more...
"He certainly does... I've never seen a man so eager to put such a large bounty over a monster's head when he finally escaped you..." Guinevere sneered malevolently.
There was a pause between the two...
"What?" the beast echoed, the anger on her face disappearing to reveal shock... and even hurt...
"So the monster has feelings... Feelings for Beau... How pathetic..." Guinevere thought and suddenly, a wave of confidence washed over the malicious young woman... Despite knowing that running for her life was the safest option for her... and one she should have executed minutes ago... The urge to torment this beast further excited Guinevere... From what she could tell... She actually had power over this terrifying monster that towered menacingly over her... and it was gratifying... Guinevere allowed herself a secret smile... This monster, whether it was aware of it or not... was in love with Beau...
"Pathetic..." Guinevere thought, but she knew that using this little delusion was the only thing that was going to keep her neck intact with her head. Smiling, Guinevere reassured herself before advancing.
"Its true you know..."
"No..."
"Can you deny the evidence? Why do you think we are all here then?" Guinevere sneered
Angela gritted her fangs while her paws gripped her chest... The awful pain in her heart returning with greater vengeance...
"Get out..." she growled...her voice trembling...
"Why? Does the truth hurt beast?" Guinevere cooed...
Angela looked away, her claws flexing uncontrollably, the urge of ripping this woman to shreds just coming close to overpowering her...
"It does doesn't it..." Guinevere sneered enjoying how the beast seemed to deflate at every condescending word... Feeling powerful from this little discovery, Guinevere advanced bravely.
"What's the matter BEAST? To kind and gentle to fight back?" she spat. Angela stiffened, unwilling to back down to this woman but still determined not to hurt her either... She was better than this... She was not an animal that lashed out when angered... She was driven by reason... REASON... Not instinct...But this woman was making self-control so incredibly difficult... and Angela wanted nothing more than to slowly maul away that perfect face...
She roared, trying to scare Guinevere into running away but the raven head only smiled wider.
"Yes I most definitely can see why Beau rambled like a maniac when he came back... He was so frightened... Said he had to act and say the most contrived things to win your trust before you finally released him..."
Angela felt her heart crumple.
"No he would never..."
"Really? You think he actually cared for something as hideous as you when he had me?"
"Stop..."
" You don't believe me? Why do you think he's not here? Did he even say he was going to come back?" Guinevere sneered, confident that this line was going to completely shatter the beast...
Angela stiffened... before slowly raising her head.
"He's coming back..." she said calmly, surprised by the sudden confidence in her voice...
Guinevere laughed cruelly.
"Coming back? To you? You deluded little fool... What makes you think Beau would return to this God awful place..."
"He promised me." Angela growled, her tone getting firmer with the memory of how Beau had said it with such determination before kissing her... She trusted him... She had faith in him...
Oh please... He'd say anything to get away from you..." Guinevere sneered but Angela could see a tinge of panic in those icy blue eyes and it fueled her growing confidence.
Angela smiled coldly.
" So you don't believe me?" she said silkily before gesturing at the glistening object clenched firmly between Guinevere's hands.
"Then let the mirror show you..."
To Guinevere's utmost horror, the mirror crackled under her grip and flashed a blinding green, showing her all that she needed to see... Quickly tearing apart her feeble web of lies...
"Believe me now?" came the beast's triumphant voice… Causing Guinevere to look up in fear as it advanced towards her, it's emerald eyes gleaming with satisfaction and malice.
"Also... Come to think of it... If Beau really loved you... Why would he send you to face me?"
Guinevere's could feel cold sweat rolling down her forehead as the beast continued to advance...
"More importantly... Why would he send you to face me ALONE if I am such a monster? Doesn't sound like love to me..." the beast said gleefully, almost purring with satisfaction as it watched Guinevere start to fluster...
"He didn't... I volunteered..." the raven head spluttered finally, only to get a harsh laugh in return.
"Please... If you know Beau as well as I do... You'd know he'd never allow you to do that..." Angela snarled.
"I..." Guinevere's fists curled... Her mind cursing herself repeatedly for underestimating this... this... freak's intelligence... The beast was right... Even if he had loved or even hated her... It didn't matter... Beau was too good of a person to ever let Guinevere do something like this...
Angela smiled satisfactorily as she watched Guinevere fluster... struggling to come up with a suitable answer...
"Just as I thought... You're a liar and an idiot... NOW GET OUT!" Angela thundered before turning the other way...
Guinevere bared her teeth as she watched the beast stroll off... No one gets the better of Guinevere LeFier... NO ONE! It was unheard of... Outrageous!
"And I'm going to make you pay..." Guinevere thought spitefully, clenching her fists as the beast suddenly turned back around and asked coldly...
"Oh and before I forget... Can I have my mirror back?"
Guinevere looked down at the infuriating object clenched in her fists and for a moment... Considered flinging it onto the beast's face with all her twenty years worth of strength... Just to wipe off the stupid smile etched on it's face... But as she continued looking at it, her eyes widened as an idea short of brilliant formed in her mind...
"I'm not done with you yet..." she though maliciously before composing herself...
"Alright you got me... I was lying... A true lady knows when she's beaten..." Guinevere said mockingly before holding her hands up in a surrendering position
"Wonderful..." the beast growled. "So give me back my mirror and get out of my castle...
Guinevere smirked.
"Tut tut... Don't you want to where your darling sweetheart Beau is then? I mean... If he really cares about you... Why isn't he here to save you?"
Angela narrowed her eyes...
"What is this woman getting at?" she thought in frustration but was determined not to let Guinevere know that...
"He's back in the village... Tending to his father..." she said coldly but felt a little unnerved when Guinevere broke into a fit of cackling.
"Is he really? His father is a lunatic you know? And Beau's a lunatic himself... Calling something as hideous as you a friend... Please... Did I mention our village doesn't take kindly to people like them..."
Angela felt a chill go down her spine...
"What are you talking about? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM?" she demanded storming up to Guinevere only to stop when the raven head raised the mirror.
"Come one step closer or ask it a question and I'll smash your little toy into smithereens beast... " Guinevere drawled, an infuriating smile now pulling at the corners of her blood red mouth as she watched the beast back away in defeat...
"Now that's more like it..." Guinevere laughed before looking at the mirror.
"You know what... I like your little toy... I think I'll keep it..." she announced happily, enjoying how the beast was now and once again withering at her mercy...
"Please... You don't have to do this... Take anything you want from the castle... Just give me the mirror." The beast begged, the tone in its voice just short of pathetic. Guinevere's smile widened.
"You want it?" she cooed sweetly.
"Then come get!" she screamed before turning around and escaping through the doors...
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