As quickly as it came, the disturbance felt by everyone went away and they were now concerned about the children getting back safely, as the sky was worsening and the thunder was getting louder but strangely, it did not rain.

Cogsworth, his stress levels through the roof, was considering sending out a search party to go look for the children but before he could do so, the main doors opened revealing Rose, Chip and Sophie.

'There you are!' Mrs Potts said, approaching them, 'It's alright, Cogsworth, they're back safe and sound. I told you everything would be fine. Chip kept an eye on them and made sure they were safe, didn't you, son?'

Chip just nodded.

'I suppose so, Mrs Potts,' Cogsworth said, not convinced. He then turned to the children. Rose gave Chip a worried look, but he gave her a reassuring smile, as he promised not to tell.

'Did you stay in the garden like I told you to?' Cogsworth said, his face close to the children.

'Yes,' all three said.

'You didn't go off into the woods or the glade or anywhere dangerous?' he then said.

'No' all three said, even though it wasn't entirely true.

Cogsworth could sense they were lying as he noticed that Rose's right arm was tucked back which looked suspicious, but he decided not to press the matter further seeing that Chip had got them back safely, so he went back upstairs to the West Wing, Sophie following him, to see her parents in their studio and Chip went back into the kitchen, leaving Rose alone in the foyer.

Certain that no-one was around, except for Lila, who was sleeping on her cushion near the windowsill, Rose sat down next to her cat, stroked her and pulled the rose from behind her, its glow lighting up the dark room.

She felt guilty about lying to Cogsworth and Chip having to lie for her, but she soon forgot that when she looked at her very own rose, admiring its beauty.

The perfect pink petals, the pearly, sparkly dew-like drops on them, the teal green stem with luscious leaves and thorns that didn't scratch her hand and how it levitated in the air. It would look so lovely on her vanity table in her room and she couldn't wait to show it to her parents.

'What have you got there, Princess?' said Rebecca, passing through with the tea trolley.

'Nothing!' Rose said, hastily hiding the flower, hoping that Rebecca hadn't seen it, under a cushion but by doing so, made it levitate and gave Rebecca a glimpse of the rose.

'Doesn't look like nothing,' she said, but Rose's expression on her face convinced her not to say anything more, so she continued on her way, running into Lumiere.

'Oh, hello Lumiere,' said Rebecca, 'Say, I didn't know roses could levitate and glow.'

'They don't,' Lumiere responded nervously, 'Why did you ask that mademoiselle Rebecca?'

'I'm sure it's nothing, but I saw the princess with a rose and I thought I could see it glow before she hid it under a cushion, like she didn't want me to see it.'

'Did she?' said Lumiere, sounding both suspicious and afraid.

Once the two servants were out of sight, Rose quickly got her flower out from under the cushion, worried that it would be crushed and ruined, but it was still perfect, still glowing and not one single petal had a crumple. Now Rose really was convinced that it was a magic flower.

Sometime later, two familiar voices were heard coming down the stairs, which Rose went to the foot, eager to meet them.

'Mama! Papa!' she said, walking (princesses never ran inside, as Cogsworth told her many times before) to them, careful to hide the rose, as she didn't want them to see it yet.

'Hello, darling!' they both said, just as eager to see her and scooped her up in their arms and hugged her.

'Did you have fun with Chip and Sophie today?' Belle asked, as Rose was now in her arms.

'Yes I did!' said Rose, eager to tell her parents about her day, 'We played hide and seek, Sophie and I hid while Chip was seeking and he found her first since she doesn't find very good hiding places and then he found me! Then the weather changed and we had to come back home.'

'Sounds like you had a fun day, petite,' Adam said, 'Sometimes I wish I could go out and play with you instead of having to do boring things like writing letters and listen to Cogsworth drone on and on.'

Rose giggled at that. Then she remembered what she had wanted to show her parents.

'Oh, and I found this pretty glowing rose!' she said, showing it to them.

'Look at it, Mama, isn't it pretty?'

'It's …lovely, Rose, just like you,' Belle said. Normally, she would laugh at this little joke and the one about 'Rose picking herself!' (which Remy unsurprisingly came up with and wasn't really funny), but she felt uneasy, without really knowing why.

Adam, however, grimaced at seeing the rose. Even though he had come to love roses again, especially since they were his daughter's namesake and was significant in his and Belle's courtship, this particular one brought back bad memories.

The old beggar woman offering the enchanted rose to him in exchange for shelter, him arrogantly refusing, the Enchantress appearing to him, him begging her for forgiveness, the agonising transformation into the Beast, spending ten terrible years trapped in that monstrous form in isolation and seeing each petal fall about to seal his fate and trying to hang on to his fading humanity.

He had hoped never to experience that again and yet his own precious daughter, whom he loved with all his heart, was holding one exactly like it. That was what he was afraid of, the bad feeling he had before.

'Where did you get this, Rose?' he said.

'I found it,' Rose replied.

'Where did you find it?' Adam then asked. Rose gulped. She couldn't tell them otherwise they would know and she would get into trouble.

'I..' Rose tried to explain, but was suddenly interrupted by a huge gust of wind opening the doors, with a red shadowy figure entering.

'You wicked, disobedient girl!' the figure shouted as two glowing red eyes glared menacingly at the princess, who looked at it, confused.

'How dare you pick my roses!' it then said, maliciously and angrily, 'Especially my most precious possession, the one thing I value most in the world- the very enchanted rose you have in your grubby little human hand! I had that hidden in that bush to protect it and you snuck into my garden and stole it!'

'Rose?' Belle and Adam looked at her, confused.

'I'm sorry, I didn't know!' Rose said, clearly terrified, 'I thought that there was no one in that cottage and garden in the woods-'

'You went into the woods?' they said. Rose nodded glumly.

'But I didn't go that far, I could still hear Chip nearby, I just wanted to find a good hiding place. I'm sorry I did that and lied to Cogsworth about it,' she said.

Adam and Belle didn't know how to respond. Given the situation they were in and Rose probably didn't know better , they decided to see it as an innocent mistake, but the figure obviously saw it anything but.

'Oh, you thought that there was no-one there, did you? And you thought that gave you the right to steal from me? Well, you guessed wrong, you little brat and you will now pay the price!'

'She's just a little girl! She didn't know any better!' Adam shouted, his temper starting to show.

'Mama?' Rose said, looking at Belle and still holding the now fatal rose.

'It's alright, my sweet darling,' Belle said, holding her daughter tightly, determined to protect her. She then approached the figure calmly and said, in her most queenly voice-

'Please forgive our daughter, as she did not mean to offend you by taking what you hold dear.'

'You, Queen Belle, are very quick to flatter with excuses and apologies,' the figure said, its anger not lessened by Belle's speech, 'However, I despise flattery and I'm afraid that will not save your daughter from the punishment she deserves.'

Upon hearing that, Belle shrieked in anguish and held Rose even tighter, the princess visibly scared but not really understanding what was going on, with Adam putting his arms firmly around them.

'No, please, please!' Belle said, terrified, 'Please spare our daughter! She doesn't deserve this!'

'Who are you? Why are you threating us?' Adam growled, which was reminiscent of the Beast. The figure said nothing.

'Show yourself, you coward!' he then shouted.

'Very well, King Adam,' it said and suddenly, the room glowed a brilliant red, as the figure transformed into a beautiful woman, much like the Enchantress, but instead had red wavy hair that came down to her shoulders in a half-ponytail with orange and white blonde tones (the orange in the middle, white blonde down the bottom). A silver crown with red rubies sat atop her head. She had ivory-white skin, red eyes with a malicious look in them, the same ones that looked at Rose and cruel red lips.

She wore a deep red dress with an elaborate rose pattern and wore a ruby necklace. In her hand, she was holding an amber wand with a red handle, a ruby jewel on top with two topazes on either side of it.

If Adam and Belle thought that the Enchantress, Gaston and Anton had terrified them, they paled in comparison to this creature, whose appearance and manner were nothing but pure evil, an evil that was looking down on them, but solely on the terrified young princess.

'I am the Red Enchantress,' she said, 'the most powerful magical being who ever lived.'

The commotion that was going on in the castle did not go unnoticed by the servants, who had heard Belle's shrieks, Adam shouting and the voice of the Red Enchantress and decided to intervene, not regarding the fact that their own lives would be at risk also.

'Now wait just a minute!' Cogsworth huffed, as he tried to catch up to them, as they ran from various rooms and directions, 'We can't barge in like this! We don't know who we're dealing with!'

'The masters and the princess are in trouble, Cogsworth, we have to save them!' said Lumiere, as he and the others approached the foyer, many of them forgetting their manners, when they saw the masters.

'Where are your manners?' shouted Cogsworth. Even in a dire situation like this, they still needed to respect their masters.

'Manners be darned, Cogsie!' Remy shouted, 'This is important!'

Even in his workroom, Maurice had heard what was going on and, fearing the worst, rushed out to his family's side.

As the servants and Maurice entered the foyer, they were shocked and horrified at what they saw- a mysterious magical woman (judging by the red glow around her and the wand she had) towering over Belle and Adam, threating them and a defenceless, frightened Rose, clinging to them while still holding the rose, which she had thought was beautiful and hers to keep, had now proved to be dangerous.

It had not only put her life in danger, but also the lives of those she loved dearly- her parents, grandparents, friends and servants.

Lila and Sultan, sensing danger, hissed and growled at the Red Enchantress, who in turn released a powerful blast from her wand, which made them yip and yowl (Lila at having the tip of her tail singed) and jump on the footstool and cushion.

'Lila!' Rose yelled, seeing her beloved cat's tail get singed and tried to reach out to her, but she was being firmly gripped by her mother and couldn't, only looking sadly.

'You hurt my cat!' she then wailed to the Red Enchantress, who only just glared at her.

'Don't make this worse for yourself,' she said. Maurice and Mrs Potts moved closer to their family, scared but determined to protect them, the others following suit.

'What's going on here?' Maurice, said confused, but got no answer.

Upon seeing the Red Enchantress, memories of the enchantment and the attempted regicide by Anton came flooding back and they felt exactly as they did then- helpless, scared and terrified about what might happen and hoping that no harm came to them. They whispered to each other-

'Is that who I think it is?'

'No, it can't be!'

'Ahhhhh! Anton's come back from the grave and is seeking revenge on us!'

'Don't be stupid, Remy! Would Anton be glowing red, have an OBVIOUSLY womanly figure, have glowing eyes and a magic wand?'

'No, he wouldn't'

'Then, it's not him!'

'Is it the Enchantress?'

'No, she has blonde hair and wears green. This one doesn't, so it can't be her.'

'Then who is she and why did she come here?'

'What does she want with the masters and the princess?'

They didn't know who this being was (as it wasn't the Enchantress who cursed them years ago) or how she found the castle or what Rose or her parents had done to offend her yet she terrified them too, just as the Enchantress did.

For those who hadn't been around when the enchantment happened and when told about it, dismissed it as nothing more than a silly tale, not really believing it (except for Katrine), they didn't understand what was going on and assumed that it was a strange hallucination or a bad dream.

'Is that an enchantress standing in front of us?' said George.

'Either that or we're part of Katrine's hallucination from lack of sleep,' said Rebecca, hoping it was the latter.

But the Red Enchantress was as real as can be and having finally noticed the servants, glared at them.

'Are these your servants?' she said to Belle and Adam, who nodded.

'Yeah we are, who the heck are you?' Remy blurted out.

'I am the Red Enchantress, you insignificant fool, the most powerful being who ever lived,' the Red Enchantress said, which caused the servants to tremble in fear.

'Ooooh, a freaky magical lady,' Remy taunted, 'I am soooo scared. What are you gonna do, curse us? Go on! Do your worst!'

'Shut up, you idiot!' George hissed, 'Don't provoke her!'

'Doesn't this fool ever shut up?' the Red Enchantress said, irritated.

'Unfortunately not,' replied George.

'Excuse me madam,' said Cogsworth, trying to appease the Red Enchantress, 'but what brings you here to this castle and what have the masters and the princess done to offend you, if you don't mind me asking.'

'Well, your princess, who you all believe to be good, kind, unselfish, unspoiled and respectful, went into my garden in the woods and stole my enchanted rose!' shouted the Red Enchantress. Upon hearing that, the servants gasped in disbelief and turned to Rose.

'I knew it! You deliberately disobeyed me, went into the woods after I specifically told you not to, lied to me about it, picked someone's rose and now look what has happened!' shouted Cogsworth, 'Do you have anything to say for yourself?' he then said to the princess.

'I'm sorry, Uncle Cogsworth, I didn't mean to,' said Rose, ashamed.

'It wasn't her fault,' piped up Sophie, ' We were playing hide and seek, Chip was seeking and Rose went off into the woods to hide without him knowing and we had to go there to look for her.'

'Chip! You were supposed to watch them!' Mrs Potts said, looking at Chip, who had a guilty look on his face.

'Nice work, Chippendale! Some responsible babysitter you are!' said Remy, sarcastically.

'I wasn't to know, wasn't I?' Chip said.

'I'm sure it was a mistake,' said Lumiere, 'The princess wasn't to know that the rose was yours.'

'That may be, but she and all of you who made her what she is- a selfish, spoiled, thieving little brat…'

'No, she isn't! We raised her well! Rose is the kindest, sweetest, most respectful little girl ever and we love her with all our hearts! Please, oh please don't hurt her! Please!' Belle cried, her tears ebbing into Rose's hair, refusing to believe the wicked lies but the malevolent creature wasn't having any of it.

'…will be punished for it,' she continued.

By now, if they weren't already, everyone was now petrified with fear. Was the tale that they had been told about to come true? That what happened in the castle years ago was real? And for those who had been cursed before, was history about to repeat itself?

'Look, lady,' Remy said, coming up close to the Red Enchantress to face her. Whether it was bravery or stupidity (George decided it was the latter), he was flirting with death with this dangerous enchantress, but he didn't seem to care.

'I don't know what you think is going on here, but you shouldn't pick on the princess! What did she ever do to you? Nothing and you're threating her over something totally insignificant!' he said.

'She stole my…'

'So what if she took your rose? You can grow more! I bet you have a whole garden of them and since you're so antsy about one going missing, why didn't you put up a fence around it? Duh!'

'Remy, shut up!' hissed George, while the others made 'don't do it' gestures, which Remy ignored.

'Well, lady, if you're so insistent on punishing us, then feel the wrath of Fifi!' said Remy, pulling out his washboard behind him.

'Oh don't tell me he's going to use that?' muttered Lumiere.

'He calls his washboard 'Fifi'?' said Rebecca.

'Don't ask,' George said. Remy kept pointing his washboard against the Red Enchantress, who was getting fed up with his dithering and pathetic attempt to fight her with a mere washboard.

'ENOUGH!' she shouted and raised her wand and zapped Remy, making him twist and moan in pain, dropping his washboard, to the shock (and some ill-concealed delight at seeing Remy getting zapped) of everyone, who saw how powerful her magic was.

After a few minutes, the smoke cleared and Remy was charred , but was alive and unsure of what had happened to him.

'Is it hot in here or what?' he said, before fainting.

'Too bad that didn't kill him,' said Lumiere.

George said, 'Remy, are you alright?'

Remy gave him a thumbs up, to his relief and he helped him up.

'Now to do what I came here for,' the Red Enchantress said, pointing her wand to Rose, who looked at it in fear.

'Princess Rose,' she began, 'You are nothing more than a shadow of your father's past self, which you have proven by taking my precious enchanted rose,'

'Therefore, I curse your castle and all those who live in it,'

'What does she mean by that?' Raymond whispered to Amelie.

'I don't know, but it doesn't sound good,' Amelie whispered back.

'Mama, Papa, what's going on?' Sophie said, her voice trembling, 'What's that bad lady going to do to us?'

'I'm not sure, darling,' said Amelie, scared but determined to be brave for her daughter. Seeing her fear, she gathered Sophie up in her arms, holding her close. Raymond, frightened beyond belief and shaking all over, held his wife and daughter close and they could feel him shaking.

Servants held each other, terrified of what was about to happen. Remy held on to Rebecca, but she pushed him off, her feelings towards him unchanged despite the circumstances.

Katrine, desperately worried about her aunt, who hadn't come down with the others, tried to run upstairs but couldn't since she was afraid to move.

Adam put his arms tightly around his wife and daughter, protecting them from this malicious creature.

By now, Rose was beginning to understand the consequences of what she had done, seeing the fear in the eyes of her family and servants and the Red Enchantress looking at her viciously like a hunter about to catch its prey.

She wanted to run, but her mother held her tightly. She wanted to scream but couldn't make her mouth move. She buried her head into her mother's chest, hoping that the evil witch would go away and everything would go back to normal, but that made the Red Enchantress even madder.

Her wand raised, she hummed a spell and a white light emerged from it, the same one that cursed Adam and the older servants which had haunted them in nightmares and was about to do the same again.

At first nothing happened, but then Katrine screamed-

'Rebecca! Your hair! It's turning into yarn!'

'Huh?' said Rebecca, confused. She put her hand to her hair and instead of feeling soft waves, she felt coarse, rough yarn and screamed. With Rebecca's screams, it began.

The light surrounded the servants and soon their screams and cries could be heard, loud enough to shatter the windows. Rose tried not to look, but she could see Cogsworth yelping as he jumped over the place, getting smaller and turning into the clock he once was; Lumiere's face melting into wax and his arms turning into candle sticks; Babette's legs turning into feathers, her body becoming thinner like a duster handle and her arms disappearing.

Mrs Potts let out an anguished cry, holding Chip, as their skin turned into china, their noses morphing into a teapot spout and teacup handle.

Elsewhere, Rebecca's hair had completely turned into yarn, pink spots appeared on her cheeks, her hands and fingers merged together and her body became smaller and softer; George was getting wider and his skin was turning into wood with metal rings around him; Remy (the ashes now off his body) felt his legs turn into wood and his shirt ripped to pieces, as metal grooves emerged on his torso.

Raymond ,Amelie and Sophie held on to each other, as they too transformed and Katrine screamed as her legs merged together and turned into wood and her body shifted uncomfortably.

Lila and Sultan were not spared either as they took on the appearance of a footstool (Sultan) and a cushion (Lila), respectively, to the horror of Rose, as their yowls, yips, the screams of the servants and the cruel laugh of the Red Enchantress rang in her ears.

'Mama, Papa, what's happening?' she said. But she got no answer, as she felt herself land on the floor, as Belle was forced to let her go.

When Rose next looked, she screamed, as she saw her mother, father and grandfather turning into stone, yet moving and trying to reach out to her, even though they were becoming less mobile by every second.

'MAMA! PAPA!' she screamed, as she reached out to them.

'ROSE!' they screamed, the last words they spoke before they were turned completely into stone statues. Sobbing hysterically, Rose flung herself at the bottom of the statues, hoping to revive them and end this horrible nightmare.

But no sooner had she done that, she was forcefully flung back on her feet, face to face with the Red Enchantress, who had an evil, sadistic smile on her face, about to deliver the final blow.

'Now for you,' she said, pointing her wand at the frightened princess.

'Please,' she begged, tears streaming down her face, hoping that the Red Enchantress would spare her life and change everyone back.

'You shall be forever known as what you truly are and what your father was before you…A beast,' the Red Enchantress said, while the white light circled around Rose.

She screamed in agony as she withered and moaned in pain, squirming on the floor as she felt the curse take hold and transform her. She felt her arms extend, as light brown fur sprout out of her sleeves, ripping them to shreds, her fingers becoming claws, her skirt ripping, as her legs and feet also turned into claws and grew fur.

She kept screaming, as her face sprouted fur, her nose became snout like, horns grew out of her head, her ears became floppy and velvety, large fangs grew and took up space in her small mouth.

She screamed over and over, hoping that the Red Enchantress, whose sadistic and cruel laugh echoed around her, would end this torture. Then she felt something uncomfortable behind her and she pulled and pulled at it until it came out, which revealed her tail.

She let out a large, terrible animalistic roar, as the transformation was complete and collapsed like a ragdoll on the floor, while the castle reverted back into its gloomy state during the first enchantment, as the Red Enchantress gave one last evil laugh before disappearing completely, leaving nothing more than the enchanted rose.