I'm ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! xD I wish i could give you guys a really good excuse for why this is like 3 months late, but I can't...T_T I was merely lazy. So I want to thank all of you guys who will still read and review this story despite my horrible update schedule. I hope you guys will like this chapter and hopefully it will be somewhat worth the wait. Anyway, I've got massive writers block on Assassin's Blood so that won't be coming out for awhile, but we're finally getting to the point in this story where I can add my own details and stray away from the original story and turn it into more FFXness. Thanks again you guys, I love you all so much. Please rate, review, and Enjoy!
Disclaimer- I do not own Beauty and The Beast nor do I own FFX. All characters, script, and original ideas belong to their respectful owners and companies.
Yuna sat staring listlessly at the pages of her book, spread out on the table in front of her. She tapped her fingers against the surface of the wooden dinner table, her mind moving a mile a minute. Her father had been gone for a three days. Normally, the festivals never took so long, so Yuna kept trying to convince herself that perhaps there had just been a delay in the events. She sighed nervously and rested her head against the table; her father would be alright. He had to be. A sharp rap on the door shocked her out of her thoughts. She leapt to her feet and scurried to the door, opening it quickly.
Seymour stood on her doorstep in his entire self-righteous splendor. He was dressed in a silky blue robe, white trails of ribbon dropping fluidly off the ends. A high, pointed hat rested on the top of his crown of cobalt hair. Seymour smiled slyly when he saw her. Yuna groaned inwardly, pasting a phony smile on her face as she invited him inside, "Seymour, what a pleasant surprise."
"Indeed," Seymour said smiling grimly. "Yuna I feel there is something we need to discuss."
"Um, of course. How may I help you Seymour?" Yuna asked warily, backing up to stand behind her table defensively.
"Yuna today is the day that all your dreams come true," he announced, smoothing back his hair. Yuna cocked an eyebrow, "And what do you know about my dreams, Seymour?"
"Plenty!" he leaned across the table, his face now only inches away from her own. "Imagine this….A rustic lodge on Gagazet, my latest kill roasting on the fire and my beautiful little wife massaging my feet."
Yuna choked as she realized whom he was referring to. She picked up her book and moved to place it back on the bookshelf. Seymour followed her closely, "We'll have a special place where the little ones can play on the floor with the dogs. We'll have six or seven of them."
"Dogs?" Yuna asked hopefully. Seymour laughed icily, "No Yuna! Strapping young boys, much like myself."
Yuna struggled to hide her disgust. She stifled a shudder when Seymour's lips brushed her cheek as he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Do you know who that little wife will be?"
"L-let me think," Yuna stuttered, backing away. Seymour's eyes glinted as he followed her, "You, Yuna."
She was pressed backwards as Seymour chased her towards the door, "Seymour, I'm speechless. I really d-don't know what to say."
"Say you'll marry me?" Seymour cooed as he caught Yuna, pushing her back against the door. Yuna's hands fumbled blindly for the doorknob.
"I'm very sorry Seymour, but …I just don't deserve you." As Seymour leaned forward, Yuna swung the door open and ducked underneath Seymour's arm. He tumbled forward and fell face first into the dirt. Yuna slammed the door shut, leaning against it for support as she tried to slow her breathing.
Outside, she heard trumpets tooting a wedding chorus. She heard Seymour shout furiously and the sound of many footsteps scrambling away. After the noise had died, she slowly opened her door and poked her head outside. The grounds were empty.
"Is he gone?" she asked, looking at her father's pen of chocobos. One of the large golden birds raised its head and squawked at her dumbly.
"C-can you imagine?" she asked rushing down to the chocobo's side, stroking it fervently. "He asked me to marry him! Me!"
The chocobo tilted its head, staring at her with its huge black eyes.
"Ugh, me? The wife of that boorish—"She moved away from the chocobo and began to pace outside the pen. "Madam Seymour? Can't you just see it? Me, his little wife."
She looked out at the endless fields that surrounded her small little house on the hill. In the distance she could see the infinite ocean gleaming luminously in the morning sun. She began to run towards that immeasurable sea, the never-ending freedom that it offered calling out to her. She stopped as she reached the cliffside, the waves crashing against its side, sea foam splashing upwards as if trying to reach her.
"I want adventure in the great wide somewhere," she whispered as the spray of foam tickled her face. "I want it more than I can say. And for once, I wish someone would understand…. I want so much more than what they've planned."
Suddenly there was a loud squeal. Yuna whirled around to see her father's chocobo racing towards her, the empty cart still tied to his back.
"Paul!" she cried rushing forward to catch his reins. The bird's eyes were wild with fear, he squawked loudly at her. "Where's Papa?"
The bird tried to tug away from her, scrambling awkwardly towards the road, "What's happened?! You must take me to him!"
Paul squawked loudly as they approached a huge dark castle. Yuna gazed up in terrified awe. "What is this place?" she gasped. The rustic gates made an awful screeching noise as she pushed them open. The gargoyles on either side of the entrance sneered down at her. She cringed away from their stony faces, climbing over rubble and dust as she approached the huge double doors. She stopped once she reached the entrance to the castle and pushed heavily on the doors, they swung open with a loud cre-eak!
Yuna cautiously stepped inside, looking around the main room warily. She had entered an enormous living room with a huge domed roof. Alien carvings and runes decorated the cold stone walls. Yuna shuddered and hurried towards the main staircase, too terrified to admire the ornate craftsmanship of it.
"Hello?" she called again, jumping as the ancient stairs creaked underneath her feet. "H-hello? Is anyone here?" Her voice echoed loudly off the stone cold walls, but no reply was to be heard.
"Mama! Mama!" Vidina called, slipping on the marble floor as he careened into the kitchen. "Mama, there's a girl in the castle!"
Lulu sighed, slapping her dishrag down on the counter turning to face her son, "Vidina, what have I told you about making up such wild stories?"
"No, really mama!" Vidina was jumping up and down now. "I saw her!"
"That's enough," Lulu scolded, lifting Vidina into her arms. "Come now, it's past your bedtime."
"Lulu! Lulu!!" Rikku came flying into the kitchen, nearly knocking over an orderly stack of clean plates on her way.
Lulu jumped, startled by the sudden appearance of the young Al Bhed, "Yevon! Rikku, what's gotten you into such a state?"
"There's a girl in the castle!" Rikku nearly screamed in ecstasy. Lulu blinked and looked down at her son for validation. "See, I told ya," he grinned.
"What's all the commotion?" asked a voice from the doorway. The three servants turned to see Auron leaning against the door frame, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips.
"Auron! Oh Auron, it's wonderful news!" Rikku danced forward and tugged on the old samurai's sleeve. "There's a girl in the castle! She's come to break the spell."
Auron's smiled disappeared; he exchanged a dubious glance with Lulu, then he looked back at Rikku and grunted disinterestedly. Rikku's jaw fell open with surprise, "Hm?! That's your reply? We could be free Auron! Free!"
Auron shrugged and turned to leave, "Believe what you want. She's only one girl."
"Only one girl?!" Rikku called as she ran after Auron. "What's the matter with you? Why can't you be more excited about this!?"
Yuna stumbled down yet another dark hallway, hopelessly lost by now. She whimpered as she passed rows and rows of horrific granite beasts frozen in poses of agony. She scurried past them, towards the end of the hallway where she pushed against an ancient, moldy doorway and entered a freezing cold dungeon.
"H-hello?" she whispered. "Is anyone here?"
"Yuna...Is that you?"
"Papa!" Yuna cried rushing towards the sound of the rasping voice. She knelt down outside of one of the cells and stuck her hands through the bars, grasping her father's cold hands. "Oh papa, your hands are like ice."
Her father smiled weakly at her. He shuddered and coughed violently.
"Papa, I have to get you out of here!" Yuna urged, tightening her grip on his hands. Her father shook his head, pausing a moment to regain his breath.
"Yuna, I want you to leave this place."
Yuna ignored him, "Whose done this to you?"
Braska shook his head fervently, his eyes widening in fear, "No time to explain! You must go, now!"
"I won't leave you!" Yuna cried. Suddenly Yuna was knocked off her feet. She sprawled across the floor, her breath catching in her throat.
"Yuna!" Braska cried.
A horribly monstrous voice echoed in Yuna's ears, "What are you doing here?!"
Yuna scrambled to her feet, pressing her back against the wall, scanning the shadows fervently, "Who's there? Who are you?"
There was a deep throaty growl and the shuffling of something massive, "The master of this castle."
Yuna swallowed, terrified. She could not see what was speaking to her, but she could certainly hear the bloodlust in its voice, "I've come for my father. Please let him go, he's sick!"\
"Then he shouldn't have trespassed here!" the voice roared.
"But he'll die!" Yuna cried. "Please, I'll do anything!"
"There's nothing you can do," the creature growled. "He's my prisoner."
Yuna was desperate now; she had to get her father out of here. The room fell silent. She scanned the shadows, still desperately searching for the shape of her attacker, "Take me instead."
"You?!" the monster jeered, a strangled grow rising from its throat. Suddenly its tone became much softer, "You would…take his place?"
"Yuna!" Braska cried. "No I can't let you do this! I'm old I've already lived my life."
Yuna swallowed, trying to ignore her father's cries. She turned to address the beast, "If I did. Will you let him go?
The monster was soundless for a moment, "You would have to promise to stay here forever."
Now it was Yuna's turn to fall silent. An eternity spent with a horrible creature, one whom she couldn't even see. Suddenly a thought struck her, "Come into the light, let me see you."
There was a low growl and for a moment Yuna was afraid that the beast would attack her. There was a shuffle of something brushing against the stone and then she saw the tip of a brown leather boot appear in the moonlight. What followed shocked her far more than it terrified her.
In front of her now stood a young man, around her age, but he wasn't at all human. His skin was a translucent white, allowing her to see the maze of veins that tangled themselves underneath his skin. His fingernails had grown into long, sharp claws. His chest was well developed as were his arms and legs, massive even, but it was the man's face that truly startled her. His face was almost childlike. Without a blemish or scar in sight his face gave off an almost innocent glow, a boyish sort of look. His piercing blue eyes were as pale and empty as shards of ice, his lips blood red. A crown of disorderly white spiky hair danced about his head. He looked feral, without emotion, Yuna could tell he had been alone for a long time. He was a beast no doubt, but standing there, barely taller than herself, he seemed almost helpless.
"You have my word," Yuna whispered, still studying his face. His eyes flashed and a horrible sneer appeared on his face, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
"Done!" he roared pushing Yuna out of the way, carelessly. Yuna shrunk back against the wall, absolutely dreading her decision. She jumped as she felt her father's hands on her shoulders.
"Yuna! Please reconsider! I can't let you do this!" Braska was cut short as the beast tore him away from Yuna and tugged him along by the hood of his worn traveling cloak.
"Wait!" Yuna cried, reaching for her father. The beast ignored her and disappeared from the dungeon, "Wait!"
Lulu, Rikku, and Vidina shrunk back against the wall as their master appeared from within the dungeon, dragging a shabby old man behind him. The man was crying and shouting, but the beast ignored him and continued to drag him out of the castle.
Rikku turned to Lulu, "I told you."
Lulu frowned, staring after the master. After a moment, she turned on her heel and swept towards the kitchen.
"Wait, Lulu!" Rikku cried, catching the older woman's arm. "Don't you think we should do something?!"
Lulu pulled her arm away roughly, an unfamiliar temper shining in her eyes, "There's nothing we can do."
Rikku blinked in confusion, "Huh?"
"She is the master's prisoner now," Lulu finished. She took Vidina's hand and disappeared down the hallway without another word. Rikku stood frozen in astonishment. The sound of heavy footsteps shocked her back into action. The master was returning, a furious scowl frozen on his face.
Rikku swallowed and drew herself up to her full height, which wasn't at all very tall, and bit her lip nervously as the master drew closer.
"What?!" the beast roared, his teeth snapping millimeters in front of her face.
"Err….I was just thinking. Since the girl's gonna be with us awhile. Um, you know, you might wanna offer her a more…uh…comfortable room?"
The beast growled furiously, and shoved her aside.
"Then again maybe not!" said Rikku, shaking with fear.
The beast entered the dungeon. He saw the girl crying. He stood back against the doorframe and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"You didn't even let me say goodbye," Yuna whispered, her voice choked with tears. She let her face fall into her arms, barely catching what the beast said next.
"You will come with me," his voice was uncharacteristically soft, almost apologetic. "I'll take you to your room."
"My room?" Yuna asked surprised by the sudden gentleness of the creature. The beast saw her curious expression and his face became hard once more, "Well would you rather stay in the tower?!"
"No," Yuna whispered shrinking back against the wall.
"Then follow me."
Yuna walked behind one of the servants and the servant behind the beast as the marched down the cold, endless hallways of the castle. The servant was a girl, younger than Yuna, with rich golden skin and bouncy blonde hair tied in a ponytail on the back of her head. She almost looked normal, but at the same time, the color of her skin and the mysterious sparkle in her green eyes, which Yuna saw whenever the servant turned her head to give her a fleeting glance, were almost alien qualities. It was almost as if the girl simply wasn't of the world Yuna knew.
She tried to ignore the horrific statues and odd gothic paintings that adorned every inch of the walls. Yuna brushed tears from her eyes as she remembered her father. She had offered to take his place in order to save him, but now that he was alone in the cottage, delirious with fever, had her efforts really made a difference?
Yuna heard the servant whisper something to the beast and he turned back to look at her once. He growled low in his chest and said, "This is your home now, you can go anywhere you want. Except the West Wing!"
His harsh voice echoed off the walls and Yuna shrunk back, nodding silently, her eyes wide with terror. The beast nodded and the girl gave Yuna an apologetic glance, before hurrying after her master. They reached a large door, adorned with golden markings and carvings of princes and castles. The beast opened the door and led Yuna into a dark room with a massive canopy bed laden with red velvet sheets and enormous white pillows. The room was quite empty except for that bed and a large white wardrobe inlaid with gold. The far left wall was in fact not a wall at all but a colossal window that gave Yuna a view of the entire grounds. Outside she could see soft flakes of snow catching on the glass of her window, forming elaborate dazzling patterns. She heard the servant girl give another whisper and then the beast's harsh tone filled her ears once more, "You will join me for dinner. That's not a request!"
She heard the door click and lock from the outside, containing her as a prisoner once more. She threw herself down on the velvet sheets and cried, cried for all she had lost and for all that she would never see again.
Hoped you guys liked it =/. I miss you all!
Till next chapter then.
Fuzzyfezz signing out xD