Something There - A Beauty & The Beast Story

Belle thought she was happy. A loving family, an adoring kingdom, what more could the girl who longed for adventure want? But when Belle suddenly falls ill one unexpected night and The Enchantress arrives, Prince Alain finds out his beloved wife is far from happy. Can Belle save her beastly fate and the life of her unborn child before the last petal falls?

Title of Story, Chapters and quote comes from assorted songs and lines from the 2017 production of "Disney's Beauty And The Beast"
AMAZING and absolutely beautiful cover credit goes to @NightShadeCreepyPasa, who has also given me some amazing feedback and support in writing this story! Thank you :)

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8. The Return Of Gaston

Belle was dreaming. 

She was standing in the middle of a dark place, one that had no end, and no beginning. She was confused as to where she was, yet it felt right to be there. She was waiting for something, but she did not know what. Then suddenly, a beam of light appears. It glides closer and closer to Belle, until it begins to take shape. A person. A male. Long hair, strapping body, wearing boots and a gun slung over his shoulder. A daring smile. A hearty, obnoxious laugh. 

Gaston.

"Gaston? Belle exclaims, shocked that her deceased arch enemy is standing right in front of her, appearing to be alive and well. What are you doing here? Am I dead?"

Gaston chuckles softly. "No no no, my sweet Belle, you are not dead. If you were, though, that would be wonderful wouldn't it? Being together in the afterlife -"

"If I'm not dead, where am I?" Belle cut him off sharply.

Gaston sighed. "I have a message for you, from the Enchantress. I came to show you who I truly was, once. All those years you thought I was a loud, arrogant, obnoxious hunter whose only goal in life was to gain everyone's favour -"

"And I can see you've changed so much since then, monsieur!" Belle put her hand to her mouth to hide a snicker.

"That is only because I am stuck like this. Whatever character traits you choose to dominate throught your life, that is who you are after you die, and believe me, you get judged for it."

Belle hadn't thought of it that way before. Feeling a twinge of guilt, she stopped smiling and put her hand behind her back. "My apologies. Please continue with whatever it was you came to show me."

Gaston snapped his fingers, and a crystal ball appeared out of thin air.

Belle jumped back, startled. "How...?"

Gaston shrugged. "The Enchantress saw potential in me, so I gained magical abilities. Come."

Belle took Gaston's hand and moved closer toward the crystal ball. Peering into it, she saw nothing, only fog spinning around in a circle, until suddenly it cleared. Images began to form, and soon Belle was staring at her hometown. Half a dozen boys were tossing around a soccer ball, shouting at one another and cheering when the team scored in their favour. One little boy, feeling brave, decided to take a shot when the teams had tied. He was small for his age, had a pair of buck teeth that stuck out, and the other children had very little faith in him. Taking a deep breath, the little boy stuck his foot out, striking the ball. He watched it roll past the goalie's knees. He had scored... for the other team. 

​The shouting became louder and angrier as the little boy was pushed into the mud. He tried to stand up and wipe the dirt off his face, but he was only pushed down again.

"You will never amount to anything, Gaston!"

​"You'll always be the runt of this team, this village, maybe the whole world!"

"Go back to that hole in the ground you live in! It's where all the baby rabbits belong!"

​The laughter and the teasing continued, and one particularly large teenager stepped on the little boy's face, chipping his tooth and causing his mouth to bleed.

​Fighting back tears, the little boy pushed up from the mud puddle and ran off into the abyss. The images of the whole scene began to fade away, and soon Belle was staring at nothing but blackness.

"I know it seems odd, but ever since that moment, things changed." Gaston sighed. "I wanted to show everyone who doubted me that I could be a great man. I ate four dozen eggs daily, lifted heavy bales of hay and hunted every creature on the face of this earth. By the end of my childhood, I had become someone... but it wasn't what I wanted."

Belle said nothing, listening intensely.

"And then I saw you. I thought, aha! There's someone who is as smart as she as beautiful, someone who doesn't put up with the village's nonsense. But when I first asked to court you and you declined, something snapped. I felt unloved and unwanted all over again. If you wouldn't have me, no one would. And if I couldn't have you, no one could. I became so selfish, so filled with hatred and darkness. That is why I shot your husband.  That is how I ended up here."

​Belle nodded slowly, tears streaming down her face. She regretted every minute she had spent not trying to help Gaston. She was supposed to see good in all people, that was the very reason she had rescued, and married, Alain. She felt like such a hypocrite.

"What I am trying to tell you, my darling Belle, is that no matter how discontent you become with life, no matter how hard it may seem some days, please do not let the darkness consume you. You still have a chance to break this curse. You still have a chance to thrive, and live your life. Love your husband. Raise your children. Become the most beloved Queen this kingdom has ever seen..."

Gaston began to slowly fade away. Belle was screaming for him to come back, but he didn't seem to hear her.

"Goodbye, Belle. No matter what you think of me, I will always love you."

And Belle opened her eyes, all at once awake, exhausted, and afraid.

 

 

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