"Elijah! You insufferable. twat! Come hither before I cast my hand to another beast!" A girl screamed, her eyes darting around woods that no one dared to enter, but yet she always did.

This girl had a fiery spirit few would see in a woman who was supposed to bow down to men. For she never bowed to anyone, everyday passing by insults of her size, and distaste for marrying a man. Everyone in her village knew she would never marry a man because a 'man' could not handle such a woman.

Only a creature from the dark could find the light, and tame such a girl like her, but even now such one wasn't truly tamed, as she felt her right eye twitch from frustration.

White-eyes of amusement watched her from the shadows of the trees, For they knew her threats to give her hand away to another were empty, even calling him a beast was nothing more than her silly temper.

"Oh my love, such disgraceful words from a sweet and tasteful mouth.~" a deep chuckle came, and those white eyes stepped into the light.

Pale skin and hair as white as powder, a creature of darkness stood in front of her, bearing a sharp grin that would shake any human with fear, but not her, not the girl who he fell so deeply in love for.

She crossed her arms over her chest, a noise of disgust leaving her lips.

"How are you to speak to your love when you cast yourself in the shadows in her presence?" She uttered, but the creature only chuckled and pulled her into an embrace. His cold body being greeted by her warm soft embrace, and her waist, cradled in his strong muscular arms.

He looked down into her face, waiting for her to give in to him and lay her skin upon him, like always in little time passing she turned to face him, looking into his white eyes that were never lifeless when with her.

She raised her hand up and settled it on his cheek, he leaned into her soft chubby palm, his entire being shaking on the inside from her simple touch. Such a touch full of so much love and kindness, he'd kill anyone who received the same.

"Not even your deep animosity of this beast can keep your heart from it."

A delicate smile fell across her face, making such thing people thought dreadful look like the most fascinating beauty one could lay eyes on, that smile only he saw as she scowled at the rest of the world.

"My twat beast I shall never have so much animosity towards you that my heart fades from you." How she always uses her words, hearing beast from anyone would usually send him in a rage, but as her voice carried a sweet note he only leaned forward and claimed her lips, pressing down on them with such passion and she returned the same. Pushing her lips firmly against his, hands now running around his neck.

A time which felt short passed between them in there, before he parted his hunger lips from his loved one, now resting his forehead amongst hers.

"I will let time pass no longer My devotion, I wish to have your hand on the morrow and your heart forever."

"The let them morrow be the time we are forever one. My husband~"

Two lovers smiled that day, with intent to marry the next day and be bonded to each other for all eternity.

Happy ending right?

How could a beast have a happy ending though?



"You are to elope with the merchant on the morrow you putrid pig daughter!"

"No. I. Will. Not."

"Your tongue like a snake. I finally find you a proper man and this is how you treat your dear father? Decry me. You really are a beast."

"IF I AM A BEAST THEN I WILL MARRY ONE THAT I LOVE!"

Horror danced in the eyes of the non-understanding. Horror that would soon turn its ugly head for the beast can't have a happy ending.

"The words that have sounded around town are true....my own bastard of a daughter sees the beast."

"He....is not....a beast...he is the only one who truly cherishes me and if I must burn a thousand hells I will be with him."

"Burn a thousand hells you will, but you shall never be with him.."

No, the beast can not have a happy ending.



"WITCH WITCH WITCH WITCH!"

Chanting.

Fire.

A cross.

A cry.

"CAST OUT THIS DEMON WHO WISHES TO LOVE A BEAST WITH FIRE!"

Who is it that cries? Even now, in the bitter of night, as they drag the beauty into the center of the town and tie her to the cross, no tears leave her eyes. She looks down at all those who no knowing of love.

"I am no witch. You are all baffons expecting one to fear the pain of death.".

Even in her final hours, she was still as sharp-tongued as always.

From afar she looked straight into the entrance of the woods she would enter one last time, white eyes locked with hers and a figure came running forward.

The creature of the night moved quick but wasn't fast enough, before his bride was engulfed in flames, her smile did shine on her face one last time. Those soft tender lips muttering last words to him.

"We will meet again my love."

On that night the creature truly turned into a beast that night, slaughtering everyone in his sights as he watched his only love be burned at the cross.

When the morning finally came, he kneeled in front of her burnt corpse, tears of red ran from her white eyes staining his pale white skin.

"I will look for you again my love, and when I find you...I'll never let you go...never...

Never...

.....never..."

Reincarnation happens for a reason, for those who need a second chance, for those who wish to write the past into the future and fix it, so their lives can be better...

But sometimes...

You're past.....will never leave you...

Ever.