One Shot: Monster in the Mirror
Title: Monster in the Mirror
Characters: Beast, Beauty and the Beast
For: JustPrompts, 4/9-4/23
Prompt: Mirror
Rating: G
Genre: Introspection/Character Study
Warnings: None
Word Count: 347
Summary: What does Beast see in the mirror?
Notes: Just a little drabble. The first fanfiction that I've ever posted, so I'm a bit shy about this. Just a piece to clear my head, get something out, dispel the boredom.
That mirror. The only mirror left. The only mirror he kept and didn't shatter into a thousand million pieces.
It let him see things, things other than himself. Not that he would see the self he used know if he looked into any mirror. He had changed. Gone was the handsome face that had won him many admirers and let him get away with anything. Almost anything.
No, she hadn't let him get away with anything. She didn't ignore his rudeness and cruelty just because he was a handsome prince. She took revenge; beautiful, perfect revenge that took away everything from him. Gone were his courtiers and nobles; they had left in a panicked flight of fear as their prince was transformed into a hideous monster and had never looked back. Gone was his freedom to leave the castle. Gone was his humanity with the deftest flick of her wand.
Even his servants were punished and changed, and, thus, the comfort in seeing other humans was gone as well. Perhaps, though, she had known better. It would have been far to cruel to see others only as a reminder of what he used to be.
When he looked in the mirror, before it quickly changed, he saw something terrible. A reminder of who he had been, and who he was - a monster. Once beauty on the outside, now his face reflected what was inside. Selfish, vain, cruel, and hot-tempered, monstrous vices that defined him now were him.
Though they were still a part of him, he had tried to learn his lesson. Desperate, he tried to be good and kind and hold back his wild temper. Over time, he had lost hope that doing good would reverse the spell. It had infuriated him and he had gone back to the thing he knew how to be. A monster - in and out.
When she came, he saw something different in the mirror. Beauty once again. And the faintest glimmer of hope that he could break the spell and no longer be the monster, but good inside and out.
Characters: Beast, Beauty and the Beast
For: JustPrompts, 4/9-4/23
Prompt: Mirror
Rating: G
Genre: Introspection/Character Study
Warnings: None
Word Count: 347
Summary: What does Beast see in the mirror?
Notes: Just a little drabble. The first fanfiction that I've ever posted, so I'm a bit shy about this. Just a piece to clear my head, get something out, dispel the boredom.
That mirror. The only mirror left. The only mirror he kept and didn't shatter into a thousand million pieces.
It let him see things, things other than himself. Not that he would see the self he used know if he looked into any mirror. He had changed. Gone was the handsome face that had won him many admirers and let him get away with anything. Almost anything.
No, she hadn't let him get away with anything. She didn't ignore his rudeness and cruelty just because he was a handsome prince. She took revenge; beautiful, perfect revenge that took away everything from him. Gone were his courtiers and nobles; they had left in a panicked flight of fear as their prince was transformed into a hideous monster and had never looked back. Gone was his freedom to leave the castle. Gone was his humanity with the deftest flick of her wand.
Even his servants were punished and changed, and, thus, the comfort in seeing other humans was gone as well. Perhaps, though, she had known better. It would have been far to cruel to see others only as a reminder of what he used to be.
When he looked in the mirror, before it quickly changed, he saw something terrible. A reminder of who he had been, and who he was - a monster. Once beauty on the outside, now his face reflected what was inside. Selfish, vain, cruel, and hot-tempered, monstrous vices that defined him now were him.
Though they were still a part of him, he had tried to learn his lesson. Desperate, he tried to be good and kind and hold back his wild temper. Over time, he had lost hope that doing good would reverse the spell. It had infuriated him and he had gone back to the thing he knew how to be. A monster - in and out.
When she came, he saw something different in the mirror. Beauty once again. And the faintest glimmer of hope that he could break the spell and no longer be the monster, but good inside and out.