I've recently written my first story, and I LOVED to read all reviews and feedback. Thus, I'm already plotting my next "real" story with the "real" Southern Vampire Novels' characters. But, in the meantime, I decided to have a little fun, and adapt the "Beauty and the Beast" (Disney's version) to the Bon Temps world. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this silly story/crossover and have fun reading it.

And here's the disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, or main plot, as you all know. I'm just messing around with them and I sure hope that no one will sue me :) Charhamblin was kind enough to beta this for me and I love her for that.

Hugs from Portugal. CĂ©lia


Prologue

Once upon a time, in Shreveport, Louisiana, a bar-owner in his early twenties lived in a nice off-the-road house, where no one could get in with their shoes on. Although he had everything his heart desired, the guy was spoiled, selfish and unkind. He was arrogant and proud almost to a fault; though he only saw it as confidence. Actually, because he was extremely attractive (he was very handsome, in fact, the guy was radiant; blond and blue-eyed, tall and broad shouldered), he treated all women like they didn't matter, just dazzling them before having sex with them, and then sending them away, as if they were disposable. And because his bar was successful, he was rich and he never wondered how there were other people not as fortunate as he was. Besides, since he had a very close friend, Pam, the co-owner of his bar, he hadn't realized that she was his friend only because she had a very sweet and tender-hearted nature, and that no one else would put up with him. Furthermore, he was a guy who was always manipulative to suit his needs, and who was not above using deceit, especially when he wanted any blond women to be his. Yes, even though he had everything his heart desired, the guy was flawed, egotistic and heartless.

But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to him, when he was parking his new, gut-wrenching-grip red corvette behind his bar, and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Because she was carrying a broom with her, he immediately thought that she looked like an old, ugly and wicked witch. And so, repulsed by her haggard appearance, the guy sneered at the rose gift and turned the old woman away, but she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty was found within. The guy looked at the elderly beggar woman, and he only saw her long salt and pepper hair, and her old and soiled clothes. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress, who said her name was Marnie "Hallow" Stonebrook.

The guy, who had never before believed that such things were true, was appalled by the situation. But he could not deny that he had, in fact, seen such a transformation before his eyes. And so, he immediately tried to apologize. But it was too late, for Marnie had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as a punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the bar, and all who were working there at the time.

"You're a heartless man," Marnie had told him, "and so, until I know that you've changed, I'll make your heart stop beating at all."

And that was how Eric, Pam and five more employees found themselves turned into blood-lusty monsters, with keener senses, and a higher strength, but who could only live at night, because the sun light would kill them, and whose basic instincts repelled even themselves.

However, despite their bloodlust, Pam and the other five employees (Clancy, Dahlia, Maxwell Lee, Indira and Long Shadow) were still able to be among the regular humans, and work in the bar at night, because even though the sun would burn them, they still looked like normal people. But not the guy. His skin had become extremely white, and actually so pale that he looked almost like a corpse, which associated with his new extremely cold body-temperature, scared everyone. Besides, the long fangs that the guy now would almost always have in his mouth would forever give away his new vampirism nature.

Ashamed of his monstrous' news looks and feeling guilty for the fact that because of him, those people were now monsters with a thirst for blood as well, the guy concealed himself in his office inside his bar, or in his house, without talking to anyone other than those six also-changed people, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world.

The rose Marnie had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his thirty-first year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time; but knowing forever that he had caused such calamity to six other people, including his only friend.

And that was why Pam and the five employees had to forget all about their families and friends, and started spending all their time between the bar and the guy's house, because they had to spend the days there as well, shielding from the sun. And every night, one of them would be allowed to drink a mouthful of blood from a human, who they soon discovered could be glamoured into forgetting that he or she had actually given his or her blood. And it pained them what they were doing, but they always dismissed it because, deep down, they knew it was only their master's fault that they had to do it and not their own responsibility. And then, every week, on the seventh night, it would be the guy's turn, and he would drink the blood of an unknowingly human. But he would taste the blood, knowing that during that week, seven innocent people had been obliged to give blood even without knowing it. And week after week, the burden of it all would pain the guy even more.

And as the years passed, he kept hiding into his office or his house, and seeing no one other then Pam, her co-workers, and his glamoured humans. And so, he fell into despair, and as the weeks turned into months and then years, he lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?


I hope you've enjoyed it. And believe me, next chapter is almost done! ;)

"Beauty and the Beast" won an Academy Award for Best Original Song in 1992. It is a ballad about the love developing between Belle and the Beast and it was written by composer Alan Menken and late lyricist Howard Ashman.