City of Monsters (A Monster in Paris Fanfic 2)

An Hour Earlier

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Odette's Prov

I know that they'll come to the Enchanted Graden. I think Franceour knew it too but I know everything will be alright. Because we love each other. I can't put it simpler than that.
What I really want to know is why this mystery man has something against my family. I look through my dressing room balcony at the night sky. I can feel a draft run through my locked doors and the candles lit in the room flicker. It's such a chilly night, I hope the officers guarding the Rare Bird don't catch colds.
I chuckle to myself. How silly I'm being in the face of danger. And I'm shaking, I never shook before a performance but here I am doing it now. I'm not worried for myself but for Franceour. He's the only thing I can bare thinking of right now.
I ball up my hands tightly. The only way I can help is pretend it's like any other performance night. I stand up from my makeup table with my head held high. I make my way to the door but before I'm near it, someone slithers though the door, silently closing the door behind him.
It was the man that was at the Rare Bird earlier who told all his secrets.
"Monsieur! What are you doing in my dressing room! And how did you get by the two officers guarding the door?" I hissed. He nervously took off his hat, fidgeting. " Oh no need to worry Mademoiselle! I'm here to escort you to the stage!" His smile wanted to please but it didn't do the job. His story wasn't strait! He didn't want to work with the police!
"I'm perfectly capable of going myself Monsieur-" "Albert. My name is Albert Mademoiselle" he said with hopeful eyes. "Alright, Albert. But I'm fine-" I tried to move toward the door but his thin hand quickly garbed mine. " How about some fresh night air before the performance! Us singers need our throats cleared, don't you think?" "No I do not think-" but before I could protest he opened the balcony doors letting in a frigid wind that blew out all the candles. The only light was from the moon. "This is ridiculous! It's freezing outside! And I have to keep those doors closed!" I say, grabbing a shall around me for I was only wearing my normal dark lavender evening skirt and dress . I didn't bother to change since their wouldn't be an audience but my dress was still thin enough."We should go! The show will start any minute!" I turn to go for the door but a hand grabs mine again. "Albert! Let go of me this in-" I start shouting but I'm turned around abruptly by the owner of the hand and it isn't Albert, who was still by the balcony doors.
Glowing eyes and these only one person I know has those.
"Franceour! What are you doing here!" I was overjoyed to see him but also suprized. "You promised to protect your family! You should be at the Rare Bird"
He didn't speak. And the eyes now looked like a strangers. Hidden in the shadows he didn't seem right.
"Franceour, is something wrong?!" I looked at his hand that I was holding in the moonlight and they were not his at all. I gasped but before I could pull away the imposter locked my hands in a tight grip and I heard the most malevolent laugh, it could have been from a demon.
"So you're his human mate?" He walked into the moonlight to show his whole from. "How sickening.." He hissed while his eyes flicked with something evil. A scream erupted from my mouth.
He was the nightmarish version of my sweet Francoeur. No first impressions could disguise the pure evil in this create and I knew Franceour would know it too.
"I've been thinking a lot about you, more than I'd like to admit. You have such insect like eyes, no wonder that Flea fell for you." He garbed my head and I tried to scream again but he covered my mouth with another or his hands.
"Shame that I'll have to kill you and all his human friends. You're all pests in my eyes anyway" He chucked deeply and I tried desperately to get out of his grip.
"Oh don't fret, I'm not going to do it now! But this small affliction will give me great pleasure!" His fiendish eyes sparkled. He swiftly rose the hand holding my head and brought it down hard on me. That was the last thing I felt and saw before hitting the ground.