Her Name Shall be Belle (on hold)

Chapter 19: Repercussions

She knew what she'd done was definitely not allowed. Letting a prisoner go, she didn't know what the punishment would be for that. She hadn't been thinking about that at the time, only saving this man's life. Belle was currently pacing in her room, having cleaned every other place allowed in the castle. She heard a faint noise and figured Rumple was back. With his arrival came an increase in her heart rate.
"BELLE!" She heard her name screamed and flinched as a purple cloud of smoke appeared in her room, revealing Rumple standing there looking more furious than ever, "Do you know anything about the prisoner I had before I left?" She knew lying was of no use. Looking to the floor, she slouched her posture to show submission.
"Rumple, he learned his lesson enough! He was bloody and hanging there suffering! He won't ever be back, you don't need to kill him!" Rumple slammed his hand on a nearby desk causing a pile of books to smash to the floor. Belle cringed, thinking of the poor books.
"That's not a decision for YOU to make! You're just a maid, you'll never be anything more! I wasn't planning on killing him, but now you and I are going on a little trip... To kill him."  Belle's eyes widened.
"Rumple no! Please! Kill me instead! It wasn't his fault that I let him go! I should be the one getting punished." His stern look stayed put on his face as he spoke his next words with more venom than Belle had ever heard.
"Stop trying to be the hero that you'll never be." Her breath caught as she tried to refuse the tears that sprang to her eyes.  Out of anything he'd ever said to her, this had hurt the worst.  Because deep down inside, it had been the truth that she didn't want to admit, but he had said it, and it became very clear that Belle's dreams were just that; dreams.  How could she ever be a hero if she was spending her whole life in servitude for an evil sorcerer? To think that she had been growing feelings for this beast, she shuddered at the thought.
"Oh poor Belle, have I wounded you?  Well you wounded me by letting him go!  Come along now deary, we have a thief to kill."  He flicked his wrist and they suddenly were standing in the foyer of the castle.  A bow with one singular arrow appeared in his hands. 
"Do you know what this is?"  Belle slowly shook her head, "it's the thief's bow.  And I don't think I could pass up on an offer to kill a man with his own weapon."  He cackled his maniacal laugh and Belle's distaste for him was growing by the second.
"Oh! I almost forgot.  This arrow," he waved his hand around the arrow he was holding, "this arrow is enchanted.  It never. Misses. It's. Target."  Belle's heart was racing.  What had she just done?  She'd let a man go free, just for him to be killed by his captor.  At the fault of her hands.  So when he died, it would be his blood that was on her hands.  What if he had a family?  People that loved him; people that called him papa, and husband?
"Don't worry. Murdering gets easier after a while." He laughed again as he saw Belle's face was whiter than a ghost. With a wave of his hand, they appeared in the forest. He looked around and saw a carriage of horses. He saw his thief, hugging a woman who was laying down in the back of a cart. Belle ran to him and grabbed his arm.
"Rumple! He has a wife! You can't kill him!" He snapped his fingers and Belle was waist deep in the earth, stuck in a position where she would have to watch him die. The man released his wife and Belle gasped, she was pregnant, and she laid there ill. He took out the wand he had stolen from Rumple and waved it above his wife. She was cured by the magic.
"Rumple! He has a child on the way. Are you going to be the reason that a child grows up without a father?" She couldn't see his face, but if she could she would see the way his gaze flickered with uncertainty. He watched the family jump around and hug each other while crying tears of joy. He held up the bow and drew the arrow. Belle was crying out behind him. He silenced her with magic, but could still hear her pounding the ground with her fists. The arrow released from his fingers, and it stuck just beside the man's head, into the wood of the cart. He looked around frantically before jumping up front and taking off with the horses.
"Well he's out of range now. Looks like my archery skills need a bit of work." He snapped his fingers and Belle was out of the dirt, brushing off her dress. She was grinning.
"Your archery skills with the arrow that doesn't miss?" She crossed her arms and walked behind him. Maybe he could change.
"It was an enchantment done by Regina. Her magic is so amateur. I'll have to teach her some better incantations." He poofed them back to the Dark Castle and didn't say a word as he walked past Belle to his spinning wheel. She just walked to her room with a smile on her face.
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I'm so sorry that I haven't updated! It's been like that with all my stories! It's just so hard in the school year, but now it's Spring Break, sooo... Expect at least one more update soon.  The thing is, this was my first fanfic, and I don't ship Rumbelle as much as I did when I started it.  But! For you guys, I will try to continue this story with as much passion as when I started!  Have a lovely day, dearies!

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