Disney Genderbend

Emilian ( Esmeralda- The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

Fire. It all started with fire. Just a few hours into the night, the Archdeacon's brother,  Frollo had paid your little family a visit. He accused your parents of being gypsies disguised as nobles, when really they were just very wealthy merchants. He ordered his guards to tie your parents to the kitchen chairs and to capture your brother, your sister, and you.

You didn't try to escape, how could you when you knew it there would be no use because they would just capture you again. You looked into the eyes of your younger siblings and saw fear. For years you had cared for them and protected them while your parents went to work. They always saw how brave you were and how strong you always pretended to be, but really you were just as scared as they were when your parents were away.

At that moment they saw how vulnerable you were as the guards held your arms behind your back. But that wasn't important right now, what was important was that Minister Frollo had just lit a match.

He was planning on burning your parents alive.

"Why are you doing this? They didn't do anything wrong!" You screamed at him.

He turned to you with a devilish smile on his face. That was the moment that you realized that he knew your parents were innocent, he just didn't care.

"Your parents have been respected for far too long, child. It's about time that someone put a stop to it." He turned back to your house and threw the match at it.

"No!" You screamed out a second too late.

He looked back at you with a satisfied smirk on his face. He began to walk away from the terrifying sight, making the guard that was holding your arms behind your back, drag you away from your younger siblings.

You saw a guard take out his sword and walked towards your brother and sister. You watched in horror as the guard cut their throats with the tip of his sword.

You screamed out in agony as their bodies fell to the ground, their blood oozing out of their throats as if that's not where it belonged.

How could anyone be so cruel? How could someone who was a disciple of God do something like this?

At that moment, you believed that part of your soul had died. You became nothing but a rag doll as the guard dragged you towards the church. The guard stopped in front of the stairs that lead up to the cathedral. The monster turned and took in your sad expression, he smiled at your pain and sadness as if he lived off of it. It made you sick to your stomach.

"It would be best if you tell no-one about what happened here tonight, because if you cross me, I'll make you regret it." And with that he turned on his heel and walked up the steps and entered the church.

Once the guard had let go of your arms, you fell to your knees. You didn't dare begin to cry until you were sure that they were gone. Once they were out of ear- shot you began to sob.

Every memory, every single thing, every single person that you had loved and cherished all of your life had just been snatched way from you and put out of existence. You had nothing left and no place to go. All you could do was sit on the cold pavement and cry away all of your pain and suffering.

You didn't notice the handsome gypsy boy that had watched the entire scene and followed you to the church, until you caught him starring at you from around a street corner. You thought he was a follower of the Minister, so you began to crawl away from him. He noticed your distress and crept away from the corner to walk over to you.

You tried to crawl away more, but your back hit one of the steps and you were too weak to get up and run away. Once he reached you, he kneels down in front of you with sadness in his green eyes.

"I'm sorry about what happened to your family. I would like to help you, if you'll let me." He began to wipe away your tears as more cascaded down your now rosy cheeks.

"W-why would y-you help m-me?" You asked him between sniffles.

He gave you a sad smile and placed his hands on your shaking shoulders so that you would calm down.

"Because what Frollo did to you was wrong and unforgiving. I would like to help you if your planning on getting vengeance." The beautiful boy said with fierceness.

"But why?" You asked him with curiousness plaguing your mind.

He looked at you with those big green eyes of his and saw promises of retribution.

"Because he made it out to seem that gypsies are nothing more than a disgrace to society. I want to prove to the society that he's the disgrace, not us." He explained to you.

So he was wronged to and he wants to do something about it. But you were too weak and innocent to do such a thing. And even if you wanted to do something, it wouldn't matter, no-one would believe a simpleton like you.

"But why do you want to help me?" You asked him suspiciously.

His lips lifted up into a smile and his cheeks turned a bright shade of red.

"Why wouldn't I help someone as cute as you?" He said in a playful tone.

At first you didn't think he was serious, but when you saw the loving gleam in his eyes, that's when you knew that he was speaking nothing but the truth. You could feel your cheeks heating up as you looked away from his caring stare.

You felt that you didn't deserve happiness now that you let the people who brought you happiness die right in front of your eyes. Nothing will ever be the same for you ever again, but you knew the reason why the Minister didn't kill you and you knew why your parents had kept the secret from you ever since you were a child, but you knew that you couldn't tell anyone because if you did, the townspeople would persecute you.

Sooner or later he was going to find out your little secret, but until then you weren't going to let it bother you.

You looked back up at him and saw that he was starring at you. He blushed when he saw that he had been caught in the act.

"L-let's get you someplace s-safe, okay?" He lifted you in his arms and began to walk away from the one place that has given you nightmares for weeks on end.

Exhaustion took over, causing you to become drowsy. You closed your eyes and fell asleep while listening to his heartbeat picking up pace with every breath he breathed in. It was music to your ears.

And for the first time in your life, you could actually sleep without any monsters invading your dreams.