Beauty and the Beast • Sherlolly fanfiction

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Beastlock is going to have two forms before he's human again. The one above is how he is now (aside from the modern clothing and shoes, obviously), just an fyi. Happy reading!

She began to pant, looking around frantically. How much time did she have before this "beast" found her? What would he do?

"No! No, it's okay. We-we can get you out, there has to be a key or-or s-something.." By now she was sobbing as searched the cell room for a key or something she could use to pick the lock on her father's door.

"Molly, please it's no use. Please get out while you can!" Her father pleaded, but it was too late.

Molly felt a cold sensation around her, she heard deep raspy breathing. Someone was behind her. The beast was behind her. Her stomach dropped, tears were falling from her eyes.

"Run, Molly!" Her father continued to yell at her, but she couldn't process a word he said. She was too afraid to comprehend her father's pleas. She just stood there, frozen.

"Why have you here?" Came a venomously angry yet controlled voice.

She summoned every ounce of courage she had, then slowly turned to face the monster. She only glanced at him a second, becoming timid again when she laid eyes on him. She saw blue-green eyes surrounded by red scales and horns atop his head. He had a snout and sharp teeth, a few of which rested on his upper lip. She had to crane her neck just to see his face, he must've been at least 8 feet tall. His hands were very large, with intimidating claws. From his shoulders down he was covered in large cloak, but she was sure he was covered in scales like his face was. She took a couple breaths, looking back to the ground.

"I-I've come for my father. He's sick, p-please let him go." She pleaded, not daring to gaze upon his face again.

The beast snorted, "He was trespassing. Now he is my experiment. He can never leave."

"No!" Cried Molly, shocked that she found her own voice. "I... You have to let him go, he hasn't done anything wrong! He was only doing what I was, seeking help. Are you going to lock me up too?"

Her father winced when the beast stared down at her, narrowing his eyes. In a low voice he snarled, "You? A puny woman, boring and useless. I don't want you."

Molly swallowed and looked the beast right in the eyes. "Beast, I offer myself in his place."

This seemed to grab the Beast's attention. He laughed, but it sounded like a roar. "You would give up your freedom for some old man who is going to die with a few months?"

"He's my father," Molly said proudly, though tears formed in her eyes. "Of course I would."

"Sentiment..interesting.." The beast muttered, barely audible. He stared at the puny woman, "I suppose you could be of some use."

"No Molly, you don't know what you're doing!" Her father panicked, "Beast, she's delusional, and completely useless. She would cause more harm-"

"Be quiet!" The beast roared, "Our deal has been made and you are never to return here."

He unlocked the cell door, dragged the old man out and replaced him with Molly. She slid her back down the wall and sat with her head buried in her knees, sobbing. She could hear her father calling to her, protesting the beast. Doors continued to slam and his voice grew fainter, and soon she could no longer hear it. It was all so fast she almost didn't realize what was happening. Not even a goodbye. He's all alone and I can't even say goodbye or tell him that I love him. The thought made Molly sob even harder. She cried for what seemed like hours until finally she fell asleep.