Beauty And The Beast (bxb)

Chapter 37

I forgot how many turns we took to get rid of our pursuers. My mind was a maze of panic. With a big gasp, I flung myself into the door ready to use all my weight to open the door to only fall into waiting arms. The door was shut with a loud boom and was fortified with as many furniture that could be stacked over each other within second. Beyond the door shouts of excitement were heard as the villages rejoiced in finding the lair of the monster.

The pair of hands that were holding me crushed me against the barrel of a chest.

"Can't breathe!" I gasped out.

"You are safe." Adam said in relief as he gave me just enough space to inhale and checked me from head to toe before his eyes laid on my forehead. It had turned a deep blue where Mason had hit me. Rage filled Adam's eyes.

"Get me some medicine." He quietly said, his voice deathly still. I could feel his hands trembling in anger from where he grasped me.

He pushed me to sit on the only stool left and crouched to my size to carefully apply the salve to my head. His huge hands were awfully delicate on me, as if I were the most precious thing in the universe. Such intense love had tears forming in my eyes. When I was with him, I felt like nothing could harm me. But with them, my dear father hadn't even bothered coming to meet me, unlike the drama he had acted out when he had just arrived.

Everyone else stood alert at the door, waiting. The doors wouldn't hold for long. That was given. All it had brought was time. Adam looked at me and gave me a dagger. Reality was grim even though it wasn't for killing but defence.

A loud thud sounded and everyone turned to the door. It paused for a minute before it sounded again. Powdered dust ran down from the tiny cracks that formed through the wall.

"Sound like..." Mrs Potts whispered.

A battering ram.

They had brought the battering ram. We retreated behind as the second attempt had the wall shaking. Everyone, small and big, metal or wood, looked at each other in dismay and worry. Mrs Potts held her child near while James and Mr Clok stood together at the front line, next to each other, looking fierce as the flames burnt incessantly as the time tucked away.

Before long, the door gave away with a loud groan and fell inward with dust and debris scattering everywhere making the space beyond invisible. Regardless, the villagers didn't hesitate, charging into the room bellowing. The men at the forefront and a few women behind, they seemed like they had lost their sanity as they started smashing everything in their eyesight fearing it would be live. Mason entered the room, his sights fixed on Adam and a blood thirsty gleam entered his eyes regardless of the chaos around him.

"So you are the monster who has bewitched my Martha!" He roared as he charged towards Adam.

"Where is she? Give her back!"

I was pushed aside by Adam to the back. I staggered behind. It seemed that no one targeted me, the dagger in my hand felt heavy as it felt useless. I stood in the corner half horrified, half dazed as I saw everyone I knew, loved and hated, fight.

Mason brought down his sword at Adam in full force but Adam parried it, his claws raking the sword and sparks flew into the air. All around me I saw people and furnitures engaged in a battle that would have looked ridiculous in any other circumstances.

Mr Clok and James seemed to enjoy the fight as they teamed up, jumping from a poor villager to another, burning and ticking as they pleased. The lady brooms loved to sweep all the dust up and into the noses of unsuspecting men who were armed with sticks, making them sneeze continuously. A few idiots of the lot, my dear sisters, held on to pans and ladles from the kitchen and now were struggling to free themselves of the devilish vessels that they now possessed. The fight spanned out into the corridor and beyond as everyone spread out in their own battle.