Let me explain :

So with BatB I started to write a lot ! And I really love to do so !

Now I'd like to learn a bit more, and improve my writing, and make experiment with it and all so … I decided to make this "story". In fact it will be a collection of one shot and not an actual story. I don't want to post them all separately, that would be annoying.

Concretely what do I want to do ?

I want to try different styles, different ways of writing. So I might describe scenes (like I did in the beginning of Against the World), respecting what actually happened but trying to give details on the thoughts and stuffs. I might also re-write scenes, like alternate endings or something. Might write following the story of a song. Write from the point of view of a character (I never done that before) and many other things, I'll just see ! (Maybe one day AU … who knows ?)

So hopefully you'll like it.

Also you are welcome to make some suggestions of scenes to further describe or re-write, of ships or character you want to see as hero of a one shot, or I don't know … just talk to me !

ALONE.

DISCLAMER, i do not own Beauty and the Beast of course, this is just a work of fiction based on the characters and the show.

A/N : For this first, Cat's point of view right after her mother died.

*bang bang* They shot her down *bang bang* … She died.

I could not think, my legs took the lead and I ran. I ran as fast as I could, as far as possible.

...

The woods all around me, the sound of my heart broken, the sound of my sobs, the sound of my unequal breathing, the sound of my feet hitting the ground as I try to get away. They all echoed in my ears.

I turn around to see if they still are following me. They are. I see them briefly and try to focus back on where I go. I check again, and again. They are behind me, so close.

I'm scared. Scared for my life, and I try not to think of hers, it's too late. And I can't afford to think about it, not now. But sill, I do.

Why ? Why her, why tonight ?

Why did I have to call her ?

I'm trying to think of a way to escape. Where to go ?

But my mind is drifting back to her. I see her face, I hear the guns firing, I feel her body falling, I smell the blood. The most awful sight, the most awful sound, the most awful sensation, and the most horrible smell in the world.

Why ? What did she do to deserve this ?

This is my fault.

*slam*

...

My head hurt, I touch and it's warm, I'm bleeding. I fell and hit my head. It's hard to see and think straight.

I turn around and there they are.

It's over, I'm going to die, I was not fast enough.

My vision is blurred, my head hurts so much.

She is dead, it's my fault and I'm about to die as well.

"Please" I repeat the word over and over again, I wouldn't know how many times I pleaded. But I know deep down that it has no effect. I cry, almost chocking on my tears. This is over, I can feel it.

Again the image of her dying haunts me. The fear is intense.

One of them is holding his gun directed at me, this is the end.

...

I don't know what happened. I saw it but it cannot be. Someone … or something came. Out of nowhere. I didn't see it coming, they didn't either. But they are dead. I can still hear the sound of their bodies being torn apart. And the way they fell heavily to the ground.

They are dead. I'm still alive. I cannot believe it.

I sigh in relief and look up.

He looks human, his body does, he is tall and he is looking at me. His face is not human … The sight gives me chills. I'm afraid, what he is going to do now. But there it stays. It … he … I don't know. It doesn't move. He stands and his eyes stare at me.

I should be scared, I'm hurt, my head is bleeding, my vision is blurred and he … it … just killed two men. But I'm not afraid, not anymore. I'm relieved, I don't know why I'm not scared. I cannot explain it, I don't understand it myself.

All I can do is stare back.

I'm holding my breath.

...

He left.

So fast that I'm not even sure he ever was here. But he was, I saw him. I know I did.

I'm breathing again.

...

A Beast, that was a beast. I was saved by a beast.

I try to get back on my feet, but it's hard, I lose balance a bit but finally manage to stand.

Looking around I see the dead bodies of the men that almost killed me. The men that shot my mother.

Mom.

She is dead.

I'm alive, but she is dead.

This is my fault.

Tears fall down my cheeks. I'm in pain, not because of the wound on my forehead. My heart hurts but I lost the most important person in my life. I'm all alone in those woods, completely lost.

And now, I'm going to be alonein life.

A/N : So ... What do you think ? I tried a completely different style. I don't know. I didn't think, the words just came out.