Archive of Our Own

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A recent missing person case in Gevaudan, France has risen from the blew.

The case reports that a young, pre-teenage girl named Julietta had mysteriously disappeared. Her last sighting was at the dead of night (lol At Dead Of Night ref hahahahaj) in her room, ready to sleep.

A part that concerns many of the interested citizens in this case was the exact timing of this girl leaving while the beast of Gevaudan is terrorizing France. There is a possibility of no return of this pre-teen ever if the beast got to her. However, if there is a chance that this maiden may still be alive, if that is so, this would be a miracle.

So... what ever happened to this girl...? Today, that's what we will find out.

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When the morning time had risen, everybody had heard at least a slice about this case through the distressed parents. For those who shared their heart for the mother and father (mostly the female audience) , the citizens helped search for the missing daughter.

The mother was a lady called Janese. Janese had long brown hair that reflected the glow of sun; her attire wasn't the richest kind. After all, if you weren't a royal, anything was hard to get, including a pretty, non-stained dress.

Today, the mother was filling up a heavy wooden bucket near her home to prepare a meal. Mademoiselle lived next to a water source, so it wasn't the hardest of work (Nonlike Cosettes journey in Les Misérables goddamn).

-Mme Janese! (Mademoiselle Janese!)

A female voice called her name in the distance.

That voice belonged to one of her supportive friends she had made during her investigations. She was quite lovely actually. This lovely gal was Marie, yes she is somewhat relevant to the story ig.

- Mme Marie! Comment va tu? ( Miss Marie! How are you?) Janese responds in a tired like tone.

- Oh Mme Janese... Mon mari et moi voulait te souhaiter de la bonne chance de dieux pour retrouver votre chère fille. Comme une mère moi-même, je ne pourrais jamais m'imaginer dans votre place. (Oh miss Janese... My husband and I wanted to wish you good luck from god to find your prescious child. As a mother myself, I could never imagine myself in your place.) Says Miss Marie

Maries husband nods subtly and gives Janese a small warm smile.

- Comme ma belle femme, je vous souhaite de la bonne chance, Mme. (Like my beautiful wife, I wish you good luck madame)

Janese forces herself to give somewhat of a smile to the couple. It would not mean she despises them both or anything; it would simply be that she just had rough times lately.

- Merci, a vous deux. (Thanks to you both) Janese manages to say to them nicely. Il y a une place divain au ciel pour des paysans comme vous. (Theres a devin place in the sky for people like you)

- Merci, Mademoiselle! A plus tard! (Thank you, Mademoiselle, see you later!) Smiles Marie before softly running of in the distance with joy, her husband chasing after her out of breath. Marie seems so perfect and carefree.

- A plus tard. (See you later.) Responds Janese with a gloomy tone before returning to her now filled bucket.

Janese returned to her home not too far away. While Janese had lost her daughter, there was still another child at home she had to take care of who went by the name ‘Mordikai’. The older sibling of the two, or when... there used to be two. He was awake by now, waiting for breakfast. Today, Mordikai was going to hang out with his friends, so he wanted to eat fast.

(To understand better, Mordikai and his family lived in what would now be considered down town in todays standards. In this era, not everyone had education. In that group, it includes Mordikai. Which is why he is not at school or anything)

The door lets out a sound as it creaks open, and Janese walks in, bucket in her hand. The boy was sat down at the dinner table, hitting his fists against the wooden surface. He kicks his feet in the air, probably waiting for food in an impatient demeanor. Surprising for a boy of 16 reaching 17.

- Mamannnnnn, avais-tu vue mes amis quand tu étais dehors ? Tu parlais a quelqu'un, je suis sure ! (Mommm, did you see my friends when you were outside??? You were speaking to someone, im sure of it!!)

- Oui, mais ce n’étaient pas tes amis, juste un ami a moi. ( Yes but it wasnt your friends, it was just a friend of mine.)

Eurghhhhh

Janese sighs. Maybe it's good she only had one person to deal with for now, well, besides for her husband who's hard at work.

Time skippy skip and woahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Water potato. I mean, ngl it sounds good gang.

Yark! Pourquoi j’essaie meme? (Ew! Why do I try, anyway?) Yells Mordikai to his mother. Not too long after, he throws the potato on the ground and smashes it under his heel.

Seriously? Actually, maybe the mother misses her timid daughter.

Mordikai walks near the door with heavy steps angerly.

Je vais aller chercher mes amis, au enfers avec toi. ( Im going to go get my friends, to hell with you.)

Mordikai! Scoffs Janese offended

The door gets slammed shut by that little bitch that im already getting angry by just writing him. Janese lets out an angry scoff this time as she slightly hangs onto the wooden table, where had her daughter gone all this time. She believed one day Julietta would come home, one day. Maybe if she just believed hard enough. (One day more, another day another destiny)

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The forest grew beyond miles and miles beyond Julietta's vision. Perhaps the height of such trees went beyond into the sky aswell, hm? Nothing is impossible...

The girl looked into the eyes of the cold dead of night with big teary eyes as she ran as fast as she could. Her breath fumbled and hitched as her heart couldn't stop kicking up the pace. Frankly, it felt like having a heart attack. Julietta counted every second; her minutes felt like hours, hours felt like years, those years felt like decades... jesus christ...my head just hurts by looking at this.

The long pink attire Julietta is wearing carries many many rips and stains. If you were running away from home, I suppose no one would really care about their outfit. Maybe if it was winter..but either way...

For a very miny brief moment, Julietta stopped and took fast paced breaths. Her hands landed on her long ripped skirt as she leaned forward, her face towards the ground, observing the grass even through the tears. The girl tried to pull herself together, her throat scratched and ached. Though, what happens happens I suppose.

STEP STEP CRUNCH....

Though for even that short lived moment, something lurked. There was a shift in the grass, and it wasn't just the switch in the wind, it couldn't have been. It would have been stupid to have assumed nothing else would be here in the forest during one of the most melodramatic nights ever...though...I mean...how was she supposed to know? Its not everyday you abandon your family for better or for worst! Though, yeah, maybe it was a little stupid... But I mean, that's not important!

As if it was some sort of added bonus, from a distance, you can hear what seems to be teeth crunching on a set of bones. The steps that could be heard were nothing of the human sort, the movement was sharp and multiple feet were on the ground at once.

What IS this noise (lol Noise Pizza tower ref OK ILL SHUT UP) ?

Julietta's head shifted to her left, only to leave her with a breathless sight.

A dark, tall beast... something way taller than her. It had the proportions of a wolf but... too big to be one. Its sharp blade exposed canine teeth appeared stained with blood, as well with the rest of its dark tinted fur around its mouth. Whatever this creature was, it was sat down with a meal, the meal of the hips and legs of a human. It munches on a part way lower than where the stomach should have been connected (I'll say maybe the point after the hips prolly dw im learning anatomy rn but I suck so correct me I will love to fix it, but yeah, the upper half of the body is gone ), it was completely mauled and severed. Blood stained the grass beneath that area, concluding this as a recent kill. The bone sounds came from the beast chewing on the leg like a chew toy, though, to be precise, they weren't eating the human; they parted the shriveled looking meat from the body to save for later. For now, the bones are a play toy. The beast eyes glowed through the night, observing the fresh corpse. The beast let out a playful growl. Could it be..?

The beast of Gevaudan?

Panic and fear made the teen girl freeze in plain sight. Like a deer blinded by the light of a car. Maybe it was her sign to do a very expressive role in theater (as a semi actor she could totally do it). Her breath was rapidly getting faster and faster and faster. Until probably the whole world could hear her loud and clear.

- !

The Beast of Gevaudan perked up its ears, it didn't take long before it observed its prey attentively. The Beast threw its glossy eyes and sharp pupils over in the girls direction, signaling the threat it will be. What was before a playful growl soon became to be one of hatred and violence. And right before the blink of an eye, la bête de Gevaudan stood up on its hind legs and unclenched its mighty jaw of dagger sharp teeth. And then shortly after speeding up to the girl at the fastest of speeds.

Julietta gasps, scared of her fate. She soon began to cry more than she had before.

THUD!!!!

The girls head hit the ground faster than she could have comprehended. The beast had knocked her down, keeping her body intact to the ground. She felt the claws of the beast digging into her soft neck. The Gevaudan Beast snarled. Then, the claws pulled the skin of her neck down, and down, and down until blood was exposed. Julietta gasps as she struggles to breathe, watching death flash right before her eyes. The teeth of the beast prepared to bite the girls' head off, so the Gevaudan beast placed its canines on each side of her neck. She felt the beasts hot dog like breath very close to her. The teeth dug in...

- !!!!!!

Be back to this story in like two chapters or so