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In another multi-verse... 11/02/12 The Beast was scarfing down some roast beef. Centuries later and still, the Beast had not broken the spell. It was more savage and uncivilized than it had been centuries ago, as well as more depressed. He had lived as an immortal Beast for over 600 years, but all those 600 years, he had the same nightmare...one that no matter how powerful he was, he never had the strength to shake away... ** "GET OUT!!!" The Beast bellowed at the beautiful brunette woman for intruding in the West Wing. "Where are you going?" asked Lumiere. "Anywhere's better than here!" cried Belle. Belle had had enough. Despite these unusual servants who had told her again and again, "He's not a bad guy", it was, without a shadow of a doubt, too hard for her to believe. Belle rode on her steed as fast as she could through the cold winds of the world outside of the Beast's gargantuous castle. Finally, she fell off. When the Beast arrived, he saw some wolves walking off, their heads turned away from him. He saw two things that completely shocked him. He saw a horse with gaping, yet empty eyes, and some huge tears in his stomach, where he could see that some flesh had been torn out of him. But the second thing he saw was worst of all. It was Belle. Her limbs had been torn apart and dark red blood was stained at her mouth. Her eyes, once beautiful, were now pale and lifeless. Her clothes torn almost completely apart. The Beast loudly roared in shock at the sight of the woman as his last hope that had been stripped from him by this cold pack of wolves. * * The Beast was savoring his large dinner. But it wouldn't last long. Dr. Bruce Banner walked into this ancient castle on this freezing cold night. He was relieved to have finally found some shelter, still living his days with "that monster" inside him. And not having a shirt to wear didn't make things any easier for him He walked upstairs and found himself a very soft bedroom. Desperate for some rest, he rolled into the bed and immediately, his eyes got heavier, and heavier, until he had fallen asleep. But then he woke up with a start. The door burst open and the Beast roared at him loudly. "Why did you come here?" asked the Beast. Bruce rolled out of the bed and backed away. "What the hell are you? Get away from me!" cried Bruce as he ran out the hole where the door had been. Bruce ran hastily down the stairs, but the Beast made chase. As Bruce made it down the last step, the Beast made one last jump and tackled him. "YOU WILL STAY OUT OF MY CASTLE!!" it cried. "Please! Don't make me angry! You don't wanna know what's inside!" Bruce had warned the Beast too late. Thus, his skin turned into a dark green hue and his shirt and pants were torn to shreds. The Hulk bellowed with an astounding amount of rage: "FURRY MAN LEAVE HULK ALONE!!"