The Dark Side of Being Different, Beauty & the Beast

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The Dark Side of Being Different

(Beauty & the Beast)

Posted on Fanstory January 20, 2015

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Copyright © 2015 by K. Lorraine Books

Graphic, courtesy of Bing Public Domain

I thought I’d change up this week’s blog a bit.

The new movie Beauty and the Beast debuted in the theaters this weekend. “Despite her fears, Belle befriends the castle’s enchanted staff. And she learns to look beyond the Beast’s hideous exterior. She realizes the kind heart and soul of the true Prince within.”

This prompted me to delve into my archives. I remembered a short story that I had written. I found it.  I thought you might enjoy my version of a take on Beauty of the Beast from 2015, Alien style.

Read the full blog on the K. Lorraine website

Have a happy first day of Spring.

Happy reading,

K. Lorraine






The Darkside of Being Different


Blog #8 October 31, 2016

Copyright © 2013 by K. Lorraine Books

Halloween Day

Today is the final story blog written for the 2016 Halloween season. I hope you have enjoyed the trip to the dark side. Be on the safe side when you Tick or Treat tonight. Happy Halloween my friends and I‘ll see you soon with new blogs of Funn things I blog about.





Darkness protects us from seeing the things we would not rather see. She was gone and he needed to run or face a life of interment in the underground penal camps. They taunted him and he didn’t time to weep over his deceased mother’s body.

He was different from his peers on Eco. His parents saw fit to arrange for his transport. From a faraway planet, Oden came to live beneath the Earth’s catacombs in New York City. But he knew he had to flee from there too, or he would perish.

Oden, and his fellow aliens of Planet Eco were a race of giants.  They were gentle. Eco was a planet that didn’t commit atrocities, or torture innocent creatures. They did not lay claim over their people to be victorious. They weren’t particularly loathsome or terrible. They were noble, charming and indifferent. They possessed beautiful feral brown eyes and disheveled brown hair.

Oden’s mother was an alien endowed with a mid section  of enormous proportion. Her inherent absent-mindedness gave her a misfit quality. She was always in a hurry.  Her large feet forced her clumsiness. Azalia, Oden’s mother, fell in love with Sprat.

Sprat, unlike his wife, was a handsome Alien specimen. He was blessed with windswept chestnut hair that arched across his hairy forehead. His high cheekbones showed off his otherwise handsome face. His tall, slim build was deceptive. And the alien colony referred to the couple as unusual.

After their marriage, Azalia soon became pregnant. She gave birth to a defective one-eyed Alien boy and his parents named him Oden. The alien colony ostracized the couple, because the appearance of their child was displeasing. In spite of the criticism, Sprat loved his wife and son. He did everything in his power to protect them from the harsh alien community where they lived.

Oden possessed a violent and sometimes uncontrollable nature that he used against his peers. Azalia worked hard to teach Oden methods to help calm and control his behavior.

She knew of the mirrored land called Planet Earth. She read about the planet Earth’s history.  The earth had developed a means to tame children with behavioral problems. Azalia wanted to send Oden to earth. She thought the evilness that possessed her child would die. Her plea was to help Oden achieve inner peace.

Azalia was sure their problems would end if they moved to Planet Earth. She said, “My husband, our son is troubled, and this is causing him to lose more control. If we don’t act soon, we might lose him forever in the behavioral correction camps of the Aliens.”

Sprat answered, “Azalia, I know how much you want our son to be normal. And with sympathy, i understand it is your desire to make this happen, regardless of the costs. Wife, if it will help Oden, then we must move.”

The Planet Eco was a safe, clean and a brilliant environment. The Planet’s World Leader created the embodiment of positive progressive growth. Unknown to the dangers ahead, Oden and his parents moved to earth.

The citizens of earth were hungry. The water was putrid. The air was sour, and its citizens lived in surroundings covered in dust and filth.

Oden didn’t understand the meaning of a vision his mother described on the day of her death. She spoke of angels. She characterized the sound of ethereal music with its beauty. The colors that surrounded her were vivid. It was a place filled with everlasting peace.

Oden’s mother died without warning  after inhaling Earth’s stagnated air.  It saddened him that he was now alone without his mother. Sprat returned to his home, Planet Eco, along with his wife’s body to mourn her death. He left his son on Earth alone.

Looking into the future seemed fruitless for Oden. He failed to see how this new World call Earth, would help him. He only saw that his life would end in death. He too would die by prolific disease.

Microscopic bacteria and tiny micro-orgasms lived in the wastewater of the city sub level. He reasoned that humans had become immune to the abundant toxicity existing around them. But his immune system was pristine. He would not live long enough to acclimate to the sub-territory beneath the city.

The earthling majority warned Oden that his deformity was punishable. They judged his punishment by the acts prior of his parents.

The humans called Oden  a Cyclops and they feared him because he was different. With a disheartened  perspective, Oden feared he would never experience the beauty of love. The humans banished him to live his life at the deepest level of the sewers under New York City.

For the first time in his meager existence, Oden was cognizant of his deformity. A disgrace that he could no longer ignore. A thousand lightning flashes radiated from his eye. Wrath, hatred, despair, and anger came forth. He used the power bestowed by his departed mother. Her power was strong enough to remove the disease and pestilence from the Earth’s air and oceans.

The release of the epic energy calmed his violence and his broken heart began to mend. In an instant, he absolved humanity of their stupidity for decimating the rain forests. The depleted of the world’s natural resources began to restrengthen.

With forgiveness, for the chaos, Oden was no longer a pathetic and lonely Cyclops. But, he no longer had the power to free himself from the anguish of  a heart that discovered brokenness.

Scion, a beautiful street dancer, was sent from Planet Eco by Sprat. She came to Earth to find Oden. It was her job to show him all the excitement and wonderment of the world above through her eyes.

Scion was in awe of Oden’s reverence and humility, but she was too late. She saw Oden pull his knife from his belt and thrust it into his heart. His full lips quivered, his chest heaved starving for air to fill his lungs. His thoughts were drowning him, and Scion’s voice went unheard; Oden fell to the ground.

Scion rushed to his side. She offered him a drop of water. But from the orb which had been so dry, a big tear fell, trickled down the Cyclops’ eye and moistened the earth.

She cradled the dead mutant’s head in her lap. She closed his one eye. “Oden, your father sent me to return you to your native world. Your actions on Earth were to open the eyes of the citizens to your bravery and heroism.  But if your actions failed, then it was my duty to return you to your homeland.  i see that they still hide in the darkness with closed eyes. They avoid seeing the things they would not rather see.”

Scion did as Sprat asked of her. She accompanied Oden’s body from the underground catacombs of New York City.  An intergalactic shuttle brought the body home to a hero’s welcome. He had proselytized his hatred into a selfless act. Oden’s hope was to save humanity on a dying planet that mirrored his beloved homeland.

At his memorial service, Scion elaborated in her eulogy. “When you are different, life in the darkness is sometimes the only place where you can hide.”

She spoke of how the gentle Cyclops left his home planet as an outcast.  But he came home to his native world. Regardless that he lost his life in the process,  he deserved the humanitarian award.

On Halloween night, it’s not uncommon to see the other side of being different. But the day after, come back into the light to normalcy. Whatever, that might be…


Happy Halloween everyone!