The townspeople ran, horrified.  The beast walked into the town, causing screams of terror to ride through the people.

The beast had slicked back black hair, a foot sized forehead, big broad shoulders, pale skin with a green tint, that made him look sickly, and bolts where his ears should be.

The beast directed himself towards the transmission tower.  He took his Hulk-like hands and started to climb the tower.

He looked down at all of the people. They all stared at him in horror to see what he would do next.

The beast pulled at the wire, ripping it from its stand.  Sparks flew from the wire in every direction. He took the wire and brought it to his mouth, sucking out all of the electricity.  He felt himself becoming stronger. His bolts started to light up; causing him to let out a thundering scream. He started to beat on his chest as if he was Tarzan.

He jumped down from the tower, causing the ground to shake.  The townspeople had fled away from the beast.

All but one.

There stood a little girl. She was in a muddy nightgown, and her nappy hair were in two pigtails.  She had looked at the beast in amazement.

Her mother screamed for her to come back, but others held her back.  The little girl had walked closer to the beast, reaching her hand towards him, which lead to him stepping away from her.  Stepping closer, going on the top of her toes, and touching his nose. The beast grabbed the little girl, and walked over to the screaming woman.

He handed the child over to her, and walked passed all of the townspeople.  They all felt relief when they realized he wouldn’t hurt them.

PART II

The Fractured Fairy Tale

Goldilocks and the Three Knights

Goldilocks and the Three Bears (England)

https://www.dltk-teach.com/rhymes/goldilocks_story.htm

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Goldilocks.  The little girl was blessed with good looks. She had crystal blue eyes, surrounded by long dark eyelashes.  Most importantly, she had long golden locks, that reached her waist. All of the boys in the land fancied her.  

One day the King of Adraun heard of her, and demanded her to have his heir.  He sent three of his greatest knights to find her and bring her to him.

Goldilocks was in the forest, tending to her Grandmother’s garden picking the flowers to be made into a bouquet.  A pixie flew from the trees and landed on the flower, Goldilocks was about to pick.

“Goldilocks, you’re in trouble.  King Titus is sending his knights to find you, so you can make his heir!”  The pixie warned her. Goldilocks smile fell, after hearing the fairies words.

“You must run!  Save yourself before they come.” The pixie commanded her.  

The sound of running horse became louder, meaning the knights King Titus sent for were almost here.  

“Run Goldilocks, run!” With that Goldilock ran.  She picked up her long skirt, and ran as fast as her legs let her.    

“There she is!”  She heard from behind her.  She looked back, and there they were.  She made a sharp left. She hid in a bush, hoping to cut them off her trail.  Sure enough the knights kept going straight. She stood up from the bush, and headed along the opposite direction of the knights.    

Soon Goldilocks came across a little house, in the middle of the forest.  She ran up to it, knocking on the door as loud as she could.

“Hello, is anyone there?”  She asked. She knocked on the door one more time, causing the door to open.  She looked around, and decided to step inside, closing the door behind her. Once she walked in she was hit with a sweet smell.  She started to walk into the direction of the sweet smell. There on the dining table sat three bowls of porridge, all nice and hot.    

Goldilocks felt her stomach start to growl at the sight of the food.  She sat at the table going to the biggest bowl. She took the spoon laying on the table, and took a bite of the porridge.  Her mouth began to burn from the taste of the porridge. She went to the second biggest bowl, and took a spoonful of the porridge.  This time the porridge was too cold. She tries the last bowl, that was the smallest bowl on the table. The porridge was not too hot, nor too cold.  It was just right. She ate up all of the porridge.