What if your whole life, you were told a Disney lie? That Beauty and The Beast was a happy ending, because it's not. The prince was really a princess and the beast was within her. Not a hairy, talking, two legged walking beast. She was a werewolf. A girl cursed at night with a wolf who hunts humans and refuses to stop until time runs out. Human in the day, who cares and loves all of those around her. The only way to break such a curse is with true loves kiss. Or is it? What if the only way to break the curse, is to sacrifice yourself for another? Perhaps even for a stranger. A death for a life. "Under major editing"