Upper Notre Dame
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     "I think he's waking up" said a voice that was very rough but intelligent.
     "Well it's about time" said another voice that was very high and quick.
     "Who do you think he is?" said another that was soft and old aged.
     "Where am I?" I muttered as I got up and looked around. Nobody was there, I was alone. "Hello? Where are you?"
     "Right here," said the high voice. I looked around crazily and i couldn't find anyone. Then I heard bells chime and create giant vibrations in my body. I was embraced in their sound and felt it consume me. They were beautiful in everyway like different colors painting a beautiful picture of sound. Then i heard thumping and the groaning of rope then a thud behind me.
     "Oh so you're awake," sad a soft and gentle voice. I turned to see a small man with a hooded cape which hid his face. "Where am I?" I asked not thinking much of the mysterious character. "Notre Dame Paris on the Ile de la Cite." I then realized that it was true, I was indeed in a different world.
     "Who are you?" I asked him politely
     "Me? I am the Bell Ringer of Notre Dame. I play the bells when it is daylight, midday, noon, and night"
     "You were the one playing those bells. It was so beautiful and extraordinary."
     "Really? I've done it all my life." I looked at him, he hid his face even more trying the least to give a hint of who he was. "Can I see your Face?" I said as I reached for the hood.
     "NO! please don't" In his chaos he dropped the hood and I saw his face for a brief second. He quickly hid it "I am a monster and nothing more... No one should see my face but My Master and my Friends."
     "You're not a monster," I said slowly taking in what i had just seen, "DO you say this because you are deformed?"
     "I say this because my master does! He has been so kind to me, the only one in all of Paris who would take me in, He's taken care of me, fed me, taught me, given me a purpose."
     "Well if he says your a monster then he is not very kind!"
     "Finally someone who agrees with me!" said the high quick voice.
     "We have always agreed with you Hugo." said the intellegent voice.
     "Of course Quasi here doesn't admit it though maybe this boy can help him realize he is normal, Right Victor?"
     "Yes Perhaps," said the intellegent voice.
     I looked around for the source of the voices but i could not find them. " Where are the voices coming from?"
     "You can hear them?" the man exclaimed, "No one can hear them, not even Master Frolo who tells me they aren't real."
     "Who speaks then?"
     "Us!" said Hugo
     "The gargoyles of Notre Dame!" victor added.
     "I'm Laverne the eldest of the Gargoyles." said the old voice
     "I'm Hugo! here to help Quasi all the way!"
     "I am Victor, I am friends to all you see here."
     "And I'm Quasimodo," said the man, I brought my hand out and extended towards him, he flinched and backed away. "I'm Keir, pleased to meet you!" he slowly walked my hand and grabbed it, we shook. "So where are the gargoyles? why can't i see them?
     "They're right behind you," I turned and saw three figures behind me, one was small and chubby, the other tall, and the other short and old. "These? but their made of stone?"
     "Hey so what if we're stone!" yelled Hugo, "We're still Living!"
     "AAHH!" I jumped back, it had spoken without moving, "How are you talking without moving?"
     "What do you mean?" Hugo said," I can move all fine!"
     "I do beleive the boy can hear us but can only see us in our statue form." said Victor.
     "Very peculiar don't you think?" said laverne. Quasimodo took off the hood and I saw his face more clearly now.
     "There you go!" i exclaimed, "Isn't that better than hiding your face all the time!"
     "You're not frightened?"
     "If there's one thing I've learned while in the orphanage i come from is that all people are humans despite how they look."
     "That's a good law m'boy!" Exclaimed Laverne.
     "Sorry to disrupt!" said Hugo, "but Frolo at 1 '0' clock!" I turned to see that the gargoyles were now at the window. I was astonished that they had indeed moved from their place.
     "Quickly you must get out!" Quasimodo said frantically, "Take the back door go the Festival of Fools, I'll find you there!" I ran out the back door just as Frolo entered the room. I ran down the long winding stairway and out into the streets of Paris. Preperations were being made for a what seemed to me a festival. Flags were posted everywhere and tents were posted everywhere. I walked back in awe astonished of all the beautiful colors and the difference of the world I had lived in. Never had I seen so much color.
     I bumped into a man in armor. "excuse me," he said, he was tall and had medium long hair and a small goatee beard, his armor matched the color of his hair. He wore a blue cape over everything and looked down at me. "I'm Phoebus, do you know where the Palais de Justice is located?" I stared at his overall stature, i nodded no and he passed. "Thank you", he shouted back as he left.
     "STOP! IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!" yelled a guard running by as a gypsy girl ran with a sack full of money, "You theif, get back here!" They came to the place where I was standing and they shouted, "Out of the way boy!" The pushed me onto the ground face first. I began to taste blood drip into my mouth. "I don't think so!" said Phoebus, "Achilles, Sit!" I got up in time to see that the horse that the man had with him sit down on one of the guards. The other guard lunged at me with his dagger. I put my arms up in defense hopping that i would live, Suddenly a weight entered my hand as a sword formed in it. I parried the attack and knocked it right out of his hands. I had never used a sword before, I stood there shocked at the amazing skills that I had just used.
     "That's Enough!" yelled Phoebus, A guard got up and looked at him with his sword drawn, "And who are you to tell us what to DO?" he asked Phoebus, at which he took out a longer and sharper blade, "Phoebus, the captain of the guards" The guards immediatly fell back and saluted him. "Now," Phoebus continued, "Where is the Palais de Justice, The Palace of Justice?"
     "This way sir," they started down the street, "MAKE WAY FOR THE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARDS! MAKE WAY" Phoebus stopped and looked at me, he picked up a few coins off the floor and handed it to me. "Take these," he instructed, "and give it to the old beggar man behind me." He gave me the coins and left following the guards. I went over to the Beggar man and threw the coins into the hat. I began to walk down the street until i heard a voice, it was soft and sweet, to kind to be that of a man's. "Thank you."
     "You're the gyp---" The beggar man came out of the disguise to reveal the Gypsy Girl that had supposedly stole the gold. "That was close, don't you think?" she told me as a pet goat jumped out of the disguise. "you're not from around here are you?" I nodded no and stared at her beauty, "Oh, so you're here for the Festival of Fools?!"
     "Is that outside of the bell tower?"
     "Notre Dame you mean, yes"
     "Oh then yes, i'm meeting a friend there."
     "Well then," she said putting her arm around my shoulder, "YOu should come with me, I'm part of the festival and one could get lost in such a big festival, by the way I'm Esmerelda."
     "I'm Keir," i responded smiling,
     "Keir huh? What a strange name." she shrugged, "Shall we go then?"
     "To the Festival?"
     "TO THE FESTIVAL!"