Christine's smile faultered as they approached that opera house which had been her home once and then her nightmare. She felt her husband, Raoul De Chagny, clutch her hand, she knew he was as nervous as she was. It seems like yesterday instead of ten years. 1870 to 1880. Christine felt herself begin to panic. Raoul quickly rubbed her arm reassuringly.
"Please don't panic Christine…I'm afraid we'll frighten the children…" he whispered soothingly to Christine and turned back to look at their children.
The oldest was a boy, 10 years old, named Daniel De Chagny. Daniel was a rebellious young boy and reminded Christine much of young Raoul. He also had a firey and explosive temper and kept mostly to himself.
The next was 9 year old Pierre De Chagny. He had a very bitter attitude. He doesn't play well with others because as soon as something goes wrong he gets someone in trouble. Whether it is his friends or his siblings.
When Pierre turned 2 Christine had her first baby girl, Fredricka De Chagny, now 7. Fredricka is very dainty and was very sickly as a baby. At the age of 4 she turned into a healthy young girl who loves to read and is very well educated.
After a year Christine and Raoul were blessed with twin girls who they named Rue De Chagny and Minerva De Chagny, now 6. Both girls are very alike and loved to play tricks on people. Though they like to make people guess who they are. Nobody but their parents can tell them apart.
Then another two years after, Christine had another girl, Antonia, now 4. Antonia is a sweet little girl who has never done a bad thing, she listens to her parents and respects them, some say she is too sweet to be real.
Then four years later and just a year before their return Christine had twin boys, Phillip De Chagny and Louis De Chagny, the babies of the group at 1 year old. Already talking and toddling along on their own.
Christine stared back at her children and then took a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves. There was no possible way he was still alive or even around that general area. She turned to her husband and smiled shakily. She was ready to face her fears. Whether it killed her or not. The carriage came to a halt. Raoul was the first to step out and then opened the carriage door for Christine and the children.
The children scrambled out quickly and stared in shock and awe at the Opera House. Christine was last to step out as she looked up the dreaded Opera House. A wave of dread and foreboding came over her.
My Angel of Music…Come to me Angel of Music…
What on earth was that!? Christine thought. Her mind then wandered to the Phantom and she shook off her terror. No. It couldn't have been Erik. There is no possible way. It is just my nerves.
She turned to look at Raoul at the same time he looked at her. He heard it too, Christine knew he did. At the same time they looked towards their kids.
"Mum…what was that?" little Antonia asked her mother.
Christine nearly screamed. Her children had heard the voice too. No there was no way it could be the Phantom it was all just a coincidence. Somebody is trying to scare them.
"C-come now children. Let us go inside. Somebody is obviously playing a trick on us." Raoul said quickly and took hold of Christine's hand and went inside with her. Their children in front of them. They were welcomed by a whole slue of people.
The face they were most happy to see though, was Madame Giry's face.
"Madame Giry it is so nice to see you again!" Christine said, forgetting her worries and hugging the women she had known as mother.
Madame Giry turned her attention to the little ones hiding in the folds of Christine's dress and then to the two boys standing next to Raoul.
"Christine are these all your children?" Madame Giry asked.
Christine smiled and picked up Phillip and Louis, "Yes they are all mine."
Madame Giry and Christine spend a lot of time catching up but seeing as it was getting late everyone decided it would be best if they rested from their long journey. Christine's dressing room had been turned into a bedroom for their use. Christine paled when she found out where they would be staying. Though she had to admit that it was beautiful. It was much different then she remembered, she was so impressed, she overlooked the mirror against the wall. While the children bathed, Christine sat out happily in the courtyard with Madame Giry.
"Where is Meg?" Christine asked suddenly.
"Nobody knows…" Madame Giry said with a sad look on her face, "But everybody said that she gave herself to the Monseur Phantom…"
Christine paled again, she was becoming more edgy. She said nothing else. They went their separate ways for the night and Christine went into the room and saw Raoul already asleep in bed, but the kids were awake and jumping around. Christine smiled fondly at her kids and then clapped her hands.
"Children! Children! It is time for you all to go to bed, a lot with be going on tomorrow!" Christine said.
The children started to protest and Raoul rolled over in the bed, "Bed. Now. Don't make me get up." He said sleepily.
"I wonder if we'll get a visit from the so called, 'Phantom of the Opera'", snickered Pierre and Daniel laughed with him.
Raoul sat up in bed, "Don't speak like that you two! If I ever hear you two speaking like that again then you'll be sleeping in the basement of the Opera House!"
"Calm down father! The 'Phantom' is all a big joke! There's no way he, or it is real!" Daniel protested.
"Go to bed boys. I don't want to hear you speak like that again. Do you understand?" Raoul said sternly.
Realizing their father wasn't playing around they quickly grumbled, "Yes father…" and laid down in their beds.
Christine sighed and making sure all the children were in bed, she slipped into bed with Raoul, who was already back asleep. But it took Christine hours to finally fall asleep.
But in the middle of the night Christine and Raoul were awoken by a sound and what they say horrified them. What they say was someone looming around their children's bed. The man looked up at them and they nearly fainted because the face staring back at them was none other than the face of the man who haunted them.
The Phantom of the Opera.
So this is my first Phantom of the Opera fanfic. Tell me if you like it or not and if I should continue it on or not. X3 Criticism is always apprieciated darlings. Also. I am sorta kinda a fan of ErikMeg. So I want to know if I should make it so that the Phantom is the one who has Meg. Should I or no?