Hello everyone and welcome to the Squeal of The Phantom Wasn't Alone ! Yeah that's right; IT'S TIME FOR A PAHNTOM OF THE OPERA FANFICTION! Sorry I'm so excited! Okay, clam down and lets your readers read! Okay! Enjoy!

Erik's Point of View

I looked out of the window, staring down at what I call the grand opening of Phantasma. The people of Manhattan are very well pleased with the extraordinary beings of the park. People like me everywhere, showing and expressing their marvelous talent to everyone they please, without the likings of being called freaks or any names that we have all experienced in our lives.

No one will ever call us those names of hell, but they will see us as amazing artists. Artist from all around the world; like me. Now that I look back on it, I use to have that…with….Sara. She was very kind to me, even after she saw my deformity. My daughter….Sara…I don't think that I was ever happy ever since she died. She was so young,=, talented, and the most generous girl I have ever known. But now, she's gone. Forever.

The sun shines upon the sea and the sound of knocking from my office door accrues. With little tone in my voice, I called to it.

"Open."

The door opened and in came Phillip, my assistant. He has grown into a trusted young man. When Sara died, we, including his brother Ramin, decided to head to America, knowing that I was still wanted in Paris. And so he helped me with constructing my dream of Phantasma. Though he was not the only one, the Giry's assisted me with the billings and the economic matters of the park.

"Good morning, sir." He said with a smile. He always tried to make me in a good mood everyday when he comes in to give me my mail. Attempting to try to get Sara out of my head, though he misses her more than I do as well; he never got the chance to marry her. "You received two letters."

"Just two?"

"Yes, sir."

Phillip placed the letters on my desk. I turned from the window and headed towards the desk, looking at the scribbled words on the paper envelops.

"Are they from who I think they are?' I asked raising an eyebrow on my visible side of my face.

"Yes the De CHangy's will be arriving shortly today. By the docks." He replied.

"And the Ravera's? Will they be coming as well?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Two sopranos will make a strong impact in this park. There will be millions coming to see them." I said as I opened the letters to read.

It was silent for a moment until Phillip took the hint that I was done with him. He left immediately for me to think. At least I will see my Christine again. My sweet Christine…

Sorry for the short chapter. I didn't know how else to start off this story. But I hope you like it! Please Read, review, and follow, favorite and be awesome!

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Oh I changed my username because I've been getting a lot of emails. From my friends who read my story and say that I should put Sara in my username because The Phantom Wasn't Alone was my very first successful PhanPhiction, so there like:

Friend: Omg you should be SaraThe5thSoprano

Me: Nah girl nah

Friend: DO IT!

Me: 0-0 okay

So yeah, that was the birth and creation of my new name. Okay Bye and have a nice day!