Hey-O! Hey, everyone! It's been a while. Lately, I've been on this Phantom kick and decided, why not write a sequel to Erik's Second Chance? Hope you all enjoy!

The opera house had been abandoned for years. No one dared to step foot inside after everything that had happened to the former diva, Christine Daae. The legend of a so-called phantom had been passed around through Paris. Rumors spoke of a shadow that continued to roam the Paris opera house, haunting it... a reminder of the events that took place 10 years ago. What no one knew... life continued beneath the opera house.

An operatic voice could be heard singing within the dark tunnels. Beneath the opera house, in the maze of tunnels was the home of the one and only phantom himself, Erik. At the moment, he watched the young woman in front of him sing, showing him her talent. For the past 10 years, Erik had taken a wife, finally letting go of his one-sided love for Christine. Together, he and Annette started their own family... their eldest daughter, Claudia and their two boys, Darcy and Bastien.

"No!" Erik said stopping her. "Claudia, passion! The perfect singer uses passion in her performance. Passion and desire. Your heart and your voice must be one. Now, try it again."

"Erik, don't you think it's time we gave her a break?"

The disfigured man turned his attention to the curtain, separating the main room from the bedroom. There stood an equally deformed woman, Annette. She smiled at their adopted daughter who smiled back, thankful she had spoken up. Erik had been teaching Claudia, training her to be an opera singer. She had shown an interest in the music as a child. Now, a young woman of 17, she was going to try her hand at the opera herself.

"Claudia must be perfect", Erik explained. "The opera will not accept any amateur. I don't want our daughter to fail. This is something she has been working to achieve for a long time."

"We won't know for sure until we get to London", Annette said.

After everything Erik had done to the opera house, all of the people he had killed, the shows he had ruined, he felt he needed a fresh start. Where better to begin than in London? This would be a better opportunity for Claudia to start her career in opera. Erik had failed with Christine. This time, he wanted to ensure that his own daughter would be the next big star.

"Papa, I'm ready", Claudia said as she looked at Erik. "I know I can do this. You taught me everything."

Erik looked at his wife and daughter and sighed as he ran his hand over his visibly scarred mouth, trying to come to terms with this decision. Moving to London was going to be a big deal. He and Annette had to uproot their three children and move them to another country.

"The boys know about the move, right?" Erik asked looking at Annette.

"They're scared", she nodded. "But, this is important to all of us. A chance to live above ground in a real house. None of us will ever have to hide again."

He said nothing as he looked down. Erik was still going to have to wear a mask. No matter where he went, nothing was going to change the fact that his face was hideous and people were always going to fear him. Everyone except for his family.