Chapter One: Alone
The once strong, powerful, Phantom of the Opera lay in the secret corridor, sobbing. She was gone. "Christine.", He choked. But what could he expect of her? Harming her, threatening her-and her fiancé? She had found a way past the point of no return. He was not an angel, nor a phantom, nor a man… just a monster; a pitiful creature of darkness. That is what she had called him.
The strange angel looked back on his experiences with her. Pure bliss, pure love, pure music. Yet she was gone, retreating to the one thing that had never harmed her, the Viscount. I've lost her; he thought to himself, nothing can bring her back now.
Regaining his dignity the best he could, he stood, disappearing into the infinite darkness. That was what he was reduced to, a mourning shadow of the opera house
