Hey guys! Any way I am in a bad mood right now you see I got in an argument with a good friend of mine today and she slapped me! I wasn't even doing anything wrong! That put me in a bad mood. Also I am being picked on by some boys at school and I am also angry because at this moment my internet is down and I am just entirely pissed off. Anyway, I think that is enough rambling for today.
Oh yea, let me warn you that I am a little busy right now with some big end of the year tests. Also I have a church choir performance of Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat. Finally I am getting ready for a recital where I have to sing a solo song in front of people I have never seen before and I am so totally stressed out so there may be little time for me to update even though I am putting this story as a priority. So please bear with me for the time being.
Alright then on with the sto-
Oh yea, I do not own Phantom of the Opera or anything else you recognize.
Now then, ON WITH THE STORY!
-Dreams-
Christine-
Christine lay awake on her bed while sleep eluded her. Whenever she closed her eyes she was plagued by a shape of a noose. Finally she drifted into the world of dreams.
Dream
Christine looked around her as the opening notes of Remember Me began to play. It was then that she realized that she was in the opera, Hannibal, and there was an audience waiting for her to sing. As she began, familiar voice joined hers. She looked around for the singer. Only then did she see beyond the lights that there was not an audience, but a horde of police men armed with guns. In front of them was Raoul holding a pistol. Then she recognized the voice with her as the Phantom's. Still singing she turned around to see that he stood behind her, gazing lovingly into her eyes. Dimly she heard Raoul yelling for the men to fire. She felt as the bullets ripped through her flesh and watched her angel fall to the floor dead. Raoul laughed behind her.
End Dream
Christine woke in a cold sweat to see Madame Giry open the door. If the Madame noticed Christine's shaken appearance she did not comment. Just helped her up out of bed and get ready for the Opera. "Madame?" "Hmm" "How do I choose?" Madame smiled at the young woman, "That's between you and your heart my dear. Now let us get you ready for tonight."
Erik-
Erik smoothed his wig and pulled on the black mask for that evening. Then pausing by the mirror sighed, "How can she ever love a beast like me?" He did not notice the tear that slipped down his cheek as he swept from his lair.
Raoul-
Raoul smiled at his reflection in the mirror, "After tonight Christine and my father's money will be mine." He grinned, "And that meddlesome phantom will be no more." A knock on the door distracted him from his musings. "Who is it?" "Uhhh, Lieutenant Nickerson, Sir," "What do you want?" "Well sir, we are in position Sir." "Good, you are dismissed." The young man scurried away. Raoul grabbed his pistol, after tonight all would be his.
Yeah well this is my first Phantom of the Opera story and I love the Eric/Christine pairing.
Anyway you may have noticed that I do not like Raoul very much so I am sorry if you are a fan of him.
I hope you liked it and I pray you review me. It doesn't take that long you know. So then please just press that little purple button.
Anyway, see ya soon,
Blood of the Wolf
