Hello everyone! This is BroadwayStorm! First story on this account since I have no idea/ don't remember my old accounts at all, it has been way too many years. This will be a Phantom of the Opera Story and this is just a brief introduction. Please rate/comment or send a message after you have completed reading.

Very respectfully yours,

BroadwayStar

Disclaimer: I do not own anything belonging to Andrew Lloyd Webber or Gaston Leroux, this is a non-profitable cause. I am merely borrowing the characters and music as part of fanfiction, a creative writing monologue. Also, and places being used are just references and are not tied to me in any shape or form.

Summary: Many years, far in the future of the world, a girl comes across book, one that she falls endlessly in love with. As she grows up reading the book and learning the play and finally watching the movies, she wishes for nothing more than to save the phantom from himself. One small wish on a candle grants her passage to that world, yet falling directly into the heartbroken Erik's lair does not baud well for her. Can she become his saving grace? Or will they fall into the abyss together.

Prologue: What Happens Now?

Spring, a time to celebrate, school was almost over for Sapphire. Her excitement knew no bounds, the heat of the Floridian weather not bothering her today, as she made her way back to the house she knew for the better part of a year. How could she have known she would begin to like this town? She still wished for New York. Her only home, the only one she would care to know. Shaking her head of memories, she came to a stop around the park, only to find that, the bullies from class were there. Her outfit of all black made her a target but she didn't care considering it was the only color that made her feel comfortable. The three girls who stood in front of her path were dressed in the newest fashion from Abercrombie and Hollister. She snarled at the girls in front of her, annoyed they were in her way once again. She didn't want to hurt them so she wound up letting them do whatever they wanted, but she was tired of that today.

"What do you want?"

She snarled and hissed at them, venom dripping through her words and fire in her eyes.

"Oh nothing, devil's child, just waiting for people to meet up with, not that that's any of your concern."

The three girls' eyes gleamed of mischief and pain promised to her if she did not find another way.

"Can you get any more original with your name calling; you're not five years old anymore… Oh wait, you are."

She was egging them on, but she couldn't help herself. The three girls approached her. Fists clenched in anger. This was one fight she was not going to back out of. Sliding her foot back, she took a defensive stance so that she could prepare for the fight that was sure to come. The first girl approached her, long blond hair and dark brown eyes, threw the first punch but Sapphire side stepped her right into the second girls kick, which solidly landed in her stomach. Grabbing her foot, she turned the knee down and elbowed the leg causing the second girl to fall. The distraction was enough for both the first and the third girl to hold her while beating her bloody. She kicked and bite at them, growling the entire time never releasing a scream. The second girl got back up limping and grabbed Sapphires' dark black hair that almost had a blueish hue. After a good ten minutes they finished, beating her senseless, leaving her on the side of the road, the sun slowly setting in the distance.

"What the hell is wrong with people?"

She coughed and muttered out of her mouth. Flipping over onto her stomach, she sighed and closed her eyes.

"Why me…"

Sapphire laid there for a while and then slowly got to her feet spitting out the blood that had accumulated in her mouth. Looking at her surroundings she made sure that she was alone, she didn't want to be jumped again. As her eyes glance right a small red object caught her attention. She slowly walked over to it. A small book with faded gold lettering on the side sat abandoned on the side of the road.

"What on earth are you doing out here, no one should carelessly through books around! What if it had rained? It is Florida after all, damn, stupid, idiotic people."

She slowly picked up the book to her chest and hugged it.

"Now let's see what book you are…"

She opened the book to reveal its title.

"Phantom of the Opera? Gaston Leroux?"

She had never heard of the book before and even though she was still bleeding in places she headed back towards the one place she had called "home". Her nose stuck inside that book hanging on its every word.