Hello my fellow readers!
So lately I've been into Phantom of the Opera. I hope you guys enjoy this story!
Laurel would be portrayed by none other than Emilia Clarke. ^^
I only own my OC's.
All Phantom of the Opera characters belong to Gaston Leroux, the musical belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber!
And now on with the show or well story XD

Laurel's POV

Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye,
Remember me once in awhile please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment spare a thought of me

"Thank you Ms. White" my drama instructor Mr. Knight said as I finished my audition for Phantom of the Opera play our local college was doing. I made a quick bow before I headed off the stage. Before I go any further my name is Laurel White and as you just noticed I am trying to get the part of Christine Daae. I am twenty-nine years old majoring in Theater and Fine Arts. Ever since I was little I loved to show off pretending to be some princess or what not and acting in front of my parents and the rest of my family. At a young age my parents discovered I had two hidden talents which was singing and the other was playing the violin and piano.

Once those talents were learned I was put through many lessons and all of it paid off despite the blood, sweat, and tears. I was about to graduate from college getting my Bachelor's degree in the Theater and Fine Arts field. In order to get a guaranteed high scores on my final, it was recommended that the seniors at least try and audition for the annual spring play. Last year it had been Les Miserables and I was a member of the chorus which didn't bother me. In my mind my voice was okay, I mean sure I could sing, but not like Emmy Rossum did in the 2004 film adaption of the Phantom of the Opera. The mere thought of that movie got me to blush. I always had the hots for the Phantom or Erik. Gerard Butler did a fantastic job playing him and I occasionally watched it despite it being my second favorite musical, The Lion King being number one. When I left elementary school I began to start playing the violin and piano, my father was actually a pianist while my mother had played the violin. I might as well confess I'm not human now that I brought up my parents.

You see I am half vampire and half human. My mother was a vampire while my father was a werewolf. My mother met my father her true mate at a young age, and her family didn't approve. They were called purists who wanted her to marry another vampire to preserve her race, despite her true mate being a werewolf, a vampire's sworn enemy.

It wasn't that long during after their courtship began when my mother learned she was pregnant. In order to protect myself and my father, she cut all ties from her family and ran away with my father. His family was way different from my maternal side of the family; they believed that werewolves, vampires, humans, and other species unknown to man to live in peace so they welcomed my mother with open arms. I was born nine months later and my mother hasn't seen or heard from her family since then which I thought was good riddance. My pack lived in a decent sized town in a northern part of Virginia, close to Charlottesville. The reason for this was that the pack needed the forest to roam around, not only to hunt, but to embrace their inner wolves. Our neighborhood looked like any human suburb, only the houses had a good few acres, while I lived in the main mansion which was only for the members of the alpha pair being my paternal grandparents. I was a mixture of both my parents and a little of my paternal grandmother. My hair was exactly like Christine's brown and curly which was a pain in the ass, I mean come on my hair is so stubborn when I have to brush it. The only difference was there were black edges at the ends; I guess I was born with that attribute. I have my mother's fierce indigo colored eyes, when my vampire side was angry they would glow red, when my inner wolf wakes up, they glow gold. My parents were my world and I loved them with all my heart. My mother was a strings teacher at the nearby schools from elementary through middle; my father played the piano at the local restaurants and would travel a lot sometimes. Today I wore a black t-shirt that read "Mother of Dragons" written in red, I had on blue jeans and black boots. Hell I like wearing boots in the spring so sue me!

My hair was in a braid and I wore the sigil for House Targaryen on black threaded cord around my neck the sigil was in gold, which proved I was a fan of Game of Thrones. I went by the drama room to get my things before I returned to the auditorium to watch the rest of the auditions. My chances of getting the role of Christine were slim, hell it surprised me when I got the role of Belle in the Beauty and the Beast during my freshmen year of college. I smirked as one of my two best friends came upon the stage, his name was Michael and he wanted the role of the Phantom. He was a fellow werewolf like I was and he was handsome. His hair was shoulder length the color of black and his eyes were blue-grey, he wore a black t-shirt with the simple jeans and tennis shoes.

He began to sing "Music of the Night" which was a hard song to sing. But the way Michael sang it was bloody fantastic, when he finished I whistled and clapped. Mike saw me and he shot me a wink and I did the same as he hurried off stage, a second later my other best friend Alyssa also a werewolf, came upon the stage. Alyssa had the biggest crush on Michael and the big dope was too chicken to admit he liked her as well. Alyssa had blonde hair and hazel eyes; she would be perfect for Meg, which was the part she wanted. She too did a good job singing her audition and I only clapped this time so I wouldn't get into trouble for whistling out loud again.

My two friends joined me so to watch the rest of the auditions. After the last audition Mr. Knight stood up and announced by the end of the weekend the cast would be up, this was my second audition, and I was surprised I even passed the first round. Alyssa was the first to stand up she wore a short sleeved red shirt, with jeans and red sandals. Both Mike and I followed after her glad that the second round of auditions were over.

"You did well Khaleesi, no doubt you'll get Christine" Mike said throwing an arm around my shoulder.

"Only time shall tell pack mate" I replied to my friend as we approached his silver jeep. Today it was his turn to take us to school and back.

"You shouldn't doubt your talents Laurel, even your ice magic is awesome"

I almost forgot about my last and final gift. I had the power to control ice like Elsa from Frozen and it was a gift I treasured.

"Thanks you guys" I told them as we came to the jeep. I chose to sit in the back seat so Alyssa could be with her crush, heh, heh, heh.

Mike got into the driver's seat and turned the jeep on before pulling out of the school parking lot.

"I wouldn't mind getting the part of the Phantom or Raoul to be honest"

"You would get all the fan girls as the Phantom" Alyssa said with a hard blush.

"Very true" Mike said and I rolled my eyes at his comment. I pulled out my I-Phone 6 and it was fully charged, the charger was in my purse, along with the other usual things, we females carry around. I chose to play the "Phantom of the Opera" song from the actual movie soundtrack.

"I hear you playing that song Khaleesi!" Alyssa shouted.

"It's because she wants to hear Gerard Butler singing" Mike added. I slapped Michael's shoulder gently and he laughed. I tuned out Alyssa and Mike's new conversation about cramming down for finals as I listened to my soundtrack. We finally left the outskirts of town and entered our domain belonging to the pack. Immediately I knew something was wrong when we entered. Mike's parents made him stop the car.

"What the hell is going on?" Michael asked his father.

"The pack was attacked, vampires, and now are at the mansion"

"Mo*********r!" I swore and I opened the jeep and high tailed it out of there. I ignored the protests of my fellow pack mates as I ran like hell to my home. It didn't take long for me to arrive because my mother was in tears and she was holding my father. Her white dress was stained with his blood and I couldn't hear his heartbeat as I hurried over and bent down beside him, he was dead.

"No, No, No!" I screamed before I broke into tears and I put my face against my father's chest sobbing not caring if blood got on me. I felt my mother touch my hair and I let her.

"So the half-breed joins her mother" came a cruel male voice. I looked up and saw a man I immediately recognized as a vampire. His hair was silver with a bit of red in it; he wore a dark blue business suit which was torn in several places and had blood on it. His eyes glowed red and blood stained his lips.

"You will not talk to my daughter like that!" Mom snapped standing to her feet, her fangs out and her eyes now glowed red in both anger and grief.

"Be silent you traitor" the man hissed at Mom.

"You shut the hell up, you murderer!" I snarled as I stood to my feet as well. My fangs were now out and I felt fury in my eyes.

Two more male vampires most likely who worked for this jerk threw two more bodies onto the ground and I screamed. It was my grandmother and grandfather. I snarled and I summoned my ice magic. Two blue ice stakes formed in both of my hands and I ran towards the two male vampires who tossed my grandparents to the ground like trash. If a stake was pushed into a vampire's heart it would kill them instantly, which was the case as I shoved both of my ice stakes into their undead hearts. The two of them turned into dust and I tossed the stakes aside as I turned to the man who was smirking. I then closed my eyes and felt the shift of my inner wolf coming out.

My body smoked silver and white, and a second later I was snarling and bending down ready to attack. My wolf form was pure silver except for the white patch around my right eye. My wolf form was big, the size of a small pony, but still powerful, none of the less.

"Laurel, don't!" Mom screamed as I leapt into the air. The male vampire caught me and the two of us went to the ground. My fangs sank into his throat and his nasty blood entered my mouth, I felt him dying, but not before he could impale me with something. I looked down and saw a knife buried beneath my left breast, thankfully not near my heart. He pulled it out before he died underneath my claws and as he did I felt myself give away into darkness, the screams of my mother was the last thing I would hear.

Erik's POV

France/Opera House

Today had been a boring day in my life as the Opera Ghost. La Carlotta was annoying me and I decided to get rid of my anger by playing my organ in my underground home. I was still playing when I suddenly felt something was off, way off. I decided to go and investigate what was causing my distraction since I wasn't one to like said things. I stood and quickly went to my gondola and got into it. I used the black pole with the silver end to row through the open gate of my home and I was shortly rowing towards the stairs. The ride didn't take long and I didn't hesitate a moment as I got out of the boat and hurried up a secret passageway that led to the roof. I was the master of this Opera House and knew all of its hidden passageways, hiding spots, and many other secrets.

As I got closer to the roof I smelled blood and by the smell it was a lot. For a second I was worried my promising student, Christine Daae might have been hurt. This made me glide up the stairs at a faster pace, and I quickly open the trap door that was joined into a wall and came upon the moonless night sky. My eyes widened when I saw a figure on the snow covered roof and I knew it was a woman. I carefully strode over to her and saw that she was soaked in blood. A nasty stab wound was visible underneath her left breast and it was still bleeding. Not caring if I got blood onto myself I put both of my hands on top of the wound so pressure would stop the bleeding. I held onto the wound with both my hands until I felt the wound stop bleeding finally. It was then I removed a bloody glove and felt her neck for a pulse and was relieved to see she was alive, but barely.

"Hang on little bird" I said to her as took off my cape and wrapped it around her body. I then picked her up into my arms and began to head back to the trap door.

"You're safe now" I whispered to her.

T.T
Such a sad way to start the story, and Eriks saves Laurel.
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