Angel of Music
in sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
that voice which calls to me, and speaks my name
She hears the voice for the first time in her dressing room, after her first performance.
Brava, brava, bravissima
It's a soft, almost spooky man's voice, singing a few tones. She's confused at first, but when she doesn't hear anything else, she decides it must have been the wind, and she just forgets about it.
She just doesn't realize her window isn't opened.
The second time she hears it, is when she comes back from rehearsals. She enters her dressing room, taking off her dress and putting on a robe. When she turns to look in the mirror, one of her lights flickers out, and then there's that same voice again.
Stevie, Stevie, Stevie
She doesn't get scared all that fast, but this generally freaks her out.
"Hello? Is anybody else in here?"
But the voice doesn't make a sound, and she wonders if she's gone mad. But before she can ask again, she hears the voice.
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music
She runs out of her dressing room, slamming the door shut behind her, scared to death.
She gets a new dressing room the next day. Her parents forbid her to perform, but because of the fact that there's no understudy and the show must go on, she's forced to.
One of the ballet girls, Kacey, promises her that she will stay by her side for as long as possible, so that maybe this so called 'Angel of Music' will stay away.
But then, of course, the moment Kacey's onstage and she's in her dressing room waiting for her call, he's there.
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music
She runs to the door again, but she finds it locked. Whoever this Angel is, he's locked her up. She doesn't know what to do. Her call won't be in another twenty minutes and here she is, stuck in her dressing room with this spooky voice.
So instead of starting to cry (which she definitely feels like), she decides to be brave. So she starts to sing, very softly, to maybe get some respect from this Angel.
Angel, I hear you speak, I listen
Stay by my side, guide me
Angel, my soul is weak, forgive me
Enter at last, master...
She waits for the Angel to respond, but there's only a silence. She tries the door again, thinking maybe he is gone, but just when she sinks to the floor because it's still locked, she hears the voice again.
Flattering, child, you shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!
She really doesn't want to look, not prepared for what she will see. When she hears his voice again though, calling for her, she turns around. She sees her mirror wide open, like a door. In the doorway, there's a man in all black, who extends his hand.
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music
She's overwhelmed, so her thoughts aren't working. So she grabs the man's hand, and lets him pull her into the darkness.
When her vision becomes clear again, she's walking through a hallway, along with this mysterious Angel. He leads her, she doesn't know where they're going. She can only study this figure. He's handsome, she can see, very handsome. When he looks at her, she spots his eyes, which look amazing in combination with the dim candle light in the hallway. He leads her to a room, which is also lit with candles. It's not a very big room, but there is a piano.
He sets her down on a couch, without saying a word. He then walks over to the piano, plays a few notes, and then starts to sing.
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear if, feel it, secretly posess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
She's confused, but she feels kind of hypnotised by the smooth sound of his voice. So she lets him finish his song.
Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thougts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me
She lets his words sink in. She looks up to him, question in her eyes. Why did he bring her here? And why her and not somebody else? She doesn't need to ask the question, for he starts to give answers right away.
"My name's Zander. Also known to the world as the ghost of the Royal Theatre. But then an Angel in human-form, I guess."
She's definitely confused. "So... wait. You're the ghost of the Royal Theatre? I thought that was a mythe. You actually live here?"
"I've been abandoned, Stevie. And I heard you sing on your opening night, and you were fantastic. I need someone like you to be there for me. To help me. And I can help you with your voice."
She's speechless. "But- How did you? I mean- How can you make your voice come out of nowhere? Like, how you did in my dressing room?"
He just smiles and walks towards her, ignoring her questions. "So what do you say? I help you and you help me?"
She doesn't know what to say. Who is this man, this man who asks her to support him? Who is that face in the shadows?
But she decides to shake his extended hand. Stevie Baskara was always known to be a risk-taker.
I just wanted to make a multi-chaptered story once. As you might've already guessed, this story is inspired by the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical: The Phantom of the Opera. In this story, Stevie plays the lead in a musical at the Royal Theatre (which is fictional in this story, although it probably exists somewhere). Zander is the theatre 'Ghost', so it is thought (he makes strange things happen which is why everyone thinks he's ghost).
You could say the roles (up until now) are like this: Stevie = Christine, Zander = the Phantom, and Kacey = Meg.
The songs used in this chapter are: Phantom of the Opera (lyrics at the very beginning), Angel of Music, The Mirror - Angel of Music (Reprise), and Music of the Night.
Please tell me what you thought of this chapter, should I continue this? Reviews are always welcome. Thanks so much for reading! xx