This is my first POTO story. It takes place 5 years after the end of the movie. I really hope I keep the characters in character.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except the ones that I created, such as Beatrix, Fay, Armelle, Madame Dollet, and any new ones that may
The mob ran towards the Phantom's lair. Their torches and screams beginning to fade from my sight as I ran to get to him before them. Weaving in and out of the labryth, I felt my legs begin to burn from straining to reach him. My hurried footsteps caused me to slip and fall into the water. It's freezing embrace sucked me under in the abyss as I struggled to get to the surface. Bubbles floated to the top as I pushed myself away from the bottom and towards the ledge above. When I finally made it, I gasped for breath and pulled myself up before running off again.
I finally found the Phantom's lair but something was wrong. Everything was broken and he wasn't present. Every mirror was shattered into a million glistening pieces. Footsteps interupted my thoughts as I saw Meg walk through his lair. She noticed the same thing I did, everything was in shambles. Meg Giry bent down and picked up a white porcelin mask, the Phantom's mask. Clutching it tight to her chest, she ran away from the lair. Once I was sure she was gone, I let my hiding spot and saw that one broken mirror led to a hidden passageway.
As I walked through it, the sounds of despair met my ears. The heart wretching sobs made me cry as I walked nearer to the voice. When I rounded a corner, I saw the Phantom laying upon the ground. His white ruffle shirt held dirt stains from the floor and he was holding the right side of his face. "Oh Phantom" I said softly as I approached him and gently kneeled down to him. Placing my hand gently on his shoulder, I stayed there listening to his sobs. "I-I couldn't let her stay...she didn't deserve to stay in a dungeon" he sobbed as I rubbed his back. "Phantom...you gave her the choice" I said.
"She wouldn't have chosen me! You know that!" he snarled, getting up and glaring towards me. The none deformed half of his face was twisted into a menacing glare as he stalked towards me with his hands clutched around his Punjab lasso. His hazel eyes burned with fierce hatred and rage as I was shocked by his sudden change in temper. The lasso was pulled tight around my neck and his eyes burned fiercly into mine. "I loved you! But you chose that, that...fop, over me! Even after I made your voice that of an angel! No more Christine, you will rue the day you did not do all that the Phantom asked of you!" he snarled as I struggled to hold onto life. 'he thinks I'm Christine' I thought as life began to fade and all I saw was darkness.
"Beatrix"
"Beatrix"
"BEATRIX!" snapped Madame Dollet's voice, effectively causing me to fall out of my dream. "You will be late if you do not get ready Madamoiselle" said Madame Dollet as I rushed to get ready. My auburn hair flew behind me in straight strands as I pulled my costume on and tied the ribbons of my ballet shoes . Madame Dollet gave me a glance over before ushering me out to the stage. "Madamoiselle, you can not be late to rehersals. You know that" Dollet said sternly.
I sighed and turned my emerald eyes to Madame Dollet, the head ballet mistriss. "Je suis désolé Madame" I said as I got into line with the other girls. Snickers were heard behind me and I noticed her friend Fay flash me a sympathetic smile. It had been 5 years since the infamous Opera Populaire disaster. The opera house was rebuilt to look like it used to, including a new chandelier. I danced with the other girls as the managers, Monsieur Firmin and Monsieur Andre watched. Even though they had suffered the phantoms wrath 5 years ago, they still chose to stay in their positions at the Opera Populaire.
My eyes strayed around the opera house as I danced. A brief flash of shadow in the well lit room made me form questions in my head and I stumbled into the new Soprano, La Armelle. Armelle sneered and pushed me off of her. "Watch where you are going you little rodent!" snapped Armelle. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to" I said as Fay rushed over to me.
"Whatever. you just need to stay out of my way" she said before flipping her hair over her shoulder before walking away in a huff. Fay began to giggle and smiled at me. "She's got to learn to calm down, otherwise she'll be a lonely witch" said Fay. I looked shocked at Fay's outspoken words. "Fay!" I cried at the smaller girl before me . Fay looked very much like her name. She had a pixie shaped face with glistening oceanic pools for eyes. Her blonde hair was shoulder length and went from straight to curly at the bottom. At 5'0" and 17, she was shorter than her companions, but was as lithe as a fairy. Fay smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "What?" asked Fay with a teasing smile.
I smiled back at my friend and noticed that rehersals had stopped. "What is going on?" I asked Madame Dollet. "Armelle stormed off in a huff, threatening to never return. Monsieurs Firmin and Andre are off groveling as we speak" said Madame Dollet with a sigh. "So that means rehersals are over?" asked Fay. Madame Dollet nodded and Fay smirked before grabbing my arm. "Let's go change!" she said as she pulled me with her back to the dorms. "I can't believe we have off!" giggled Fay as I smiled and tried to keep up with my smaller friend.
"I know! We hardly ever do. I guess we should thank Armelle for her hissy fit" I said before giggling with my friend. "Beatrix, do you think you can play me that song your father taught you? What was it again? Eternity of something?" Fay asked, more like practically begged. I smiled and brushed my hair before placing my beloved red ribbon in her hair. "It's Eternity: Memory of light and waves, and yes I will play it for you" I said as I watched Fay's face light up.
"Thank you! I came up with a dance for it!" cried Fay as we walked back towards the theater. By now, everyone had left to do their own things and that left Fay, along with Beatrix, alone. As I walked, my red, long sleeved dress grazed the ground with my steps before I sat down at the piano and placed my slender hands upon the ivory keys. As the meloncholy yet hopeful notes began to ring out, Fay began to dance.
I glanced at her and smiled as my friend became lost in the music my father had written. A shadow up above sat and listened to the music. I continued to play as an image began to form in my mind. A man with a white half mask over his right side of his face appeared. His eyes told a story of a lifetime of despair, heartbreak, and loneliness. Tears appeared in my eyes as I blinked to try to keep them from falling 'who is this man?' I thought as the song ended and Fay was grinning from ear to ear.
"You could be a great musician one day!" she said, rushing over to Beatrix. "I'm not to sure about that" Beatrix said, smiling and ruffled Fay's hair. Fay playfully narrowed her eyes at me and tried to chase her, but I dodged and laughed. "I wonder how late it is" I stated. Fay shrugged as we began to head back, running into Madame Dollet. "Vous y êtes I was looking all over for the two of you!" she said exasperatedly. "I'm sorry Madame" said Fay. "It's alright but come. It's time for dinner" said Madame Dollet as she led the us to the dinning hall where the other girls had gathered. The feeling of eyes watching me.
Unease crept up my spine and began to give me a tickling sensation. I tried to shake it off of me and grabbed some food. Dinner went by relatively slowly and as we tiredly headed off to bed, the feeling of a fiery gaze that bore into my back returned. The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I changed into my night clothes and lied down. It was when I fell into my dreams did the feeling wash away.
Vous y êtes= There you are!
Je suis désolé= I'm sorry
Thank you for reading! Please review! No flames, please