Hi everyone,
This is my first Phantom of the Opera fan fiction and it is wonderful to be here. This was an idea I have had in my head for quite a while and it has taken me a while to try and get it right. I have not got the whole story planned on yet but a few chapters are lined up. I will take and criticism and pointers so please share if you have any.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera or the characters associated with it. This is purely fan based.
So without any further comments, here is the first chapter of Cure My Tragedy.
Point of No Return
"No thoughts within her head but thoughts of joy,
No dreams within her heart but dreams of love."
The last note was held a moment longer than needed as Christine stepped onto the stage, the nerves that engulfed her body ceased almost immediately. It was something her Angel of Music had taught her when she was younger. The same angel that now she was forced to set in a trap, though the last thing she wanted to do was harm her angel. 'Erik,' Christine thought, 'his name is Erik.' She heard some movement behind her and then a powerful voice erupted through the opera house which made the bones within her body chatter, something going off in her heart.
"You have come here
In pursuit of
Your deepest urge,
In pursuit of
That wish,
Which till now
Has been silent,
Silent…"
Christine found herself unable to think as the lyrics of his song were sung to her, her mouth falling open slightly in awe of her teacher there on stage with her. Her feelings for the mysterious Angel of Music had changed recently to the point where she was no longer sure what she felt for him but as her ears drowned in his powerful tune a powerful onslaught of love pounded in her chest. Christine watched as Erik circled her, slowly rising to her feet as if to meet him. This Angel was the rightful owner of her voice, soul and heart. She couldn't say she was in love with him, but she knew he deserved this chance from her. She could fall in love with him. That was certain.
"I have brought you,
That our passions
May fuse and merge –
In your mind
You've already
Succumbed to me
Dropped all defenses
Completely succumbed to me –
Now you are here with me:
You've decided,
Decided…"
'Yes!' Christine wanted to shout, 'I've decided! Erik it's you I want to be with, it's you I belong to!' Christine withheld her emotions that were flooding her mind, begging to be released. Half of her still couldn't believe that these feelings were identified so strongly and quickly. A new frenzy came over her and she realized exactly what she was feeling. Raoul was her childhood friend, but he was just that, a friend. He was Prince Charming, but he wasn't hers. She would tell Erik after the performance about her feelings. It would break Raoul's heart to do this to him but he also deserved more than what she could give him.
"Past the point
Of no return –
No backward glances:
Our games of make believe are at an end…
Past all thought
Of 'if' or 'when' –
No use resisting:
Abandon thought,
And let the dream
Descend…"
Erik sung the lyrics with as much feeling and emotion as he could bring, all the while studying Christine's face, seeking for the answer it seemed he could not find. 'I was wrong,' Erik thought grimly, trying not to release a sob. In that moment he knew he could not carry out his plan, an evil plan. '"You cannot win her love by making her your prisoner!"' Raoul's words rang through his head so loudly that he couldn't help but glance up at him in the box. He was right after all. Erik could not force this on Christine. She was a strong young woman who deserved more than to be punished for something she could not feel. He almost missed his next moment to sing, making sure to savor every moment he had to hold her in his arms.
"What raging fire
Shall flood the soul?
What rich desire
Unlocks its doors?
What sweet seduction
Lies before
Us…?"
Christine shuddered beneath his touch, a strange fire burning inside her as her eyes slipped closed so she could savor his body against hers. His hands slipped down her collarbone to grasp her hand sending shivers through her whole body. Christine gave a flustered smile, her eyes widening slightly. She soon would have to sing and at that moment she was unsure if she would be able to. Her voice felt caught in her throat and she looked at her teacher in a strange awe.
"Past the point
Of no return,
The final threshold –
What warm,
Unspoken secrets
Will we learn?
Beyond the point
Of no return…?"
Erik finished his solo of the duet and gazed at Christine, wondering if she would be able to continue after his sudden entrance on the stage. To his relief, Christine began to sing, her voice filling his heart more than the theater around them. He savored the moment of having her voice surround him, causing him to relax and become unaware to his surroundings. He no longer saw the audience, Raoul, the managers, or the armed police he knew were stationed there. He only saw Christine in all her beauty.
"You have brought me
To that moment
Where words run dry,
To that moment
Where speech
Disappears
Into silence,
Silence…"
Erik couldn't help but give a small nod; she was doing very well, her pitch perfect, voice clear. Not long after feeling the joy entered the heartbreak. This was the first and last public performance they would do together. He could not change the way she felt by force. For her to love him, he would first have to change himself.
"I have come here,
Hardly knowing
The reason why…
In my mind,
I've already
Imagined our
Bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent –
And now I am
Here with you:
No second thoughts,
I've decided,
Decided…"
Erik's heart broke a thousand times over as she sung to him words of love which he was sure she did not feel. He had known her for so long, supported her so much, yet he had been a lie. He broke her down, matured her and turned her into a Prima Donna, yet that's all he could be to her, a teacher…maybe an angel. But a lover, husband? Defiantly not. He would not force her to a life below ground where she could not see the sky, feel the sun on her face, or roam through out gardens full of flowers.
"Past the point
Of no return –
No going back now:
Our passion-play
Has now, at last,
Begun…
Past all thought
Of right or wrong –
One final question:
How long should we
Two wait, before
We're one…?"
Christine sung with all the passion she felt in her body, allowing her voice to carry it as she walked up the steps towards the bridge, her eyes on Erik. She could not help but love him. He supported her through out her whole life. And though a lot had been a lie, his intentions were good. He respected her, never forced her into anything she was not ready for and she loved him for that. Christine could not help but blush slightly at the lyrics at the song, part of her wishing she could really ask him.
"When will the blood
Begin to race
The sleeping bud
Burst into bloom?
When will the flames,
At last, consume
Us…?"
Erik's heart jumped at the words being sung to him, and for just a few moments he allowed himself to believe it was real. He watched her beautiful body move. Such a simple thing walking was, no one gave it a moments notice but to Erik, the beauty of Christine gave it a majestic look. Erik blinked out of his trance and got himself ready to sing the last part with her; his way of saying goodbye.
"Past the point
Of no return
The final threshold –
The bridge
Is crossed so stand and watch it burn…
We've past the point
Of no return…"
Erik held Christine in his arms, dreaming of what might have been if he'd played his own game better. The scene ended like that, Erik holding Christine as the curtain fell in. He pulled back from the warmth of holding her, allowing himself to look into her eyes. She looked so speechless, so beautiful, but Erik pulled his eyes off her, quickly moving to take hold of his cape, disappearing into his home of darkness, away before anyone could take him.
Christine wanted to follow. God she wanted to follow, but her legs seemed rooted to the spot, unable to make a single movement, tears coming to her eyes.
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So there is chapter one, everyone. I do hope you have enjoyed it and would like to see the next chapter. If you would please take some time and review I would be very thankful.
Meg
