Disclaimer: I do not Own Any of the Characters in The Phantom of the Opera or 300. Sad Tear.

THIS IS OPERA!

Ch.1

From the moment the Child was born, he was tested. Chained, Caged, beaten, ridiculed.

The Torment made him strong, He learned never to trust, never to forgive, to show no

mercy, no fear. Around 10, he was taken from his cage, set free into the harshness of the

world. He would learn to steal, and if necessary to kill. Given up for dead, he returned to

his theater A Phantom.

It has been many Years since the Cage and the Freedom. There is a new threat to our

freedom, a threat not made of audiences and tomatoes, but of stage crew and performers.

A rival Opera House, and it was the Phantom himself who provoked it.

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In the distance a messenger rode, riding in from the horizon towards Opera Populaire.

Out of his cloak he pulled a skull. He held it in his hand "To Be or not To Be!" He cried.

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Clash! Hammer met wood. Nails were pounded deep into the center to the set. The Phantom Said to his son" A True Stage Hand Never retreats, never surrenders. You finish the set, always. " His wife approached him. He looked to her. "Remember todays lesson," he said to his son. "Always finish." Said the boy. "Always finish." Said the Phantom. "First you build with your mind." The boys mother reached out and helped the boy up.

"The you build with your heart." She said. The boy ran off. "What is it Christine?" The Phantom asked his wife. "A Theater Messenger awaits you." She replied.

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