I know this is probably breaking sequel rules, but I'm starting off the beginning of the sequel from the alternative ending I DON'T CARE ABOUT RULES!
Erik lead me through dark I followed him blindly and faithfully. I was grasping his hand, he stopped.
"Why did you come back?" Erik's godlike voice found its way to me.
"If I tell you I'll reveal too much about your future." I replied, I knew he figured it out, I knew Erik enough, "I don't really care why tough as long as I have you by my side, I don't just promise me you won't leave." His voice found me again after a few moments of silence. I shuddered at the sound of it. Erik pulled me to the side and I felt the walls near me disappear, replaced by open air, but darkness still had me consumed, Erik's hand left mine, I squeaked in protest, his hands reappeared on my shoulders.
"I'm going to light some candles, sit down one of the things that I remember about you is that you rock un intentionally without support when you stand, I don't want you hurting yourself right as you return to me." I followed his request and sat on the ground, I heard a brief hissing as Erik lit a match, I watched the light obsessively, I was slightly pyro obsessed I had gain the obsession a few years back, when I was 17, I would carry around a lighter and just flick it open to watch the flame dance merrily, consuming the oxygen greedily.
Erik's face was slightly illuminated, I adjusted my gaze to Erik's face, the light danced across his face, scaring away any trace of darkness from him. I liked Erik when he wasn't wearing a mask or a wig, I knew what he looked like, I liked the deformity, it… identified him. That could be bad and good. I sighed, love and fate was a dangerous duo, fate destines people, but love drives people to test fate and change it. Erik went on lighting candles, he looked at me every now and then, the look was curious.
"You can walk around now, I think there's enough lighting." Erik called from the other side of the caverns, this place was grander than the other caverns. A huge main chamber, I saw a cavern that looked like it was used with a platform overlooking the body of water.
"Erik?" I called.
"Yes Amarillo?" He called from a lace unseen.
"Why is there so much water down here?" I asked.
"Antoinette told me she heard that there was a flood once, well that's what I hope it is, I swim in that water for crying out loud."
"Oh you don't have to remind me about that." I called back, remembering our last, painful encounter. I returned to soaking in my surroundings. There was an even grander organ behind me, the rooms were closed off by beautiful fabric, I went up the stairs that lead to the room I had saw earlier, I pulled aside the royal blue fabric to more darkness.
What in the world made you think that this room would be lit? I huffed, hearing Erik chuckle behind me on the platform, "Here, allow me." He walked by me and lit the room, it took my breath away, the bed was beautiful.
"Why was that other cavern your home when this place is better tenfold?" I asked breathlessly, saw Erik chuckle, "Now whoever said this was my lair?" He stepped behind me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck and rocking us.
"Well every time I came down here in the 21st century, you were in the one closer chamber"
"Well that one my sweet, was for what I'd call social reasons. You are the second living human soul to see these chambers." My hand snaked up and hooked around Erik's neck, I twisted my neck to kiss Erik, he met me half way. I never wanted that moment to end, I knew this time, we'd share several more kisses, and one to bind us to one another forever. I smiled while we kissed, it just made the sensation even better. Erik pulled back I looked at him, "What?" He asked.
"Nothing, I just like looking at you." I said smiling.
"Well that's a new one."
"So, who cares."
Several people Amarillo." The sadness in his voice was deep enough to drown in, my hand slid from his neck to touch his malformed cheek.
"I think you are handsome." I cooed the best I could. He smiled, when he smiled, he looked normal, but I don't like normal, normal is boring.
"I have a question, the first time me and you met, when we were the same age, I had a bag over my head, and in that tent, I was telling you to go, I know you would have lingered, but you left the moment I finished. Was it just coincidence-"
"I sensed what you were saying. It's like we had a connection."
"Have, Amarillo, have a connection." He whispered in my ear.
"I can live with such a thing."