Author's note: ok I had some issues comming up with this story but there you go so please enjoy! And please dont judge by the prolouge i please at least try the first chapter befroe you blow it off thanks. . . . . :) Luvs!
Disclaimer: I do not own POTO that be Andrew Lloyd Webber
Prologue
"I'm tired of waiting; I want her now, while she's perfect."
"Christine is my daughter and until I lie cold in my grave, you will not have her!"
"That," the angel whispered, "could be arranged." The angel stepped forward into the light drawing a wire from his pocket.
"Erik, please, doesn't do this! We had a deal!"
"And soon," the angel said straightening his weapon, "You shall complete your end of it."