A/Nhi this is a fic I thought of on the spur of the moment so I decided to go ahead and wright it.
I don't own Phantom of the Opera or any of its music. This is my first Phantom fic. Enjoy
You have brought me to that moment
where words run dry, to that moment
where speech disappears into silence,
silence . . .
Dear god what have I gotten my self into?
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 . . .
Tonight was the night. As Christine Daae walked slowly up the stairs singing she thought silently to herself.
Past the point of no return
no going back now:
our passion-play has now, at last,
begun . . .
I must stick to the plan. He has murdered people. He must be stopped. But...he is my angel of music. How can I betray the one person who showed me the power of music? The same angel who took care of me after my father's death. How can I possibly live with myself after such betrayal?
Past all thought of right or wrong
one final question:
how long should we two wait, before
we're one . . .?
When will the blood begin to race
the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume
us . . .?
I...I can't condemn him to death.
She hears the phantom's voice join hers as they complete they final part of their song together.
Past the point of no return
the final threshold, the bridge
is crossed, so stand and watch it burn . . .
I can't do it.
She could see over the phantom's shoulder. A man with his gun... pointed straight for the phantom.
I can't be the cause of his death.
We've passed the point of no return . . .
Come on Christine think! There must be a way to stop them.
At that moment an idea struck her. She would remove his mask in order to save him. The phantom had started to sing. The song that came from his lips was not that of the opera that they had so recently finished.
Say you'll share with me one
love, one lifetime . . .
Lead me, save me from my solitude . . .
Say you want me with you,
here beside you . . .
I have to do it quick. Eric please forgive me!
Anywhere you go let me go too,
Christine that's all I ask of -
Christine suddenly takes of the phantom's mask. Gasps and cries erupt from the crowd. The phantom is mortified. How could his Christine, his angel, betray him so? He had no other choice in his mind. He kicked a secret lever with his foot and once again Christine and Eric, the Phantom of the Opera plunged into the dark depths of the opera house.
A/N this is where I will change it to what I think should have happened. I will be using most of the music lyrics still. Hope you enjoy.
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