Continuing On With Our Lives

-Flashback-

The mob including Natalie, appears above, climbing down the portcullis. As the mob enters the lair, the Phantom wraps his cloak around himself and disappears.

Natalie crosses to the throne and picks up his mask in her small hand. She examined the inside of it. Inside a small name was scribbled.

'Akefia...'

Natalie held the mask close to her and looked towards the throne.

"He's gone... The Phantom of the Opera.." She sang quietly in a slightly eerie way, her voice echoing.

"Farewell... Akefia..." She whispered.

Then she turned and left, keeping the mask with her, holding it to her heart.

-End Flashback-

Natalie sighed to herself as she sat in her house alone.

It had been several years since the incident with the Phantom.

No one had seen him since.

What had become of him?

Of course after the incident, the Opera house was shut down.

And unfortunately for Natalie, her mother had been murdered only a week after the disaster.

Courtney and Bakura were married; of course. Now they had moved to America, as if to get away.

But Natalie couldn't leave the past behind.

She had so many questions, unlike her friends who just wanted to forget.

Natalie stood up, her dress ruffling slightly.

I need to go back, she thought.

Clanking noises sounded as the blonde girl ran to her room and looked in her wardrobe for what she needed.

Akefia's mask.

Natalie gazed at it for a moment. She could never get over how nice the mask was, being that it was homemade, according to her mother.

Pale fingers traced the name carved inside.

Pity... Such talent... The world is cruel.. She thought, sighing.

Then she slipped the mask into her corset, ensuring it's safety.

I will find him... And ask him why... why he wanted Courtney so badly.

Then she left her house.

The once lively streets around the Opera House were now desolate as Natalie walked down them.

Everyone must have left after...

Natalie sighed.

It used to be so lively. Full of people, brighter, cheerier. There used to be salesmen on the streets, the rich riding around in their fancy coaches, just waiting to see the next Opera.

But not anymore.

The streets felt as cold and distant as a graveyard. Nothing like in her childhood years.

Natalie cautiously walked up to the doors of the Opera house, that were closed.

She opened them easily.

Dust flew out of the door.

Natalie coughed, but went inside.

Natalie frowned when she saw the inside.

It was still burnt up..

I suppose no one had the guts to fix the place after the Phantom.. I suppose they think it's haunted.

Natalie walked through the abandoned building, curling her shawl around her. It was freezing.

"Cold?" A voice asked her.

Natalie squeaked in surprise.

"Who's there?" She called out.

"Uhmm... someone." He said.

Natalie gulped. "Well sir, can you help me? I'm looking for the Phantom of the Opera."

Akefia looked over from the edge of the high pillar when he heard the door open.

He blinked.

Don't I know her?

The blonde hair... the icy blue eyes... Yes I know them.. Her friend.

He watched her for a while, until he saw her shivering.

"Cold?" He asked aloud.

He heard her squeak out of pure surprise.

"Who's there?"

"Ummm... someone.." Akefia said nervously.

Silence. "Well... sir can you help me? I'm.. I'm looking for the Phantom of the Opera."

Akefia's heart stopped for a moment.

Why is she looking for me?

"If.. you're looking for the Phantom of the Opera; then you're in luck." Akefia said.

"Really? So you can help me?" She asked hopefully.

"Sure."

Here is the sequel guys! I just wanted to write more :3

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