Chapter 1: One thing I may not know
Erik raised the candlestick holder to the last mirror. The pieces fell to the floor as he struck the mirror. It revealed a deep dark tunnel behind it. He looked back to wear Christine had gone to, hearing the mob coming. He dropped the candlestick holder and it fell to the ground with a clank. He felt his heart brake into pieces.
"My love for you will never die Christine." His voice whispered into the darkness as he went into the tunnel. The curtain then fell over the opening. That is when the mob came trudging into the murky water, holding torches. They looked around the lair going up the stairs. Meg then went to a table were a half white mask lied. She looked at it with confusion. "This is what Christine was talking about when she claimed there was an Angel of Music." She picked the mask up then and left with the mob as they started trudging back through the water.
Christine stood in the boat next to Raoul, her arm around his waist. The image of the kiss her and Erik shared played over and over again through her head. No not just that one kiss, the two kisses she shared. She didn't get it, she kissed Erik to save Raoul but was that the true reason why she did it? No, She finally admitted to herself. No it was not the reason for those kisses. I didn't want to leave him, is that what it was? Or was it something else. She shook her head and it finally hit her. Maybe it went unnoticed for a while, but after that kiss I realized that I didn't want to live without him. She then turned hearing the mob and a sudden fear gripped her for Erik. She pulled herself from Raoul.
"Christine dear were are you going?" Raoul questioned.
"Raoul I'll meet up with you. I have to check on him."
He gave a forced nod. Christine then jumped out of the boat, her curly golden brown hair blowing behind her. She jumped in the water, her bare feet hitting the bottom of the lake. She shivered at the coldness of the water.
"Be careful Christine." Raoul said as he turned the boat around.
She looked down the dark tunnel and moved through the murky water.
When she comes to the lair, she saw that the mirror's were shattered. "The mob didn't do this." she quietly said. Her beautiful bare feet climbed up the stone stairs. Her blue green eyes looked around the lair, images of her all around. "Erik?" she yelled, her voice echoing. But all was silent in the lair. She sighed putting her hand on the curtain. Suddenly she fell backward into the hole. It was pitch black and she tried to follow it, but when she feared she had lost the light she turned around. She then went to the swan bed and laid down smelling Erik's scent on it. She sighed again and fell asleep.
Erik pulled his cloak closer as the cold air hit him. He pulled his hood up, hiding his face completely. A carriage stopped beside him. Erik got inside and sighed. "Where to Sir?" the driver asked. "To the docks, my good sir." Erik replied. The carriage moved off then. Erik stared out the window then, his green yellow eyes holding none of the light it would normally have. In his mind the kiss him and Christine shared kept playing over and over, and then the look that she gave him when she pulled away. He remembered how her eyes lit up and her face danced with emotion. His fist balled up then and he felt tears come to his eyes. Then he pulled out the ring that she had given back to him. "Christine." He whispered. Then suddenly the carriage swayed and toppled over. Erik slammed into the side, hitting his head he blacked out.
Erik woke to coldness and looked up confused, he wondered how he had gotten here and he couldn't remember his name. He looked up at the dark sky. He knew he couldn't move. He then blacked out again