Author's Notes: (evil phantom laugh) I return to you bringing you my latest work! It's my first crossover: Les Mis/POTO, and it's a major AU. The war which takes place between the students in Les Mis does not occur in this phic. As for Valjaen, he is the new mayor, but he was never poor and Cosette is his actuall daughter. This fic has been in my head for a long time, it's just that the plot bunnies are finally working in my favor. Time line for the fic - Les Mis: after Eponine delievers the love letter to Cosette, from Marius. POTO: starts where the 2004 movie and/or musical left off. BTW: I know in the end that he didn't have his mask or his fanshionable clothing, but let's just say he did okay? Anyway: The pairings in the story are very unique. I will not list them here, you will simply have to read and find out. I don't want to spoil anything for you. I think that's about it for now. Please, sit back, read, and review. Cheers!

Game, Set, Match:

By: LOSTrocker

Prologue: Written In The Stars:

The Phantom fled from the burning Opera House, and the Hunters who wer after him. He escaped through the back ally way. Erik weaved his way through the dark streets. Once he thought he was out of harm's way, he took a moment to rest. He leaned against the cool brick wall, slid himself down, and curled up in a ball. The let the sadness of the previous events over come him. Tears escaped dark eyes.

"Christine..." he cried into the night.

The young woman who captured his heart, betrayed him. She had escaped with the handsome Vicomte, and never looked back. It was here where Erik swore never to love again. There was no point to it. Why bother, when he would be the one burned at the end? He sighed. Erik was back to where he began, alone. Then again, he figured he was always alone.

"All alone, pretending he's beside me..."

Hark! What was this? A female's voice broke through the night, singing out her troubles and woes.

The Phantom slowly stood up. He closed his eyes, and let the music fill his soul. He could tell whomever the voice belonged to, she was just as lonely as he was. He had to find who the sad voice belonged to. Erik let the music be his guide. He soon came to his destination, and found whom he was looking for. Erik kept himself in the safety of the shadows as his eyes laid upon a young woman who looked to be around Christine's age. The lass was slim, with long ebony hair, and brown almond eyes. Erik could tell by the rags she wore that she did not come from a wealthy family.

Erik continued to watch her sway and sing in the streets. She sang of a man whom she loved, yet he semed unaware of her affection. The Phantom sighed. The song seemed all too familiar to him.

"I love him, but only on my own..."

The words that Eponine Thenadier were true. She loved her dear friend Marius with all her heart. The problem was, his heart was all ready spoken for.

Cosette...

How she loathed that girl. She was the rich and beautiful daughter of Valjean, the mayor of the city. Marius had met her some time ago, and was takening away with her. According to him, it was love at first sight.

"It's not fair!" Eponine cried out, to no one imparticular.

She was the one who had grown up with him. Eponine knew Marius very well. She knew all his secrets, and in return, he knew all of her's. All but one. He was oblivous to the fact that she was in love with him. The two had grown up together. Marius was always there when she needed him to. He offered her a kind embrace when no one else gave her the time of day. She was not surprised as she grew, that her feelings for him deepened. She was just surprised at the fact, that she had denied it for so long.

Eponine stopped walking for a moment and looked up the night sky. It was covered in stars. A smile crept across her face as a memory came to mind. She remembered, very long ago before he met his dear Cosette, Marius had swept her away to escape from her dark world, to a nice place in the country. She and Marius laid upon the soft grass, and looked up at the sky. The sky had been filled with stars just like to night.

"Look at the stars 'Ponine." he had told her.

Eponine did as told. "Find the brightest one you see..."

She let her eyes dance across the sky until she found the brightest one. Eponine smiled and pointed up. "There! There it is!"

"Now, close you eyes and let's make a wish you and I..."

Eponine closed her eyes tightly and whispered her wish up into the stars. I wish to find love, I wish to be with Marius...

"Open your eyes."

Eponine opened them. She turned over to Marius. He sat up, still gazing at the diamonds in the sky. Eponine also sat up. "What did you wish for?" she asked him.

"Ah, that my friend I can not tell you." Marius told her, with a smile. "You must never tell your wish or it will not come true..."

Eponine came back to the present. Since that night, she had wished on a thousand stars that Marius would be heard, and she told no one. Her wish had not come true. Still she never gave up hope. She knew that one day Marius would be much more than a friend to her.

"You know what I wish for," she told the night sky. "I wish that one day he will come to me, and I won't be sad anymore."

Eponine hung her head. She couldn't hold the tears back any longer.

Erik's heart ached for the girl. He knew what how she felt. The Phantom withdrew something from his jacket pocket. It was the finale rose that he had planned to give Christine after the perfomance of "Don Jaun". She would never recieve this rose.

Erik glanced from the flower to the crying girl in the street. No one ever shown him comfort of any kind, he learned the hard way that by returing the hatread, it solved nothing. He once again looked at the flower, and back at the girl. Could he be so bold? He had sworn never to open up his heart again, however he was merely offering a friendly gesture. Yes, he could be that bold.

Eponine wiped away the tears as a wonderful scent filled the air. She smiled. Epoinie knew that scenet. It was a rose. Love notes were not the only thing Marius sent to his beloved Cosette. Perhaps, God in Heaven finally answered her prayers. When she turned around she expected to see Marius before her. She gasped when she found it was not Marius. Instead, she saw a tall man, with a pale complextion, dressed in the latest fashion. Besides his stylish suit that he wore, a cape fell from his back, and a mask covered the right side of his face.

Eponine quickly stood in a fighting stance. She wished Marius was here to help but her, but since she was not, she had to defend herself. "Pardon me mademoiselle -"

"Girl or not! I can still woop you!"

The Phantom was taken aback by her action. He culd tell that she was indeed a kindred spirit. She was not at all prim and proper as Chrstine had been. "Pardon me," he said yet again. "I did not mean to startle you."

Eponine did not let down her guard. "What do ye want with me?"

"Nothing." Erik answerd. "I simply wish to give you this."

Eponine could see the red rose he held in his hand. She was hesitant but something deep within her, told her, she could trust them. She took the rose in her hands. Eponine smiled at the Stranger before her. No one had ever gave her a rose before.

"Who are you?" she asked him.

Erik could not reveal to her whom he truely was. At least not yet. He did not wish to be caught this soon. He thought a moment on what identity he could give this girl. At one point, he had been the Angel of Music to Christine. He would use that title again.

"Wondering childe, so lost so helpless, yearning for my guidence..." The Phantom sang to her. "I am your Angel of Music..."

"An Angel...?" she asked him.

"Yes, I heard your cry, and I am here to help you..."

Eponine knew that someone up in the sky was listening to her! She was so happy that she did not know what to do with herself! She had so many questions to ask! Sadly, she would not be able to ask them tonight. She was inturrupted.

"EPONINE! EPONINE! WHERE ARE YOU FILTHY LITTLE STREET RAT!"

Erik jumped at the sound of a man's yelling. Eponine could see he grew tense. She calmed him down by saying: "Don't worry, it's just my father. We live in that Inn, over there." Eponine turned and yelled back at her father: "I'M COMIN'!"

The Phantom took this moment to desend back into the shadows. He had stayed here too long. Erik gave a swift swish of his cape and vanshioned.

"Sorry, but I havta..." Eponine turned around to find that the Phantom was... "Go."

Gone.

TBC...

Author's Notes: (continued): So, what do you think? I guess I should have warned you that there will be lots of fluff in this. The fluffier the better as I say! I hope I did well. I thought it turned out okay. I've always wanted to do this because I think Les Mis and Phantom would mirror each other perfectly. Chapter One coming soon!