BONJOUR, MES AMIES! I am TPATFan16 aka Mickey and I am a very big fan of Marvel, my favourites characters are Iron Man but even more I adore and love, Loki Layferson, Prince/King of Asgard & Frost Giant, obviously cause who wouldn't love him, he's elegantly evil and beautiful & evil. I live on being evil but I can be good too when I want too but I enjoy being evil. And I have been inspired from watching the movie, Phantom of the Opera and listening to the music to create this crossover. I have another first Avengers/LokixOC story coming up soon, a really big good one but it's still on progress but it will be posted up soon, that I can assure but for right now I give u guys kindly this crossover with LokixOC.
Roles & made up roles for Avengers & OC characters:
Phantom: Loki
Christinne Daee: My OC, Krist or Kristinne Fureé (ironic, huh?)
Nick Fury: Krist's Uncle, Nicholas Fureé (made up for this crossover and my other story)
Carlotta: Scarlette Witch which I named her here: Scarlotta (clever huh?)
Raoul: Peter Parker aka Spiderman
The investors' managers: Tony Stark & Steve Rogers aka Iron Man & Captain America
Madame Constance: Madame Giry
Jasmine Rougue: Meg Giry (my best writing bestue & compaign and partner in crime, Jbabe, please read her stories!)
Any questions, please don't hesitate to ask me. I REALLY HOPE U ENJOY THIS STORY! I'm excited for it! 7 Hope u will stick around for it more and also for my other new story coming up soon. XOXO ;D
God of Music
Prologue
Paris 1919.
The birth place of romance and mystery. Also about historic suspense events of the 20th century. From Pairs, to Notre Dame as the bells rang in all colors and sound every hour of the day and all the sunsets are worth waiting for as they set down behind the Eiffel Tower. Romance ruled the city but also the mystery. Every city has their secrets from the past which people of the new or future generation have already forgotten these events have happened but once in a while those events are remembered by being reminded of the story of the past. And one of the most intense and memorable real life stories of Paris is the one filled with drama, action, suspense, romance and especially... with music.
The story begins with 60 years into the future where it takes place at the city's once iconic opera house. It was one of the jewels of Paris where music ran from one corner to the next with majestic voices and orchestra music. But now ever since the events, it is abandon and given for sale.
Vente publique aux encheres (Public Auction Today) said the banner at the entrance of the abandon majestic building. This proved how this once golden opera house lost the glow it had long time ago to only have a gloomy depressing gray color and atmosphere. There was even leaves covering the stairwave entrances and children playing on the columns to give the last touch of abandonment as the building was slowly falling apart.
The inside of the building was no pleasant neither. Everything covered in dust and spider webs, every chair, every balcony, every smashed light bulb and so many cracks on the walls. Ripped stained curtains hanging from the ceilings and statues of angels looking like demons now on how destroyed they are. So sad how a a crown jewel has sunken to the ruins like this. Now it was home to the spiders and the bats flying around corner to corner, in the ceilings, creating their nest and claiming to stay. Hard to tell this was a golden palace and now is a haunted mansion.
"Sold! Your number, sir? Thank You"
The voice of the auctioneer was heard from inside, banging his gabble and bidding off still valuable items of the opera house to a few bidders in the small crowd. The auction room was surrounded by old rusty items but have a little ebut of value still. All covered in dust and under white sheets or packed in boxes with some sunlight coming thru the ceiling as the bats flutter around but the people didn't worry about them. they were just paying attention on the auctions and giving their best bidding on the items.
"Lot 663. A poster from "Hannibal" by Chalumeau. Do I have ten francs? Five, then. Five I am bid" the man calls out as another raised his hand to bid the amount. "Six, seven. Against you, sir. Seven, eight? Eight once. Selling twice... sold to Monsieur Deferre. Merci beuacop." He bangs his gabble as the sold item was given to the buyer.
An old man high class with an eye patch and bald head in a wheel chair approached the auction with his assistant and his nurse, interested in buying a certain item that is very precious to him in a way that was soon to be auctioned away. All of this, all this he was seeing inside this opera house gave him many memories of when this opera house was so full of life. And also broke him in sadness, remembering the star of this opera house.
"Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen, a papier-mache musical box, white porcelain and gold with diamond crafted with a ballerina inside, still works. This item was discovered in the vaults, still in working order" says the auctioneer as he demonstrates as he winds the music box and soft music came out with the ballerina spinning around it.
The man with the eye patch looks down at the item with sadness, knowing who this lovely music box belonged too, all too well. The ballerina itself was a real person in his past, so full of life, love and talent.
Nicholas Fureé needed to have that music box to have the memory of the girl who played a massive part in his life and misses dearly every day. He had to get that music box, no matter how much money he had to spend!
"May I commence at fifteen francs? Fifteen, thank you. Twenty for you, sir" that last bid was from Nicholas Fureé but another woman wanted the box as well.
"Madame Giry, twenty-five, thank you, Madame. Do I here, thirty?"
Once again, Nicholas Fureé raised his hand for the box.
"Thirty! And thirty-five? Seeking at thirty francs? Thirty once, thirty twice. Sold for thirty francs to Monsieur Nicholas Fureé! Thank you, sir"
He bangs his gabble to close the bidding and a man hands over Nicholas the lovely music box which gave him a spark of happiness again, having some piece of the young girl who he gave it to her himself in the first place. The small ballerina even reminded her of him, she was a happy young girl with so much love and life and music in her heart until she was taken away from him by a complete disgrace.
"A collector's piece indeed. Every detail exactly as she said. Will you still play when all the rest of us are dead?" a singing voice was heard inside his head, referring to this exact girl with this music box.
"Now ladies & gentlemen, our final bidding. Lot 667: a chandelier, in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera or also known by the other name the God of Mischief. A mystery that will never be explained. A mysterious being from another land that myths say God like features and powers, Greek mythology never to be explained. We're told that this is the very chandelier was the figure of the night of the famous disaster. It has been some repaired but there still some scars of that night this intense event happened. Since it's a little repaired, maybe we tried to frighten away the ghost of so many years ago that's behind this broken chandelier and soulless opera house... with a little illumination. Gentlemen?" he gives the cue and his assistant pull up the sheets.
The broken chandelier sparks so the old broken lights can shine. It was presented as if there was intense dramatic music in the background as the men pulled on the ropes to lift up the chandelier off the dusty round and up back to the rusty cracky ceilings as the crowd watched, especially Nicholas Fureé.
As the chandelier was risen up to the ceiling, a gush of wind so strong blew inside as if a a wave of magic was reconstructing the opera house. Cleaning spider webs, rusty chairs in the audience, light bulbs replaced like new. As if this opera house never got haunted and abandon. Being recreated into the majestic palace it once was with the gold of gold and red sparkling and glow all around every crafted statue and inch of the ceiling and every light and candleholders.
This is where our story began. Years ago.
The tale of the Phantom of The Opera.
To Be Continued...
Well, that was the prologue but if I get at least 5-10 reviews and follows, I will quickly put the next chapter where it all starts. I'm SO EXCITED! Love this musical, one of the best ones in Broadway. I went to see Lion King on Broadway when I went to NYC, My Dad is a big fan of this musical (& Star Wars, but that's another story) & he wanted to see it but we didn't have enough money but still loved it all. And I just thought that Loki would make an awesome Phantom of the Opera, don't you think because I do.
Well, that's it for now but I shall return, my lovelies with more of The God of Music. Please let me know what you think and if I should continue but I will still will do anyways. Good night, darlings! & LOVE LIVE THE ASGARIAN FROST GIANT KING!
Sincerely,
-MICKEY!* ;D
XOXOXOOXOX
