Erik's Son
Summary: what if, before becoming obsessed with Christine, Erik was in love with someone else, a lady named Alexis? What if she left because he became obsessed with Christine? And, after the ordeal, Alexis came back, and left him with a son?
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, though i wish i did. Erik ROX!!!!!!!!!! and there will be some (just a teeny bit) of Raoul bashing. He is overprotective and increadably annoying, even if he is cute. Erik's hotter. :P rambling...
Prologue
Erik sat with his head in his hands. He had returned to the opera house after wandering the cemetery for 5 hours. He needed to get away from everything. All the pain, the loneliness. He had fallen asleep inside the Mausoleum. 'I'm dead anyway.' He had thought. 'Dead inside.'
"Christine…" he whimpered. "Christine…" Just then, someone barged down the stairs at the entrance to the cavern. 'Probably the mob, realizing I have returned, come back to kill me.' He thought, hopefully. "If you've come here to kill me, just do it, I have no life anymore anyway." He called out to whoever it was.
"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it when I had the chance." A voice replied.
"A…Alexis? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to give you this." She replied, handing him a large bundle of blankets, carefully.
Erik moved some of the blanket, so he could see what the squirming thing was underneath it. He was shocked to find a baby inside. "Why are you giving me him? You know what kind of life he'll live with me."
"I can't take care of him anymore." She said, sadly, with a lone tear running down her cheek.
"But why not put him up for adoption? Do you need money? I have plenty…"
"I do not need money, Erik. I'm going to jail. I killed a man," She said, pure guilt was present in her voice. "And I didn't put him up for adoption, because he has you. He's your son, Erik." Erik's mouth dropped open.
"My son? But…but…"
Alexis threw herself onto her knees at Erik's feet. "Please, Erik, I'm begging you, take care of him for me, Please!" she cried, sobbing.
"But…" Erik sighed. "Okay." He said finally. "I'll do it."
"Thank you! Oh, thank you!" she said, still on the ground at his feet, sobbing. "I named him after you. I must go now, before the police come looking for me, and find both of us. Goodbye, Erik. Take good care of him!"
"Goodbye…" Erik said, looking at the tiny miracle in his arms, mouth still hanging open.
AN: hope you like! Review lots:P krissymoon
