AN: I already started this story before my new one so I thought ' why not post the first chapter' . I know in the beginning Erik is sort of OOC but if he was well liked, he would not have been as crazy. I hope you like it, please review!~ Emilycosette
Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera or Silas Marner.
Prologue
For any other couple strolling along the Parisian streets it would have seemed like an ordinary day. Yet to one couple sitting on a bench near a fountain it was a monumental day.
Sorelli shrieked with joy when her dear Erik knelt on his knee and twisted his hand to reveal a ring box.
" Yes, I will" she said with joy before he could even ask the question.
" Yo-you will" Erik managed to stammer out, for he had prepared a long speech at his home the other day and even passed it through his best friend Phillipe to make sure it was worthy of her.
" Of course, my dear Erik" she said , placing the ring on her finger, " Oh we must tell Mother and Father right away. They shall be so elated"
Erik knew they would be anything but. He had approached the Comte and Comtesse the other day, begging them to let him marry Sorelli. They denied him saying they would rather Comte Phillipe marry their daughter and not a peasant like him. But Erik had gone against their wishes and worried what they may say when they found out.
" I'm afraid I must decline Sorelli" Erik sadly said , " Phillipe is waiting at the DeChagny manor for me".
Sorelli left with a forlorn look and her chaperone followed giving Erik a glare before getting into the carriage with her master. Erik hailed a hansom cab and stepped in , making sure the driver was not looking, before replacing his skin-colored full mask with a white half one.
"Where to" the driver shouted as the horses whinnied.
" The de Changy manor" Erik yelled back from the backseat. The carriage smelled like a cheap whore's perfume and it tickled unpleasingly at his nonexistent nose. Erik watched from the small window as the carriage passed the L'Opera Populaire. It was a such a grand , elegant place, and Erik only wished he could work and live there.
The carriage finally stopped at the estate and the french doors opened. Barreling out came Raoul and a tiny brown haired girl with eyes as blue as the sea. Raoul stopped running as they passed by Erik.
" Hello Raoul" Erik said pleasantly.
" Bonjour Erik, this is my friend Christine " Raoul said back and pointed to the , now that he saw her fully, fourteen year old girl , who smiled and waved shyly.
" Bonjour" she said in a sweet timbre her eyelashes creating a shadow.
" Nice to meet you" Erik said," Raoul is your brother in the house?"
" Yes, he is waiting in the foyer for you" Raoul said before grabbing his friend's hand and running away asking her about some red scarf.
Ah,children, he thought as he entered the house.
"My friend" Phillipe greeted," I heard of your recent engagement"
" Yes" Erik said," and what have you to say"
" It is very foolish my friend see has not even seen your face" Phillipe angrily said, " I want to meet her with her tonight, for I have never spoken to her, you shall be there too. "
Sorelli held onto Erik's arm as he escorted to the de Changy mansion. Pulling open the door for her he led them both into the parlor where Phillipe would be waiting.
" So this is the lovely lady my friend has been prattling on about" Phillipe said kissing Sorelli's pale hand.
" Nice to meet you Comte " Sorelli said curtsying.
" Likewise" Phillipe said, then he motioned to a silent Erik," the real reason you are here tonight is of great importance. Have you seen my friend's face beneath the mask ?'
" No I have not" Sorelli said softly also glancing at Erik.
Knowing what must be done, Erik cautiously untied the strings of his mask. Sorelli screamed seeing his deformity, his sunken cheeks and missing nose , and held onto Phillipe to keep from fainting.
" You are a monster " Sorelli screamed .
" Do you want the monster to leave" Phillipe asked Sorelli.
After she nodded Phillipe shouted at Erik and pointed to the door , " Leave my friend and never come back"
Erik made his way to the french doors left ignoring the servant. He stepped into the darkness wondering where he shall go next.
