Return of the Phantom of the Opera

by numbuh550490

Consists of elements from Gaston Leroux's Phantom of the Opera, Susan Kay's Phantom, and Andrew Lloyd Webber's Phantom of the Opera.

1. Chapter 1

Christine Daee had escaped the Opera House in 1881, though the nightmare still ran though her mind. She took in a shaky breath as she got closer and closer to the new, rebuilt, opera house. Her clear, ocean blue eyes looked tired and stressed, and her blonde hair was a bit messed up. She smoothed out her white dress and stepped out in front of The Academy of Music. She hadn't been here in years, though she didn't think she would ever be brave enough to go back. Now here she was, standing and just gaping at the building for a few moments. Raoul was at home with their son and convinced Christine was safe. He was going to let Christine sing at the new opera house, and she had been half delighted, but she had also been frightened.

Erik had died the same year, 1881, and she hadn't been there when he died. She had run off with Raoul, though Erik still held a special place in her heart. Christine had heard rumors that Erik's spirit still haunted The Academy of Music. Some said they could hear him play his only musical, Don Juan Triumphant! Christine closed her eyes remembering the night she heard one song from Don Juan Triumphant. There was something haunting, yet intoxicating about the music. It had driven her a bit mad that night, and she had felt as though she was going crazy. Christine had been locked up in the Phantom's lair, his domain, and his only home.

Christine tried not to cry as she remembered Erik telling her how much he loved her and how he wanted her to be happy. She had never realized until now how painful it had been for Erik to let her go off and marry Raoul. Christine had to sneak off that night just to give him a copy of her wedding invitation, though Raoul had torn up the first copy before that night.

She slowly walked into the building and looking around the building. They had remade the building, though it wasn't the same. It was Erik's design, but he did not build it. Christine wasn't sure of how she felt of Erik at the time, though she now realized that she had been in love with him also.

"Mademoiselle Daee," said the new owner of the opera house.

"Hello monsieur," Christine said with a fake smile.

Christine followed him to her old dressing room, though she felt her nerves growing and building up inside of her. Her heart fluttered with a sudden hope that she would hear Erik's voice again.