Disclaimer: I don't own Phantom of the Opera, but I did create nd I guess own my character Anne. :p
Introduction
"Come on just a little bit further" Claudia giggled feverishly as she and Marie-Yasmine pulled me closer and closer to the Phantom's lair. We had all bet on who would run away first. I have always been afraid of everything. Everything about me was… delicate. I was short only 5'2 at fourteen years of age and had a very quiet voice, and I've always been afraid of things. I'm afraid of spiders, deep water, heights, rats, all bugs, sharp objects, and sometimes the dark. With every step, the hairs on my neck stood up evern straighter. We reached the lake.
"Look there's a house, that must be where the phantom lived" Marie-Yasmine pointed to a building across the lake.
"Let's go" Claudia jumped into the gondola. I shook my head feeling my stomach drop.
"Oh come on he's dead they even destroyed the body, now let's go… unless you're too scared" Marie-Yasmine grinned wickedly. I groaned then sat down inside the gondola as Claudia began to push it with the pole across the lake. I was clutching my tutu so tight that my knuckles grew white. We jolted to a stop when we reached the shore. There was an open door with and eerie light coming from it. I inched forward. A sudden shove knocked me down to my feet when I looked behind me Claudia and Marie-Yasmine had jumped in the gondola and were leaving back to the other side of the lake.
"Wait" I screamed then ran after but they only laughed and shrugged their shoulders as they continued to leave me deserted on the phantoms home. Of course, he had died a couple months ago but I was still scared especially because I was all alone now. I looked around for a way back up to the opera house but I found none. Frustrated and angry I picked up a rock and threw it with a grunt into the water then fell to my knees crying.
I didn't notice how cold I was until a warm cloak was placed gently on my shoulders. Startled I looked up and noticed that the phantom was starring me in the eyes. I froze solid at the sight of him; a ghost right in front of my eyes. Surprisingly the only things intimidating about him were his height and the mask that covered his face. His eyes were incredibly gentle if anything a little sad.
"Don't cry little one" he held out a hand towards me. I looked up at him with fear and astonishment. How could he be here? I took his hand and he gently pulled me up to my feet with the cloak on me still it dragged on the ground. His flesh was warm. It reminded me of that warm cup of tea after stepping inside from the brisk winter air.
"W-who are you" I stammered at last.
"I believe you know the answer."
"But you're dead" I whispered quietly questioning my own voice.
"Obviously not."
"Are you going to kill me" I suddenly asked with a thousand horrid pictures of my unwanted death running through my mind. He chuckled deeply causing chills to be sent up and down my spine.
"No, I'm not going to kill you" his eyes seemed to be filled with amusement. I sighed in relief.
"But, I would very much appreciate a word with you" he took my hand once again. My gut filled with a lead rock and my skin grew pale. Something though, led me to trust him. It was probably his honey eyes. His eyes were the shade of warm honey. I nodded my head and he led me into the house.
Ok the first chapter is done but ima wait til tomorrow to put it out its pretty short too, I promise I will make longer chapters! I'm already workin on Chapter 2 :) Reviews, critics, or comments would be very much appreciated :)