A dark figure walked the dark streets of Paris in the pouring rain singing softly, as it made it's way to Palais Garniera*, the tall opera house located in the center of Paris. It walked in and made it's way down to the dungeon under the opera house. A sudden flash of white caught the figure's eye and it stopped.
"What brings you to my domain?" a man in a cloak and white mask stepped out of the shadows.
"Are you Le Fantôme de l'Opéra*?" the figure asked. The man, the Phantom, nodded.
"Are you still teaching young opera singers?" The Phantom nodded again.
The figure pulled her hood on her cloak down and smirked. "I'm Eponine Thenardier and I've found you a girl with the voice of an angel."
A/N
I don't know what possessed me to write this. I don't even know where this came from. Lately, I've been obsessed with the Phantom of the Opera and Les Miserables so I guess that helps. This is a really short chapter, more of a prolouge. Hopefully this is enough for you people to want more. Reviews, follows, and favs are welcome and appreciated. Peace out!
*Palais Garniera: also known as the Paris Opera House
*Le Fantome de l'Opera: the Phantom of the Opera in French