Sarah was alone.
The Opera House was empty now, save for her. After the murder of Piangi, everyone had fled, Monsieur Andre and Firmin swearing they would sell it.
But word had spread.
It wasn't as though she wished to be there, she couldn't leave. It had all started after "Don Juan Triumphant."
((flashback))
"Senora Carlotta, please, I know you're upset… but you really must go home!" Sarah begged with the rather portly Prima Donna as she sobbed hysterically in her dressing room.
"No, non voglio lasciarlo!" Carlotta screeched.
"Senora, I know how you must be feeling-"
"NO! Do not try to empathize with me!" Carlotta picked up a rather large porcelain vase and in anger, threw it at Sarah.
It hit her and shattered, sending Sarah into unconsciousness.
Gasping as she saw what she had done, and seeing blood pool around Sarah's head, Carlotta began yelling for a manager.
"Senora, are you alright?" Running in came Monsieur Andre, stopping as she saw Sarah on the floor. "What on earth happened?"
"She was lifting the vase, and it slipped…" Carlotta lied quickly.
Running to her, Andre called for Firmin, who came quickly. Removing his suit jacket, Firmin pressed firmly in an attempt to staunch the blood flow.
Andre looked over his co-manager's shoulder. The wounds were quite nasty, a large gash passed over her left eye, and a few more scattered across her cheek.
Firmin left to fetch a policeman, (of who there were plenty after the botched attempt to catch the Phantom) and they carried the unconscious girl to the home of the doctor.
"Does she have any relatives, Monsieur?" After the wounds had been bandaged, and Sarah was yet to gain consciousness, the doctor turned to Andre, who had stayed.
"No, I'm afraid not, sir- or at least none I'd feel comfortable leaving her with. According to Monsieur Lefrevre, the girl was apprenticed to the Opera house three years ago. Her father is a terrible drunk, and her mother died long ago. She is an exceptional seamstress, so Firmin and I decided to promote her to head Costume Mistress." He sighed, looking down at Sarah. "And I'm afraid she'll have to stay at the Opera House, despite the danger."
The doctor nodded slightly. "Ah, a terrible thing."
Author's Note
So, what do you guys think? Review, favorite, whatever you do. I'll be adding more chapters soon. The idea came to me after reading several fan-fictions, and I decided to write my own. I play the Costume Mistress in my school's performance, so I decided to use that character.