Okay… obviously this story was inspired by the Phantom of the Opera movie, and of course my best buds, Jack and Will. I do not own any of the characters here within nor the titles and all that jazz. If I did, I would not be writing a fan fic based on it. I would be writing a sequel to the book, and another movie script. These chapters won't be too lengthy. I've never been one for length anyway. I have the horrible of condensing things into a single paragraph. I hope you like and please review!


"Come on, damn it!" Nicole cursed as she whacked the video recorder with the palm of her hand until a clear picture showed up on the TV screen. It was a damp and rainy July day and the trio was in Elsa's room. Danielle had flown back from California with Elsa and they were all spending as much time as possible with each other.

The Phantom of the Opera DVD had previously been released that May, which they were totally obsessing over and watching nearly every second, but when the DVD player shorted out due to a burst of lightning the three had no choice but to act out the movie themselves.

"Are you so sure we should be doing this? You know… it is raining and lightning out side. I don't think electronics are something you want to be messing around with," Danielle said from her sitting position on the bed in the fluffy pink dress from the masquerade scene. They were all already in their magnifique costumes that they had put together and made their selves. Danielle was playing the role of Christine, Elsa was Erik the Phantom and made a rather astonishing Don Juan look alike, and Nicole, playing the role of Raoul, was dressed in a white ruffle top shirt and black trousers along with her 'painted' boots.

Elsa sighed impatiently as she waited for the 'tech genius' to figure out how to press the record button. "What scene are we starting with anyway? Mirror in Chrissy's bedroom? Phantom of the Opera? Tell me!"

"I don't know," Nicole pressed the record button on the cam, "Just start singing something."

"Fine! Be zat way!" Elsa huffed in her French accent and pushed herself away from the wall, taking her position behind the floor length mirror she had bought from Amazon long ago to make her room more 'lair-ish.' Danielle had immediately taken the hint and rushed to Elsa's vanity, where she began brushing her hair, and Nicole adjusted the camera before running into the closet to prepare to bang on the door with suspicion.

Skipping the scenes that would be difficult to record with the camera and the limited space they had, Elsa's voice began belting in a wonderous tone, "I am your angel of music…come to your angel of music…" The lights began to flicker as Elsa continued to sing. Nicole stepped out of the closet to check on the equipment. "I am your angel of music…come to your angel of music…"

As Nicole touched the camcorder to stop it, she was instantly thrown back into Danielle, and as a domino effect, knocked over the mirror and landed on Elsa. Later, the camera would have shown them hit the floor and then disappear in an instant. No smoke, no dust, no flash of light, just disappearing.


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