So, I've combined my two obsessions to create this! Now I had already started a project similar to this but it didn't really draw my attention as well.. But! I can assure you that I do intend to complete this to the end!
Here is the cast list:
Maka: Christine
Kid: Raoul
Soul: Phantom
Marie: Madam Giry
Tsubaki: Meg Giry
Kim: La Carlotta
Stein: Fermin
Justin Law: Andre
Lord Death: Monsieur Lefevre
Mosquito: Monsieur Reyer.
Side note: To add the musical effect to this fic I suggest you listen to instrumental versions of each song when it comes up. I have it bolded.
Well here we go!
another side note: I will update my other kima story tomorrow! seeing that I get out of school early :)
Enjoy!
I don't own Soul Eater or POTO.
Paris 1919.
Today in the grand city of Paris was a grand auction at the old opera house, located at the center of the city. Everyone was wandering inside the old building wondering what they just might find in this old structure.
Outside pulled up a small car containing an old man with faded black hair his black and white suit showing signs of wear as if he hadn't bothered to dress up for such an occasion. He was being pushed in a small wooden wheel chair by his hired nurse and taken up the ramp into the old building.
"Lot 663 then ladies and gentlemen, a poster for this house's production of Hannibal" A young auctioneer said onto of the old wooden stage which now had sections of it missing.
Another two men came out and showed the poster to the crowd.
"Alright do I hear ten francs? Eight? You sir?" The man paused as he waited for anyone to object.
"alright eight once, going twice, and sold. To Mr. Barett, thank you sir." The man in a black suit with dark tan skin nodded and went over to collect his object.
"Lot 664 a wooden pistol and three human skulls, used in the production of Robert el Diable." The bidding proceeded until another man bought the object for fifteen francs.
"alright then, lot 665 a paper-mache musical box in the shape of a barrel Organ. Attached the figure of the legendary holy sword Excalibur in white clothing, playing the cymbals." He passed as the audience looked at the musical box in awe.
" This item, discovered in the vaults of the theatre, still in working order, ladies and gentlemen."
The young boy who was holding the box held it in front of him and said "Showing here."
The older gentleman with faded black hair looked up his eyes never leaving the box.
"May I commence at fifteen francs?" The auctioneer said
"Fifteen thank you." He said as an older woman raised her hand glancing at the older man.
"yes, twenty from you sir, thank you."
Madame Mjölnir, twenty-five. Thank you." The man said noticing the woman who raised her hand yet again.
"Do I hear thirty?" At this the woman standing behind the old man raised her hand.
"Thirty and thirty five?" The woman looked at the man and nodded in defeat once realizing who he was.
"Selling at thirty francs then. Thirty once, thirty twice and Sold to the vicomte de Shinigami. (Clever right?) Thank you sir"
The older man motioned for the boy to come to him and the boy then handed him the music box with the strange creature on it.
He turned it and examined it as if it was a delicate artifact. The woman who had bid against him watched him as he examined it from afar.
A collector's piece indeed, every symmetrical detail exactly as she said… Will you still play while all the rest of us are dead?... The man thought as he glanced over the object.
"Now! Lot 666 then a chandelier in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera, a mystery never fully explained." The auctioneer walked across the stage to a covered object and stood next to it.
"We are told ladies and gentlemen that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster. Our workshops have repaired it and wired parts of it for the new electrical light." He smiled and moved away from the covering.
"Perhaps… We can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago. With a little illumination. Gentlemen!" The man then removed himself from the stage as two men removed the covering to reveal the grand chandelier.
It was then raised above the stage blowing away the dust and dirt illuminating the two faces of those who had been there first hand…
Paris 1870 Overture
People where hustling in and out of the old building, just as a carriage pulled in front. Two middle aged men walked out and looked at the Opera house with happiness in their eyes seeing the great fortune they would soon make.
While inside may of the performers were rushing to get dressed for their rehearsal. Whether it be dusting out sheets or painting masks, this was a busy day at the Opera House. Ballerinas came down the stairs in a line, one tall girl with black hair in front with a shorter girl with light brown hair following behind her. They soon stepped into powder and got their shoes ready to dance, laughing and talking as they made their way to the stage.
As the fell into line behind other ballerinas with a woman with an eye patch over her eye watching them, they did not notice a boy with three white lines in his deep black hair riding in outside with two horses steering them straight into the stable, whistling for them to keep going. End Overture
While rehearsals had just begun the cast began descending onto the stage singing.
This trophy from our saviors!
From our saviors
From the enslaving force of rome!
At that moment the owner of the opera populaire entered from the side yelling "Madame!" He walked towards Madame Mjölnir who was watching the ballerinas perform carefully.
With feasting and dancing and song tonight in celebration.
We greet the victorious throng!
A girl with bright pink hair sang, the opera's diva Kim. She held a stuffed head in her hand as she threw it to the side for two maids to catch.
Returned to bring salvation!
The trumpets of carthage resound!
Hear the romans now tremble!
Hark to our step in the ground!
Hear the drums Hannibal comes! Kim stepped to the side as another performer stepped on her dress and tore it "My dress! Watch it!" She yelled getting once again back into character and smiling as she waved her hand at the empty audience seats. As she moved out of the way a man with two strips of pointy hair named Ox stepped forward and starting singing in a deep voice.
Sad to find the land we love threatened once more by roma's reaching grasp!
"Gentlemen, Gentlemen." Monsieur Mosquito said waving his hands at the new intruders on his stage.
" Rehersals, as you can see, are underway, for the new production of Hannibal." Monsieur Death said as he led the two other gentlemen across the stage. One with grey hair and a white coat and the other with light blonde hair wearing a dark black and white coat.
"Monsieur Death, I am rehearsing." Monsieur Mosquito said waving his hands around in the air.
"Monsieur Mosquito, Madame Mjölnir, ladies and gentlemen, please, if I can have your attention thank you." Monsieur Death said walking towards the front of the stage. The blonde woman looked up from her stretches and took her cane in hand to stand and see what the dark cloaked man had to say.
"As you all may know for some weeks now there have been rumors of my retirement, I can now tell you that these were all true."
As he said that Kim laughed and pointed a finger at Ox who merely shrugged and continued to listen.
"Now it is my pleasure to introduce you to the two men who now own the opera populaire, Mr. Stein and Mr. Justin. I'm sure you've heard of their recent fortune in the junk business." Monsieur Death said stepping aside to let the two men stand next to him.
"Scrap metal actually." Monsieur Justin said smiling
"He must be rich." One of the ballerinas said giggling. Through the crowd of people one small ballerina girl with the light brown hair and beautiful green eyes and her tall dark haired friend found their way towards the front so they could see what was going on.
"And we're deeply honored to introduce our new patron, the vicomte de Shinigami." Monsieur Stein said grinning as the boy from earlier walked onto the stage in his dark black suit smiling.
And that's when the ballerina girl looked ahead and gasped. "It's Kid; before my father died…I guess you could say we were childhood sweethearts. He called me little makie."
"Oh Maka he's so handsome." Tsubaki said holding her friend's hand.
Maka smiled as he started to speak. "My parents and I are honored to support all the arts, especially the world-renowned Opera Populaire." He smiled and bowed a little as everyone around him clapped, His golden eyes shining in the light of the grand room.
Then Kim came towards him with her hand out stretched waiting for him to grab it.
"Gentlemen, Signora Kim Diehl our leading soprano for five seasons now." Monsieur death said awkwardly as Kid took her hand and kissed it. Kim smiled and slowly walked back where she was standing before.
Then Ox came up and gave Kid his hand. "I'm Signor Ox Ford." He said with a grand smile.
"It's an honor Signor, but I do believe I am keeping you from your rehearsal. I will be here this evening to share in your triumph. My apologies Monsieur." Kid said turning and bowing towards Mosquito.
"Thank you Monsieur Le Shinigami once more if you please Ox." He said motioning to the singer which was now distracted.
"He love me, Love me, love me." Kim said doing circles at the front of the stage.
"He wouldn't recognize me anyway." Maka said sadly going back into her spot with the other dancers.
"He didn't see you Maka." Tsubaki said reassuringly.
At this music was once again playing and the ballet portion of the rehearsal had begun.
Marie then led the two new managers around the edge of the stage showing them the ballet.
"We take particular pride in the excellence of our ballets Monsieur." Marie said smiling as the girls danced.
"I can see why, especially that tall dark haired beauty." Monsieur Stein said smiling.
"My daughter Tsubaki." Marie said glaring at him.
"And that exceptional light haired beauty, no relation I trust." Monsieur Justin said
"Maka Albarn, promising talent Monsieur Justin, very promising." Marie said smiling
"Albarn you say? No relation to the famous violinist Spirit Albarn?" Justin questioned
"An orphan you say?" Stein said smirking
"His only child Monsieur, orphaned at seven when she came to live here at the opera dormitories. I think of her as a daughter also." Marie gave him a deadly look and that silenced him for good.
"Gentlemen if you would kindly step to the side." Marie said holding them back with her cane.
"Ah not on my dress why!?" Kim yelled again as everything once again came to a halt.
"That's it! I will not be singing! Goodbye everyone. Now it is finished." Kim walked to the side of the stage and yelled to the two maids her were laughing "Grab my doggie, bring my doggie bye bye." She said furiously stopping back to the center of the stage.
"What do we do?" Monsieur Stein asked Monsieur Death who was just about to leave as well.
"Grovel, grovel, grovel."
"Right!" The two new mangers said as they neared the diva.
"Mr. Mosquito isn't there a marvelous song in act three of Hannibal?" Mr. Stein said looking at the conductor for help.
"Yes, yes ah no!" Kim said looking more and more furious by the second.
"My dress isn't finished!"
"I wonder if as a personal favor you could give us a preview?" Mr. Justin said smiling
"If my mangers command…" Kim said getting happier
"Mr. Mosquito?" Mr. Stein said looking at him once more.
"If my diva commands?" Mosquito said annoyed
"Uh yes I do!" Kim said walking towards the center of the grand stage.
At the Monsieur Mosquito began conducting and soft sweet music started to play as Kim began to sing.
Think of me, think of me, fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while
When you find that once again
You long to take your heart...
Just as Kim was about to sing the next line a huge poster fell from the top of the stage sending Kim to the ground screaming.
"Signora!" All the men cried as the other actors helped pull her out. As the men began to help her, an envelope with a blood red seal fell from the top of the stage as well. Marie then walked over and bent down to get it, looking up hoping to see the person who had dropped it.
"He's here the Phantom of the Opera..." Tsubaki said clutching onto Maka's Arm who was also shaking herself
"Signora! Are you all right?" The two managers said rushing to her side as she stumbled to get up in her huge green dress.
"Hiro! For God's sake, man, what's going on there?" Stein yelled at the man who was pulling up the ropes that held the large poster.
"Please, monsieur, don't look at me! I was not at my post." He cried finally setting the poster back into place.
"There's no one here! And well…if there is there must be ghost!" He started to laugh and then walked away on the long wooden board used by the stagehands.
"Signora, these things do happen." Justin said walking towards her smiling.
Kim shook her head and began to yell "For the past years, these things do happen! And did you stop them from happening? No! And you too, you are as bad as them, these things do happen! Until you stop these things from happening this thing does not happen!" She then proceeded to leave the stage yelling other various things and curing while the rest of the cast stood on stage and watched in horror.
"Amateurs." Ox huffed as he looked at them and then turned around and walked after Kim.
"Signora Mjölnir, she will be coming back, won't she?" Stein said with dread in his eyes, seeing the fact that their big star had just walked out of sight.
"You think so, monsieur I have a message, sir, from the Opera Ghost." Marie said opening the letter.
"He welcomes you to his opera house…"
"His opera house!?" Justin said with a scowl
Marie glared at him and continued to read the mysterious letter. "And commands that you continue to leave Box Eight empty for his use and reminds you that his salary is due." She rolled her only eye and shoved the letter into Stein's hands.
"His salary?" Justin said yanking the paper out of Stein's hands and reading it for himself.
"Monsieur Death used to give him twenty thousand francs a month." Marie said twirling her cane and looking aimlessly around the room.
"Twenty thousand francs?!" Both men said as they gasped
"Perhaps you can afford more, with the Vicomte de Shinigami as your patron." Marie blatantly said standing close to her new managers.
"Madame, I had hoped to make that announcement public tonight when the Vicomte was to join us at the gala! But obviously we shall now have to cancel as it appears we have lost our star." Stein said with a scowl on his face
"There should be an understudy!" Justin said smiling
"Understudy? There is no understudy!" Monsieur Mosquito said rubbing his face with a small handkerchief
"A full house, Justin, we shall have to refund a full house." Stein rubbed his face and began pacing the stage floor
"Maka Albarn could sing it, sir." Madame Marie said as she pushed the girl forward her hair which rested in two small ponytails hitting her back as she moved.
"The chorus girl? Don't be silly." Monsieur Justin said smiling
"She's been taking lessons from a great teacher." Madame Marie said looking at Maka.
"Who?" Stein said walking closer to Justin.
Maka nervously played with her fingers and sighed "I don't know his name, monsieur…"
"Let her sing for you, monsieur. She has been well taught." Madame Marie said smiling.
"Alright, come on, don't be shy, come on, come on" Monsieur Justin said smiling and pushing the girl gently towards the front of the stage.
"From the beginning." Monsieur Mosquito said flipping towards the song Maka was about to sing.
"Justin, this is doing nothing for my nerves." Stein said holing his temple.
"Oh shush she's very pretty." Justin said nodded as the girl looked sheepishly at him as she began to sing.
The whole stage stood watching silently as her beautiful voice projected through the room…
Think Of Me:
Think of me, think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while –
Soon the room began to change and Maka was now singing this in a beautiful white dress with her long light brown hair down and curled behind her. She smiled and sang as she watched the audience carefully, trying to remain calm.
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once again, you long to
take your heart back and be free
if you ever find a moment
spare a thought for me...
We never said our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember,
Stop and think of me...
Think of all the things
Although Maka was fully aware of the people watching her from above she didn't know that down below was a man watching her and listening so intently, his black cloak covered him from the moist air and his red eyes looked into the hole above to listen to her sing.
We've shared and seen -
Don't think about the ways
things might have been...
Think of me, think of me
waking silent and resigned
Imagine me, trying too hard
to put you from my mind
Recall those days,
look back on all those times
Thinks of the things, we'll never do
There will never be a day
when I won't think of you
As Maka sang she didn't notice the man in box eight who watched also her intently.
"Can it be?..." Kid said leaning forward
"Can it be Maka?" He smiled and started clapping
"Bravo!" He yelled
"Long ago, it seems so long ago, How young and innocent we were…She may not remember me, but I remember her!" Kid said smiling as he continued to watch her.
Flower fade, the fruit of summer fade
They have the season so do we
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think of me!
Maka finished singing and bowed as the crowd cheered and threw roses at her. Her green eyes shining beautifully as she left the stage.
How'd you like it!? I'm trying to tstick as close as I can with a mixture of the play/2004 movie. Review!