Don't worry I haven't forgotten about May Broken Hearts Mend. The chapter got delted on that one so I have to rewrite it is all.
It was one of those winter's nights when the wind was blowing as hard as the snow was falling. People were rushing to get home as quickly as they could no matter how much they slipped and slid on the slush.
The only one who was moving at a reasonably slow pace was a tall figure clad in a black hooded cape. No would could see much of his features due to the fact that the snow was so thick and that he was holding the hood of the cape over his face. Nobody thought much of the fact that he was hiding his face. Who wouldn't after all in this cold? But what they didn't know that he wasn't just holding the hood over his face against the cold but also to hide the black mask that he wore on his face. If they saw such a mask then they certainly would stare and that's what he hated the most. People had always stared at him.
But tonight they weren't staring at him. Instead they were staring at a certain woman who was acting very strangely. It wasn't that she was running threw the streets because everyone was doing that. No it was the fact that she looked bedraggled and almost mad as she did.
Suddenly however during her constant running she slipped on the slush and fell headlong into the caped man sending them both sprawling onto the ground.
The man shoved the woman off him and sat up glaring at her from underneath his hood. "You should watch where you're mademoiselle," He said with just a tint of annoyance in his voice. "If you haven't noticed it's very slippery."
The woman sat up as well and looked at him with wide indigo eyes that seemed to burn like a fire. They would have been beautiful those eyes if they didn't seem to have a crazed look to them.
"Please!" The woman said. "Please take it!"
"What are you talking about?" The man asked now looking at her anxiously.
"Please!" The woman said. "Take it please!"
"Take what?!" The man demanded sharply. "I cannot you answer you if I do not know what this thing is!"
"It's this!" The woman said thrusting out her arms. The man looked down into her outstretched arms and saw what appeared to be a bundle of cloth.
"Why are you so desperate to rid yourself of a blanket?" The man asked with one finely raised eyebrow.
"No!" The woman said. "No! That's not what it is!" With shaky hands she moved away a part of the cloth and then looked away with closed eyes as though she couldn't stand to look at what lay inside.
The man looked down at the bundle to see what had caused such fear in the woman and got quite a shock.
It was a baby that lay inside the bundle and yet it was no normal baby. The soft skin of its face was twisted up and sunken in almost like that of a skull's.
"You want me to take a baby?" The man said looking back up at the woman.
"Yes!" The woman said. "I don't want it!" She shoved the baby at the man as though it had burned her. She was lucky that the man had fast reflexes or else the baby would have fallen onto the ground.
"I can't take this!" The man said holding out the bundle to the woman but she roughly shoved it away with tears in her eyes.
"No!" She said. "Don't try and give me that thing! I hate it!"
"You hate your own child?" The man said. The words brought back memories to him. Memories of a woman whose bitter eyes only showed hate as she thrust a mask at him.
"Of course I do!" The woman said. "Who wouldn't? How could anyone love such a disgusting thing?!" The man's teeth gritted together and he clutched the baby to him tightly to him.
"I could," He said. The woman looked at him in surprise.
"You what?" She said. The man stood up and looked down at the woman with a glare as cold as the snow falling around him.
"I will love this child whom you hate so much," He said. A huge smile broke out across the woman's face.
"Really?" She said and the relief in her voice made the man hate her even more.
"Yes," He said. "Now get out of my sight. If I see you again I swear I will kill you." The woman's eyes flashed with fear and she nodded before rushing off.
She had no way of knowing that she had just given away her child away to the Phantom of the Opera.
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Ja ne!
Redluna