Love Never Dies

Disclaimer: this musical doesn't belong to me, but to Andrew Lloyd Webber and its creators. This is another idea from PhantomFanGirl, but she let me use it, so I'm grateful to her for that. Now this story is going to take a couple of twists and turns.

Twist 1: Christine's twin sister and the Phantom do the whole Beneath a Moonless Sky thing.

Twist 2: Christina (until we think of a better name) has a daughter named Madeleine.

Twist 3: Christine overhears the whole BAMS exchange between the two.

Twist 4: Someone from OUR world gets involved in this story.

Twist 5: The cast has been chosen by us, yes. There will be some cast members from other versions you've seen.

Cast of Characters:

The Phantom- John Owen Jones

Christine De Chagny- African American (someone new)

Raoul de Chagny- Joseph Milson

Gustave de Chagny- Harry Child

Christina Daae- African American (someone new; OC)

Madame Giry- Maria Mercedes

Meg Giry- Summer Strallen

Please enjoy the story! This first chapter is in Erik's POV during the Beneath a Moonless Sky conversation.

Chapter 1: "Ten Long Years"

Erik had never seen such a beautiful, passionate woman such as the one he was gazing at through the glass doors. Her black curly hair was pinned up in a beautiful bun. Her white dress looked as elegant as her skin. She looked as pristine as the angel she was. He thought all of these things about his first love Christine, but she left him for her childhood sweetheart Raoul. What was so great about the Vicomte? He was nothing but a prissy rich boy who squirmed his way into Christine's life and ultimately her heart. It was because of him and his fiancé that Christina was not by his side now. He remembered the night like it was yesterday…

"Masquerade…

Paper faces on parade…

Masquerade…

Hide your face- so the world will never find you…"

Erik knelt down next to the musical monkey, heartbreak and sadness etching in his voice. He held his hand over the musical monkey's face as if to describe his very existence.

He heard the sound of a wedding dress swishing, and he turned to see his beloved standing before him, her face distraught and hurt. She slowly lifted her hand, removed the ring, and held it out for him to take.

His hand grasped hers in a loving manner as he sung out the four words he wanted to say ever since Christina found her way into his heart, "Christina, I love you…"

And then she was out of his life again. She cried as she glanced in-between Raoul and Christine, and himself. She turned to him and gave him one final kiss, before she broke away from his hold and ran from the lair, still crying as she went into Christine's arms, crying.

It sent a wave of anger through him. How dare they keep his beloved from him! Everyone thought their story was over, except for Erik and Christina. Christina had found him a few years after the fiasco, and they ended having a night of love, passion, and desire. Erik loved the feeling of her skin against his and Christina loved everything he had to give in return. But as his angel was asleep in his arms beside him, he knew he had to leave her. It wasn't that he didn't want to be with her; he loved her with all his heart as she was his heart. But because he was born with this cursed deformity, he couldn't bear her gaze on it. Don Juan was a prime example.

"Christina, that's all I ask of…"

Then his true face was unveiled through the act of Christine removing his mask and wig, for all, even his Christina to see. Unable to bear the wrenching sight of her gazing at him in astonishment, he took her under his cloak and fled from the theater.

Now it was his time to shine. The past was behind him. Now, it was time to focus on the present.

He had the doors and smoke flash the doors open and announce his entrance. He gazed at the young woman's back and noticed it tense as she realized she was no longer alone in the room. She slowly turned around and looked at him in shock, and he could register how beautiful she had become in the past ten years. Her facial features had become more firm but still held that gentle hold; her eyes had become more vibrant, and her glasses made her look even more beautiful.

He started to walk in the room towards her and she slowly backs away with every step he takes. Erik knows it's because she is still upset and angry for leaving ten years ago, has had no contact with her since, and she thought he was dead. That was ample reason to have anger.

Christina's back reached the piano behind her, but she stopped by the left side before she replied.

"So it was all an empty lie…

One final lie to fool us all…

To make your death our story's end…

To put your life beyond recall…"

She saw his work on the music stand and lifted it for him to see, and whispered angrily,

"How dare you try and claim me now!

Invade my life- ensnare my voice!"

"If you could know the pain I've known, then you would know I had no choice…" As he neared her, he could see her eyes begin to tear up and lose some of their anger, and Erik immediately felt really terrible for how he acted and left without any warning. "My Christina…"

"Your Christina…" she answered through tears.

"I was yours one brief night long ago…

Long ago, with a man that I no longer know!"

Erik then let a little of his irritation appear in his demeanor over this whole ordeal. He wasn't the only one who made choices. She did too. He was hoping she would come and look for him during the past years they were apart, but he never heard a sign or a word from her once, not even a letter! She went back to that fop and her sister and watched them get married. And still, no word from her!

"Ah Christina…

You came and found where I hid…

Don't you deny that you did!

That long ago night..."

He saw her anger completely falter as the realization dawned on her that all of this started because she desperately missed him and wanted to see him so much. That happened to be his desire as well, and as a result their sensual, sexual night was born.

In a few strides, he was behind her and had his arms around her body, and she leaned her head into his touch. He began to caress her body in a sexual way as his melodic voice was by her ear.

"Once there was a night beneath a moonless sky…

Too dark to see a thing- too dark to even try…"

Christina stayed in his touch as they enjoyed each other's company. Erik was so relieved in this moment, even though his love was furious with him, he was content with the fact she was in his arms, and her touches heightened her senses.

"I stole to your side, tormented by my choice…

I couldn't see your face- yet trembled at your voice…

And I touched you…"

She lifted her hand to slide down Erik's mask, and he remembered that all too familiar feeling when he tried to seduce Christine the first time he brought her to his lair.

"And I felt you…" he responded as he sighed into her touch.

"And I heard those ravishing refrains…" their voices blending together for an intoxicating melody.

"The music of your pulse…" Christina sang as she felt Erik's hands begin to continuously run up and down her body.

"The singing in your veins…" Erik added as he still sung into her ear.

"And I held you…"

"And I touched you…"

"And embraced you…"

"And I felt you…"

"And with every breath and every sigh…"

"I felt no longer scared…" Christina sang as Erik turned her to face him. Erik could look into Christina's eyes and tell she never regretted that night, and he didn't either. Their faces leaned closer as if they wanted to kiss, their lips almost touching.

"I felt no longer shy…" Erik answered as he moved his hands to caress her face.

"At last our feelings bared beneath a moonless sky…"

"And blind in the dark as soul gazed into soul-

I looked into your heart, and saw you pure and whole…" She continued to gaze and touch Erik's mask. His mask was off that night when they made love. He was bare that night, but he didn't feel whole. Not without her by his side.

"Cloaked under the night, with nothing to suppress…" He spun her around once more, and began to fondle her with hands as he did during The Point of No Return. His sensual, musical fingers began to linger across her breasts, her head, and her waist, and he could feel her shiver in pleasure under his touch, and he smiled as he knew he ignited the old flame within her. "A woman and a man- no more and yet no less..."

"And I kissed you…" He then began to kiss every part of her body he could kiss until he reached her neck, and held her head back as he began to kiss every part of her neck.

"And caressed you…" she answered back as she felt him remove his lips from her neck, and once more was turned around, and it was she who began caressing him, igniting a fire of passion. He didn't want her to stop, but he knew if she didn't, there was no way he could control himself.

"And the world around us fell away…

We said things in the dark we never dared to say…"

"And I caught you…" Erik gripped her waist and moved her closer.

"And I kissed you…"

"And I took you..."

"And I begged you…"

"With a need too urgent to deny…

And nothing mattered then- except for you and I…

Again and then again- beneath a moonless sky…"

Now was the time when their night of passion was over and Erik had to deliver the terrible truth of why he left. Not that he would blame her for being upset. She wakes up to tell him she is ready to stay with him, and he was no longer there. He could imagine the heartache she must have had to endure.

"And when it was done- before the sun could rise…" Erik pulled away from their touch, and squeezed her hands tenderly before turning away, touching his mask.

"Ashamed of what I was- afraid to see your eyes…

I stood while you slept, and whispered a goodbye…

And slipped into the dark beneath a moonless sky…"

Erik could still remember the night that changed them both. He remember stroking Christina's soft, yet disheveled curly hair, while deciding he couldn't stay with her once more. He couldn't bear to see her on the run with him, as he was still a wanted man in Paris for the crimes at the Opera House, and for kidnapping the very woman he had sex with. He gave her a long lingering kiss on her lips before moving himself from the bed to get dressed. He then turned to make sure his muse was asleep before taking his leave. Noticing she hadn't awoken since he made his arrangements, he gave her one final kiss on the forehead, before slipping into the shadows once more.

He felt his coat being gripped and her slender head against his back as she belted out her feelings for him.

"And I loved you!

Yes, I loved you!

I'd have followed anywhere you led!

I woke to swear my love- and found you gone instead!"

"And I loved you!"

"Oh, I loved you!"

"And I left you!" Erik placed his hands on hers in an iron grip, trying to get her to understand his reason for leaving.

"How I loved you!"

"And I had to- both of us knew why!"

"We both knew why!"

"And yet I won't regret from now until I die…

The night I can't forget beneath a moonless sky…"

"And now…" Erik asked, waiting for Christina to say it wasn't over between them, for her to say it was alright to start again, but what he got was the complete opposite. He felt empty air again as he realized she had removed her hands from his.

"How can you talk of now?

For us…there is no now."

So that was it? There was nothing anymore? The music, the love, the passion, everything was gone? No. Erik refused to believe it. It wasn't over. For his, and most importantly, Christina's sake, it would never be over.

Ok, that was the first chapter. Please send your reviews and thoughts. We'll update as soon as we can. Send your ideas for the second chapter, about which songs and POV it would be in. We thought to do a drabble where Christine hears this conversation going on, but then we decided against it because it would be inappropriate on Christine's part. So again, please leave your ideas and reviews, you will get credit for your ideas!

-IsisFlower381