(A.n a special thanks too Jenna for letting me use a part of your story for the 1st chapie ! On with the second chapter)

After Vienna walked off stage she headed toward the theaters chapel , knowing that in this world

her father was dead and it would be the rite thing to light candle for him. Vienna went through this

process as if in a dream. This world was so amazing and new it was as she always dreamed. Vienna

was reeling god she still wondered if this was all real. As she lit a candle for her father and also she

lit an extra one for the angle or so he called him self who sent her there.

" Brava Brava" A voice out of the shadow said

"Angel?" Vienna asked I knew that voice and I could feel a hand on my shoulder

That was when the girl Meg walked in and gently grabbed Vienna's hand. They sat there in silence

for a couple of moments as Meg collected her thoughts and Vienna waited for the girl to collect her

thoughts. Finally she sang in a beautiful voice

Where in the world have you been hiding?

Really, you were perfect!

I only wish I knew your secret!

Who is this new tutor?

It was weird for Vienna because she couldn't think of an answer but then as if a muse spoke to her

the answer also came out in a song. This song was like a lullaby that she had never heard yet seemed

so natural.

Father once spoke of an angel . . .

I used to dream he'd appear . . .

Now as I sing, I can sense him . . .

And I know he's here . . . (trance-like)

Here in this room he calls me softly . . . somewhere inside . . . hiding . . .

Somehow I know he's always with me . . . he - the unseen genius . . .

Meg looked at her puzzled then once again sang her thoughts. This made Vienna want to laugh and

ask what was wrong with talking why did everything they said have to be sang. It was poposterus yet

at the same time seemed so rite.

Vienna, you must have been dreaming . . .

Stories like this can't come true . . .

Vienna, you're talking in riddles . . . and it's not like you . . .

Vienna decided it was worthless to think so she just let her body and brain do what they wanted and

went with the flow of what was happening.

Vienna: Angel of Music!

Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory!

Meg: (to herself) Who is this angel? This . . .

Both: Angel of Music!

Hide no longer!

Secret and strange angel . . .

They look at each other The moment is broken by the arrival of Giry. Meg gave Vienna a I have to

go look and will talk to you later while Madame Giry gently grabbed Vienna's hand leading her to

Carlotta's old rooms. There pace was quickened as they went through the people waiting to talk to

Vienna. Put Madam Giry quickly pulled her past every one into the room. Silently picking up a rose

with black ribbion she handed it to Vienna.

" He is pleased with you" Madam Giry said handing Vienna the rose then quietly left the

room.

Making their way towards the dressing room, the MANAGERS in high spirits, bearing champagne.

Both very pleased with them selves. Then Raoul walked up to the mangers with a quiet smile on his

face. He still couldn't believe that the person on stage was Vienna it had been a very long time.

"Richard, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss Shaylee!" Andre said

" If you like we can make an arrangement for you too meet her" Richard said

"Gentlemen if you wouldn't mind. This is one visit I should prefer to make unaccompanied." Raoul

said walking in.

Vienna who had been staring at the rose in front of her still couldn't believe she was in the Phantom

of the opera and now she had sang in front of hundreds of people. The feeling was amazing. She

was broken out of her thought by the door opening.

"Little Lotte let her mind wander . . ." Raoul started to say

" It has been a long time since I have heard that but please we were children and Little Lotte is

gone." Vienna said

It was weird how these words came to her and she was able to talk to these people as if she had

known them her whole like even though she hadn't. Then she remembered the letter and things

seemed to be a little clearer. Raoul looked at her in surprise because he knew when they were little

she had always loved that story an to be called little lotte.

" You were amazing and sang like a Angel but I think it is time for supper would you do me the

honor of joining me?" Raoul asked

Vienna looked once again at the rose and remembered what was to happen next and either way she

wouldn't have gone with Raoul any ways. This was the pompous rich guy that the was originally

chosen and Vienna knew that he would never be her choice.

" No thank you I am tiered and am not hungry so I don't think I will join you but have a good

night." Vienna said

" Not even dessert so we can catch up it has been a long time" Raoul said

" No thanks good night" Vienna said gently pushing Raoul out of the room

After such a incredible night Vienna was tiered so she changed into a beautiful white night gown

( As seen in the movie). She love the way the fabric felt on her skin it made her feel like a princess.

It was then all the lights went out even the candles she had lit. Then a sweet voice came out of no

were.

PHANTOM'S VOICE:

Insolent boy!

This slave of fashion basking in your glory!

Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!

Vienna felt her body shiver she knew who that voice was. The Phantom had finally came the thing

she had been waiting for. Once again it seemed as if the words came to her.

Angel! I hear you! Speak - I listen . . .

Stay by my side, guide me!

Angel, my soul was weak - forgive me . . .

Enter at last, Master!

PHANTOM'S VOICE:

Flattering child, you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide!

Look at your face in the mirror

I am there inside!

Angel of Music!

Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory!

Angel of Music!

Hide no longer!

Come to me, strange angel...

PHANTOM"S VOICE:

I am your Angel ...

Come to me: Angel of Music ...

Slowly Vienna gave into it she let the music slowly put her into a trance. She took the hand that was

given to her and slowly walked into the opened part of the mirror. Her heart was rushing and this

felt so0o0o rite. The world around her seemed to move. The muse that had been haunting her came

back to her as a song popped into her head.

In sleep he sang to me.

In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
and speaks my name

The word which she had been thinking came out of her mouth verbalized. Vienna couldn't help but

be drawn toward the Phantom and not because her trance like state she was in.

And do I dream again
for now I find
the phantom of the opera is here
Inside my mind

Then the Phantom answered her.

Phantom:
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet

And though you turn from me
to glance behind
The Phantom of the opera is there
inside your mind

And so they sang as they came into his layer. Vienna found it beautiful full of candles and other

such things. The Phantom gently stepped off the boat leaving Vienna there. Once again he started to

singing to her putting her back into a blissful trance.( Hopefully you all now the song is The Music

of the Night). During the song he had gently helped her out of the boat and was holding her. Vienna

who had a long day passed out in exhaustion in the Phantom's arms. The Phantom gently layed

her on a beautiful Swan bed. As he went to walk away she grabbed his hand and quietly mumbled

don't leave me. So carefully crawling into bed he lay next to Vienna who inturn snuggled against

him laying her head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. The Phantom scarcely

breathed and merely looked at the beautiful girl in his arms. It had been a long time since any

one had touched him and it was an odd sensational feeling and he knew then that this girl was his

soul and the thing he had missing his whole life.

A shadow looked at the pair laughing. The man was tall with dark hair and percing blue eye's. He

called himself an angel but he was far from it. He was merely here doing redemption for all the sins

that he had created so long. The man saw man the Phantom was because the Phantom was exactly

like himself. He would not let another human go through what he had too. That was why he had

sent the girl here. He went against every rule that had been given to save the lonely so much like

himself from a fate worse then death. He knew in the end it would all be well. Leaning over he

kissed the girl more like a child yet a women wishing her well promising to come back if needed.