I would like to say Merci to the Fanfictioners out in the world who are reading this. In fact have a cookie.(::) R&R. Also I dedicate this Chapter to dogcake, who is one of my first fan fiction friends.

-Jenive's POV-

I'd have to say one thing, I love Paris! It has elegant food, beautiful scenery from the Eiffel Tower and it holds the best singers. The one thing I hate about it, I didn't have the money for any of it! My Aunt Heather decided to abandon me when I was 14 with little money, but that was 3 years ago. Now, with satchel on shoulder and scarf on neck, I walk on what I call The Ghost Street. It did give me chills but I usually kept going, but something made me stop, I heard chirping. I looked up to see if it was a bird but no luck, I heard the chirping again, it coming from The Rare Bird. I tugged on my tattered coat as it got colder and gained the courage to walk inside. It looked fairly abandoned as dust floated in the air and stuck on pieces of furniture. I saw a hole in a wall a few feet away from me, and when I mean a hole I mean a 7 foot hole with bricks scattered on the ground. I walked forward slightly and noticed a poster of an singing angel and a 7 foot guy with a guitar on the ground, making me curious. I sighed slightly and looked around some more, finding a broken comb, a broken mask, a white chapeaux and a blue scarf." I wonder who these belonged to?" I asked myself, mystery becoming a mist in my mind. I heard chirping again as I set the comb down. I placed the chapeaux on my head, replaced my grey scarf with the blue one and was able to get part of the broken mask on my face. I found a long mirror that was slightly cracked nearby the stage and took a long look at myself. The scarf and chapeaux matched with my slightly tattered light blue dress and the mask made me look like a female version of the Phantom of the Opera, Erik. I sighed then walked onto the stage and looked at the 'invisible' audience as I took a deep breath. Instead of breathing out, I gave a harmonic note, starting my song.

-Franceour's POV-

As I was talking to Charles, I felt a presence in the abandoned Cabaret. At first I just ignored it but I heard footsteps and a voice, ' I wonder who these belonged to?' I whipped my head to the voice and gave a chirp out of curiosity. I would usually go down and scare who ever it was out but this one was different from the others, this one was a lady. I watched as she put on the white chapeux as well as the scarf and mask but all I could of seen was her wavy black hair. I heard her give a small sigh before going up onto the stage and breath in deeply. I was expecting her to just breath out but instead she gave a beautiful harmonic note and started singing.

" Beneath in the Opera House
I know he's there
He's with me on the stage
He's everywhere
and do I sing again
For now I find
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside my mind..."

I smiled slightly as I listened to her sing the classical words of The Phantom of the Opera. Her voice was strong as well as powerful but yet it was sweet and light, almost like Lucille's. I shook my head of the thought and kept listening.

"In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
and speaks my name
and do I dream again
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind..."

As I listened to her, I somehow felt as if she was singing from her heart, the depths of her soul. I looked to her emerald eyes to notice small tears that she was wiping off.' So she is singing from her heart.' I thought as I keenly listened, soon suprised of the risen volume of her voice and the verse.

"Those who have seen your face draw back in fear,
I am the mask you wear
It's you they hear

Your spirit and my voice in one combined,
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind."

I gave a genuine smile as I clapped and chirpped. She had a beautiful voice, a golden voice as sweet and smooth as honey. She shook her head and looked up at me with wide eyes but there was one thing different in her reaction, when she saw me...

Cliffhanger! As all the Fantom Phans out there know, the song was the solo version of 'Phantom of the Opera'. I know I might never be as good as MightANT when it comes to this but it's worth trying. So please give me positive criticism, as in if It was good or if it needs a little work.

I don't own A Monster in Paris or Phantom of the Opera, only Jenive.