A.N: Wow! Two chapters in one day. New record. Hope you enjoy this chapter as well and there will be an excerpt from the next chapter at the bottom so read it afterwards.

Disclaimer: I do not own P.O.T.O or Erik (sighs). I do own Rose, Eltoin, and Remin though. So no stealie.

Chapter 1. A new occupant at the Opera House

It was a breezy fall day when a young woman about the age of 21 walked into the Paris Opera House in awe at her surroundings. She held her flute case to her chest protectively and put her other bags on the ground. She took in all of her surroundings very carefully and noticed that this would be the perfect place to practice her skills.

She looked around once more to check if anyone was near and when she saw no one she took out her flute and started playing it very gently coaxing out an exquisite tune. She closed her eyes and started to play a piece that suggested joy in a new place, and as she danced to her tune a pair of burning eyes stared at her in the rafters.

'Who is this girl' he thought to himself as he saw a girl playing a flute and making the air in the Opera House soar with her music. She was quite beautiful with light brown hair that went to her waist and two locks of hair framed her small petitie face perfectly enhancing her features.Her face was lovely and she had a cute nose witha full mouth thatwasblowing air into the flute and creating beautiful music.She also had a slim figure that suggested grace and poise. He couldn't see her eyes since they were closed but by the way she was playing and dancing Erik could tell already that she had a fire within her eyes.

He closed his own eyes soon and swayed gently in time to the music thinking once again how innocent and beautiful it sounded. When the music ceased he looked down and saw that the girl had put her flute away and she was turned in his direction. He had been right, her eyes were a crystal blue shade in color and in them he saw a fire burning in them with determination, mischief, and if he wasn't mistaken a slight sadness. 'This girl will make an interesting play toy.' He thought to himself smiling slightly. The girl shivered as if in fright, shocking him greatly. Before he could confuse himself further he disappeared back to his home, to find out all about this strange new girl.

The girl had stopped playing and had felt a presence watching her making her shiver. Suddenly that feeling was gone making her look even closer into the shadows of the Opera House. 'Wonder what that could've been?' she thought to herself.

A man came to her suddenly from the entrance and stared at her quite startled. "Who are you, and what business do you have here? If you have no business here you'd better go stay somewhere else girl." The girl in question put her hands on her hips and stared menacingly at the man, " My name is Rose, and my business here is that I wished to ask the manager of this Opera House if I could get a job here and maybe a place to stay."

The man smiled and pulled her toward another door further down the hallway to the right. "My dear I'm sorry, I'm the manager to this establishment and I would be happy to give you a job and a place to stay."

Rose went back for her flute and her bag and followed after the manager. " My name is Monsieur Remin and by chance what occupation would you like to have?" he asked good-naturedly after they had managed to get to his office. " I was hoping that I could get a job doing something from the catwalks actually," the girl said calmly.

The manager looked at the girl like she was crazy but stifled his look when he noticed the girl staring at him strangely. " I'm sorry Madame but did I hear you correctly when you said you wanted to work in the catwalks?" The girl just smiled and calmly said yes.

Remin sighed but decided what could be the harm in giving this girl the job, nobody else in his or her right mind would want to...except this one strange girl. "Very well you can work in helping to set up backdrops with the help of Monsieur Eltoin." Rose just beamed happily and nodded.

In less than twenty minutes they had a contract up to ensure that the girl was a member of the Paris Opera House family. In only a few more hours the rumor of a new occupant of the Opera House was being spread and Rose was happily being escorted to her new room. However no one knew of the staring eyes of one curious Phantom.

A.N: So how you like? Review please I'm begging you... And now for the excerpt from the next chapter.

She saw a shadowy figure watching her, but it disappeared quickly. 'Probably one of the nightwalkers' she thought to herself as she continued her ascent of the stairs. When she got onto one of the narrow catwalks she felt it sway with her weight but instead of it scaring her she sighed in happiness. She closed her eyes and a few tears started to escape her eyes. The figure she had seen earlier was above her on the next level of rafters and he saw the tears that fell out of her eyes.