Ch. 1 the Phantom

Grell woke up in a rather large flat in Paris. He thought there was no one but then he heard a voice call out. "So you have awaked follower of death." Grell gulped and looked around wondering where the voice came from. He then was met with the half masked face of a man with lovely blue eyes and nice black hair. Grell said "My name is Grell Sutcliff…who are you?" the half masked man said "the Phantom of the Opera, or Opera Ghost." Grell nodded and said "you live alone?" The Phantom nodded sadly and said "yes I do." Grell asked "don't mean to sound arrogant but why?" the phantom slowly removed his mask and reviled his heavily scarred face. Grell smiled a toothy smile and said "Why do you hide such a lovely face?" The Phantom was taken aback, no one not ever had said his face was lovely scars and all. Grell smirked and said "Just by your face O.G. I take it the world has hated you all because of your lovely face."

The Phantom let out a throaty laugh and said "I like you already Grell Sutcliff. Your one of the few who did not cringe at my face." A smirk and a smile were exchanged between to two men. There was so much in store for them over the years. Neither knew then that the fates cast the die in their favor.