A/N this is my last chapter until someone REVEIWS! Okay my eyes are read from reading fics for hours, but my muses have enslaved me. So here goes. (just a note Dayle Christian cannot sing... she makes a horrible Christine...)
Chapter Two A Dream Come True At Last
After about five endless minutes of nostalgic drabble between Christine and Rauol, he finally left. Thank god, Gwen thought as she moved out of sight, knowing she'd been forgotten by Christine. After all her years of Phantom education Gwen should have known what would happen next, but her memories were still a little fuzzy and his voice caught her completely off guard.
"Insolent boy, this slave of fashion, basking in your glory! Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!" His voice was even more beautiful than any she had ever heard.
"Angel of music, speak I listen, stay by my side, guide me. Angel my soul was weak for give, enter at last master..."
"Flattering child you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide. Look at your face in the mirror, I am there inside!" If Gwen had thought that line beautiful before, it was heavenly now. That one line had always, been her favorite out of the whole movie. That one line held such pain and longing... Gwen looked up, to an empty room, while she'd been mesmerized by the angel's voice he and Christine had left. Gwen sighed and entered the secret door behind the mirror.
She could hear the Phantom singing in the distance.
"My power over you grows stronger yet..." She followed along the path; following the voices... she paused for a moment listening to the song...
"In all your fantasies you always knew... that man and mystery..."
"Are both in you..." "And in this Labyrinth where light is blind... the Phantom of the opera is there/here inside my/your mind" Gwen sighed longing to be the one singing with Erik. She heard Christine hit that one shrieking note and knew they were on the other side of the lake.
After a few seconds, she was at the lake, pondering how she was to cross it, when she saw a path around it... she had to hear him sing that haunting melody that she he would sing, since Andrew was obviously a physic, or she was dreaming one.
"I have brought you, to the seat of sweet music's throne..." He was almost ready to sing it; with that tantalizing voice... she had to see him...
After what felt like an eternity Gwen arrived just in time...
"Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses abandon their defenses . . .
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor . . .
Grasp it, sense it -tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away from the garish light of day, turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light -and listen to the music of the night . . .
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams!" Gwen closed her eyes letting his sweet seductive voice fill her soul... "Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar!
And you'll live as you've never lived before . . .
Softly, deftly, music shall surround you . . .
Feel it, hear it, closing in around you . . .
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, in this darkness which you know you cannot fight -the darkness of the music of the night . . .
Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world!
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me . . .
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication!
Touch me, trust me savor each sensation!
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write - the power of the music of the night . . .
You alone can make my song take flight - help me make the music of the night. . . ."
Gwen opened her eyes as the last note faded and found her self staring into eyes that were a deeper blue than she could ever have imagined. As she stared into these endless pools she saw sadness and pain, deeper than her own...
"Erik..." the name escaped her trembling lips as little more than a sigh.
"Why are you here?" He hissed...
"I...I wanted to know what you thought of my p-performance tonight, Angel..." Her voice was soft and shaking.
"I am not your Angel Melody Jayne! And never, I repeat never try to take my Christine's place again!" Gwen bit her lip in an attempt to keep from sobbing as tears trickled down her cheeks...
"I... I have displeased you then?" Her voice broke and she fell sobbing to the floor.
"Yes you have, greatly..." He spoke disdainfully and it broke Gwen's heart to her it.
"Oh Erik..." she sobbed. He paled and stared icily at the quivering mess before him.
"How do you know that name?"
"I just do ok." She said bitterly.
"Whatever you say child. Now, would you please be so kind as to compose your self, so that I may get a decent look at you?" Gwen rose, wiping tears from her face and dust her self off, before she met Erik's appraising gaze.
Erick looked of the girl that stood before him, matching his gaze shamelessly. Her green eyes were flashing with longing as she stared at him, something that caught him off guard, a girl longing for him? Clearly she did not know who she was looking at, the monster that he was... Her eyes were beautiful, such a deep, dark green... Her tear stained face was fair, milky white and her hair was a golden blond that glowed in the candle light like a halo... Erik shook his head to clear the lewd thoughts that had entered while was gazing at the curves of Melody's gorgeous body. How old was she now eighteen? Nineteen maybe? Her voice had been beautiful, but she had taken the place that should have been Christine's...
"So..." he said nervously, "I suppose I should take you back before they notice you are gone... god forbid you should get lost." He took her hand to lead her back and silly thing fainted in his arms!
A/N okay I'm tired and my eyes hurt from being on the comp to long, so this is the end of the chapter, I will NOT post the next chapter until I get at least one review... so please review and tell me what you thought.
