This next chapter was written with CarelessAngel16 and Sandal Walker's ideas in mind. At first I was going to use a friend friend but I decided not to because Sandal Walker gave me a great idea. I really wanted to put Nadir in my story somewhere but I never had a good place to insert him in La Rose de l'Esprit.
You all are so helpful. I'm amazed at how many ideas I get each time! =D
I know this isn't really Nadir Khan in this story but he supposedly looks and acts a lot like him. His character is a little off in this chapter but just you wait.
I chose the name Naser Khan. I hope no one used it before but if they did I'm sorry that I had the same idea. Naser means: assistant; friend.
As for the contest that ends today! There was only one contestant that actually wrote and finished their story and posted it. Iluvhorses1997 with Not Raoul. I was a little disappointed there wasn't at least two people in the contest. I'm sure a lot of you were very busy though. MusicalRozza999 tried but she never got the chance to write hers.
So congrats to Iluvhorses1997! Go read her story Le Garcon Masque! It's great. Me and her are also cowriting a story called Out of the Tv. It's a POTO/Phantom Stallion crossover.
Chapter 9:
Strong arms grabbed onto me from behind and another scream erupted from my lips. "Erik, help!" I squeaked, when a hand came up to cover my mouth.
A muffled gasp escaped when the owner of the hand pulled me against his chest, snuggly. I immediately began to struggle like a madwoman.
"Emma! Ssh!" Erik's voice silenced and stilled me.
I slumped against him in relief. He must have been the shadow. I pulled his hand off my mouth and began to shout, "You scared me! I saw a shadow and-. Oof!"
Erik immediately clamped his hand down over my mouth again. "I advise you to keep quiet unless you want to alert our intruder. It wasn't I you saw." He whispered into my ear.
I tensed. Someone was in the house? Who could it be?
"Stay here," Erik commanded me. He sounded just like he did before we fell in love with each other. He was again the Opera Ghost and he craved vengeance.
I stood frozen to the spot as he flung the door open and barged in.
I heard Erik gasp, "Nadir Khan? What are you doing here?"
Without thinking I walked over to stand beside Erik to see why he was gasping.
I never knew what Nadir Khan was supposed to really look like but this was as close as I ever expected.
Dark skin and rich black hair. His eyes were brown with a green hue. He was the same age as Erik it seemed if not maybe a little younger. Though I always thought he was older then Erik but I guess not.
And then the supposed Nadir froze and then stared at us like we were crazy. "My name isn't Nadir and I don't know who the devil you two are, but you're in my house." The Persian crossed his arms. He had a royal air about him somehow and I felt slightly intimidated.
"Your house?" Erik barked in mock surprise. "This house is a rundown mess!"
"Yes, I know. I bought it not but a few days ago. I've been trying to get it ready. I should have the power on by tomorrow." He gave us a 'get out of my house now' look.
Erik crossed his arms, not buying into this man's cockiness. "If you're not Nadir then pray tell, who are you?" he raised a visible eyebrow.
"I should be asking you who you are! Not the other way around. And if you must know, my name is Naser Khan." He took a step toward us.
I shrank back against Erik, wondering what he might do.
"Naser Khan?" Erik huffed. "Well you look an awful lot like Nadir Khan." He looked down at me and then back at Naser.
"As a matter of fact my great great grandfather's name was Nadir Khan. I know you couldn't possibly have known him. You must be thinking of someone else." Naser tapped his foot impatiently. "Now are you going to get out of my house or will I have to call the police?"
Erik looked to be deep in thought but he was quick to reply. "My wife and I found this place vacant and abandoned. We stay here because we have nowhere else to go."
"Well you certainly don't expect me to allow you to stay! Even if I'm not staying here myself yet." Naser growled.
"Why not?" Erik looked bored with this conversation.
It was like they already knew each other even though they couldn't have.
Naser scoffed. "Have you had a look in the mirror lately?"
Erik stiffened beside me and I gulped.
Naser just stroke a nerve where he shouldn't have.
And then suddenly Erik had Naser by the throat. "Don't ever question the mask." He hissed and even I shivered in fear.
Naser's eyes were as big as saucers but he nodded. He didn't look so intimidating now that Erik had him.
"Now can we stay?" Erik hissed again in such power I almost expected Naser to fall on his knees.
"You may," Naser choked out before Erik let him go.
Naser quickly scrambled to his feet keeping a few feet away from us.
I only stood there gapping. I hadn't said a word since we discovered this man.
Naser glared at me. "But if you or your pregnant wife cause any ruckus. You are out in an instant." He growled and stalked off.
Erik's arm wrapped around me possessively. "How irritating."
I only stared after the Persian in wonder.
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