Watch It Burn...

A/N:Sorry for the long time in updating! Well here it is, because to be honest...I've left Lucy out of the picture for too long..shes gotta shine too :D (cough) Anyway, here it is let me know what you think! Sidenotes:

xJill Lovett: I agree with you...and glad you like it! Dont worry, they'll get a kiss eventually! :3 Oh, and I dont think anyone is to fond of Lucy either hehehe ;D

BreeBabeWWETNA: I like the rival gang idea :D but sadly we cant get rid of her that easily, I hope this chapter is to your liking :D

trrmo77:Honestly...I just think she'll get the Phantom mad...I mean if she suggests getting rid of his organ in order to replace it with a plasma I think the world might end...XD If you want to see anything happen or a particular situation between those two let me know and I'll see if I can fit it in here!

IrelandSavage:You can never have to many 'a's my dear XD

Nevermore8:If you ever do draw it up I would love to see it, and ever since you said that I can almost picture the Phantom singing some of those lines as well XD

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"Do it again, watch your landing on the last jump," the Phantom scolded as Monica sighed. She blew a strand of hair from her face and checked her ankle before starting the routine again.

The Phantom sat in the first row of the theater watching her every move with a critical eye. Kiri sat next to him glancing at Monica and then at him from time to time with a worried expression on her face.

Monica on the other hand tried to block out the man sitting a few feet away from her and started to run through the difficult routine without messing up. She got halfway through it with the Phantom grimacing here and there before he stared to correct her once more.

"Keep your leg up on that turn!" he barked as she lost her concentration upon hearing the harsh tone and ended up falling sideways. She hissed between gritted teeth and kept her head down. She didn't dare look up for she knew she would glare at the Phantom if she so much as looked at him.

"Fraulien, are you ok?" she heard Kiri's horrified voice call out before she picked up her head to look at the child standing next to the Phantom who remained seated with a straight face.

"I'm fine, liebe," Monica told her masking the pain in her voice as her eyes started to tear up. She held back a groan when she shifted on the harsh ground irritating her bruises further. Kiri kept her wide eyes on her mother before turning to see the Phantom who merely remained still his eyes locked on the woman on stage.

"That is enough for today," she heard the Phantom say as Fleur started to pick up the various sheets of music in front of him. He stared to get up from the piano where he had been playing for over three hours before Monica's voice stopped him.

"Play it again, Fleur," she told him as he turned to look at the Phantom for orders. Monica managed to pick herself up with difficulty while he looked at his master for further instructions. Several more bruises on her arms and legs became visible once she was standing, they marked the number of falls she had during the past few days.

"That is enough," the Phantom told her as his jaw clenched warningly. His eyes briefly scanned her weak form on the stage; he didn't want to push her any further. He had already lost sleep due to seeing the harsh purple and black bruises adorning her skin due to him interrupting her time and time again.

Monica managed to catch a glimpse of guilt on his face as he looked at her which only upset her further. He treated her as if she were a glass ballerina, afraid of breaking her if he pushed her too hard. She looked at Fleur with a defiant face while he stared back scared of disobeying the Opera Ghost.

"Play the damn song, Fleur," she ordered with a stronger voice ignoring the Phantom's piercing gaze as she said those words. Fleur nearly jumped out of his skin when he turned to look at the Phantom and saw the warning glance the specter was giving him.

Monica walked over to the edge of the orchestra pit and crouched on the edge of it in order to look down at Fleur who kept glancing at the keys of the piano stuck in between two opposing forces.

"I'll deal with him later, Fleur," she told him as he glanced up at her and then caught sight of some of the bruises that poked out of her clothing despite her attempts to hide them. She caught him staring and pulled her sleeves down further in order to cover some of the nastier looking bruises.

"Very well, mademoiselle," Fleur told her nodding and sitting back down as he opened the book he had picked up full of sheets with notes written all over them. He made a mental note to avoid looking at the fuming Opera Ghost.

Monica picked up where she had left off with more determination without glancing at the Phantom who by now was practically seething next to Kiri who tried to calm him down by poking his shoulder and offering him a toothy smile. It seemed to help if only for a moment as he watched Monica go through the routine once more.

She made sure she made all of the corrections that he had pointed out; she finished with an impossible turn and jump combination that would have scared any other dancer to attempt in her weakened state.

Kiri immediately stood up and clapped while the Phantom remained silent when she looked to him for approval. He would never ask her to dance in such a state, and she had defied him once more and gone through with it nonetheless.

She frowned as he stood up without saying another word and started to head back down to the lair before her phone went off causing him to halt in his tracks.

"Lucy?" Monica answered as the woman on the other line tried to sound as frantic as humanly possible.

"What…I'll be right there," Monica answered before hanging up. She looked at Kiri and grimaced, from what she had heard she didn't want Kiri to be there if Jack was going to be present as well.

"I have to go home, liebe," Monica told her as Kiri rushed to her side with tears in her eyes.

"But I want to stay with Erik," Kiri cried hugging Monica tightly.

"I know," Monica whispered in her ear before she looked at the Phantom who stood a few feet away with a straight face, "I have to go, it's an emergency…can you please watch her…just for one hour or two?" Monica asked him as he stepped back.

"Where are you going, and why is the child not able to follow?" he asked her as she bit her bottom lip. He was going to get answers out of her one way or another no matter how hard she tried to cover up the reason for her leaving.

"It's Jack, and the other gang of bikers," she told him as he clenched his jaw.

"No," he replied almost immediately. She sighed in discontent and pleaded with him but his expression never changed.

"I have to solve this problem, I can't sit back and let it get out of control," she told him as he continued to watch her with a blank expression.

"No," he told her once more knowing full well the risks that came with letting her go. There was always the chance of losing her and that was too much to bare, he couldn't even bring himself to think of what he would do without her.

"I need to do this, please," she begged as he voice cracked at the end. She was losing precious time, the more time the Jackals spent in her territory the risk of them running into her gang grew. The last thing she needed was for a shootout to occur or for her to lose one of her men.

The Phantom looked down at Kiri who clung on to his cape and stared up at Monica with fearful eyes. He understood what the poor child must have gone through every time her parents put on their jackets and headed out. The fear of them never returning was always there, until one day her fears had come true.

Now she was going through the same thing with Monica, having to bare with the pain of letting her go knowing she might not return.

"I will be back, I promise," she told him as he looked at her with a concerned look. She cupped his cheek as he breathed out slowly and nodded. She managed a weak smile before dropping her hand and crouching to hug Kiri who remained attached to the Phantom's cape for comfort.

"I will come back before you know it, liebe," Monica told her as Kiri flung herself at Monica and hugged her for dear life.

"Please come back, mami," she whispered into her mother's ear before letting go. Monica rushed over to the side of the stage and slipped on her boots and jacket before glancing back at the Phantom and blowing him a kiss and waving goodbye to Kiri.

She practically rushed out of the theatre and mounted her bike as she slipped on her gloves and drove away as she practically flew through traffic narrowly avoiding a couple of collisions due to her skipping red lights. The further she went out towards her house however the cars seemed to decrease and the road was free allowing her to pick up her speed.

As she got closer to her house however she could immediately tell something was off. The air around her started to get darker and darker despite the moon shining above her, and the stench of burning wood reached her nose which only sent her into a panic mode as she drove up to her home and nearly fell off of her bike in horror.

Flames rose up around the home she had once shared with her family, the bikers all around her shouting orders to put the fire out were drowned out as ashes fell from the sky all around her mingling in her hair and clothes.

"Judas…what happened?" Monica choked out catching the attention of several bikers as the one in question practically ran up to her and hugged her tightly.

"Jesus Christ! We all thought you were dead!" he exclaimed holding her close to him as the panic that had been present diminished for a moment.

"Didn't Lucy call you? I was in the city…" she told him as he paled considerably now that she was present and out of harm's way.

"Shit…someone call Lucifer and Gabriel!" A biker in the back shouted upon spotting her as Monica looked to Judas for answers.

"Well you see, we all thought you and Kiri were in there," he started, "word got out that we couldn't stop the fire…and Lucifer stormed out of the bar followed by Gabriel blaming himself for this," he told her as Monica brought up a hand to her mouth upon realizing what he was trying to tell her.

"Where did he go, where is he Judas?" she asked horrified shaking the biker in front of her as the tears finally fell. Everything caught up to her; the crackling flames in the background only proved to her that this wasn't a dream, that it was all real.

Her horses had managed to get out of the stables and were running loose out on the acres behind the house neighing madly when she suddenly remembered the rest of her animals.

"Oh my god! My dogs!" she cried out as she broke loose of Judas' hold and ran towards the house. She managed to get close but Joker managed to hook an arm around her waist and swing her away from the roaring flames that were close to licking her flesh as she struggled in his grasp.

To make matters worse barks were heard from within the house followed by desperate whines and cries from the pair of Rottweilers before they went silent. The hand that she had been holding out dropped as she realized they were now dead, along with all of her snakes and belongings.

"Sorry, babe," Joker whispered to her as she remembered her current predicament and stopped struggling.

"Who did this?" she asked in a cold voice as Joker glanced down at the woman in her arms and released her knowing she wouldn't try to run back into the house.

"Jackals, word is they've been hanging around hunting down Jack…someone told them they had seen him around this area, naturally they thought he was hiding out with you so they decided to take out two birds with one stone," he told her as she nodded.

She walked over to her bike as she left her burning house behind. The bikers that she passed by all bowed their heads in respect while the smell of burnt wood lingered around them.

She mounted her bike once more with a cold look in her eyes as she turned to Joker, "Take care of my horses, make sure nothing happens to them…inform the rest of the gang, I don't want anyone acting stupidly," she told him before she revved up her bike. The deafening roar caused several men to step back before Judas looked at his leader.

"Where are you going?" he asked her as she turned to him with a disturbing blank expression.

"To check on the devil himself," she told him before skidding and turning her bike around in order to drive over to Lucifer's house.

The drive there was rather torturous, endless questions plagued her mind. Why hadn't Lucy called to tell her gang that she was safe? Who had led the Jackals to believe that Jack was hiding with her? The answer was foggy to her but the reasons were clear, they wanted to get rid of her and Lucifer.

With that in mind she drove up to the large mansion a few miles away from what had once been her own. The lights were all off and a dead silence surrounded the place which was unlike Lucifer, that alone managed to make her rush over to the front door despite her aching body.

"Lucifer!" she yelled banging on the black wooden door and pausing to hear if anyone was home. She grew worried once she knocked once more and no one answered. She walked over to a large window and braced herself before ramming her elbow into it shattering the glass. Her dark blood mixed with her black jacket as it flowed out of the new wound as she climbed in cautiously and stared to look around for her second in command.

"Lucifer?" she called out getting scared as seconds went by and he didn't answer. She rushed upstairs and paused before opening the door leading into his bedroom. She nearly fainted when she saw him sprawled on his bed with an empty bottle of Everclear on the ground next to him.

She rushed over as tears started to pool at the bottom of her eyes. She stretched out a shaking hand and put her fingers on his neck to see if he was still alive. She couldn't live with herself if he died because of her.

She felt a faint pulse; it was there…but barely.

"Lucifer, what did you do?" she cried as she looked around and tried to calm herself down. She remembered the time when her father had walked in carrying her brother over his shoulder intoxicated to the point of near death. She remembered her father had thrown him in the tub filled with cold water and ice cubes rather unmercifully and waited until he came to.

That in mind she managed to pull Lucifer off of his bed and drag him into his bathroom before she let the shower run. She turned the knob and made sure it was the coldest it could possibly go to, before she managed to take his jacket off and dragged him in with shaking arms.

She collapsed in the shower holding him close to her shaking body as her teeth chattered due to the chilling water that was hitting her skin. Lucifer shivered for a brief moment but made no further movement which made her worry.

She recalled her father telling her that it took time for them to finally come to; she just wished he would show more signs of life.

"My fault…I…."Lucifer mumbled as she looked down at him and pulled him closer when he frowned slightly, "my fault…." he added as she pulled back her drenched hair and leaned back on the cold wall.

She didn't even want to think of what would have happened if she arrived later. All that mattered now was for him to wake, that was all she asked for, for him to be alright….

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"It didn't work, he's still alive," Lucy told the man next to her as she hung up her phone after talking to Judas, the man next to her let the smoke from his cigarette escape through his nostrils in a displeased manner.

"I should have known she would be there for him," he told her as Lucy grimaced.

"The Jackals burned her house down, but she wasn't there…or the child," she added, "everything is wrong, she was supposed to be there before they burned it down…and Lucifer was supposed to kill himself after finding out," she added snarling when she realized that neither of their targets were dead.

The man next to her laughed causing her to look at him for answers.

"What's so damn funny? The whore is still alive, and so is the devil that protects her as if she was his," she told him with hate apparent in her voice.

"Don't distress yourself, what's your rush?" the man told her taking a long drag of his cigarette, "you're in the damn musical, you can keep a close watch on her, analyze the time she spends away from the Ghost," he told her, "when we have enough information, we'll take the child like we had planned," he told her as she smiled back at him.

"You can have what you want, and I can have what is rightfully mine," she told him as he nodded and offered her one of his intoxicating grins. She offered him one of her own before reaching out for her glass of red wine.

"Things are going to work out, let them run their course, Lucy," he told her as she sipped the wine and settled back down next to him and watched the fire in front of him.

"Your right, Jack," Lucy told him, "rehearsals start tomorrow, I'll let you know everything that goes on," she told him before he stood and threw his cigarette in the roaring fire.

"I knew she wouldnt die in the fire, she would never go down in such a feeble manner, it'll be more fun to tear her away from the Phantom later on when she thinks everything has gone back to normal," Jack commented as he licked his bottom lip and looked out of the window with malice evident in his eyes.

"I don't understand why you love her like you do."

"Neither do I."

Little bonus here at the end..I am in need of an OC she has to be a girl, a dancer to be specific, if you are interested just leave a review with your OC description, Bio., etc. I'll take the first one to review and ask for it so good luck to you all. Dont forget to review!