Hey! This is my FIRST fanfic...hmm, correction, first fan fic that I might actually have an ending to!! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Phantom of the Opera isn't mine...but I kinda wish that it was because it's cool...but it's good enuff when it's owned by Lerox. Oh, yeah, I'm me...and Ryan is Ryan...we ain't owned by anyone..(but I tend to think that I DO own him) ;)
Chapter 1
It was the night of the masked ball. All of the men were decked
out in domino suits and the women wearing elegant, flowing
dresses - all wearing a mask, of course. I was wearing a white
dress and a white mask, which resembled a white kitten. I
searched the crowd for someone. Someone I loved. I saw many men
with odd-looking masks, but none hinted that he was mine. I
glanced toward the entrance as many new people flowed in and
joined the party. There he wasRyan. He stopped, looked
around and spotted me, and ran through the crowd as fast as he
could. He at last greeted me, taking me up into his arms, kissing
me.
"Hey babe! How are you this evening?"
I waited, feeling a bit tense from so many people and from something else, "HeyI'm doing ok, I think."
He looked into my eyes with worry, "Something's wrong, tell me, please. I don't want anything to bother you."
Once again, fearing that he would have asked me this, I tensed up, paused, then finally I responded, "I'd have to tell you lat-" Screams of horror and fear filled the room. People ran past me, nearly throwing me off balance but Ryan caught me and started to run too.
"C'mon Steph!! Hurry! It's Red Death!"