In the Light of the Moon, Chapter Three
Journey In the Night
WARNING- This is NOT for the squeamish! There are some explicit killings in here and some sexual content.
It was the nest morning that Christine and Erik set out, after having gotten some things from Christine's flat. It was still mostly dark so that Erik could go unnoticed, and things could go quietly, with no interruptions.
They boarded a ship after Erik coaxed the captain to allow them on where Christine could not hear their discussion, but she was sure he had given the captain a heavy purse.
Christine was in her cabin, reading shortly after boarding when there was a knock on the door. She cocked an eyebrow and walked to the door, opening it to find a nervously smiling Erik.
"Yes, Erik?" She asked curiously, giving him a sweet smile.
Erik stepped in and closed the door. "I, must ask you something, it's rather important since we're on the ship..."
She smiled . "Of course,"
He bit his lip and she noticed a small box in his hand. "What is that?"
He sighed. "The reason I'm here. Christine, you know I love you?"
"Yes of course!"
He opened the box to reveal a small delicate ring, made of silver with an onyx setting similar to his own gold one. "I had it made in Persia in case I ever... Well..."
She was about to collapse. "Erik, what are you trying to say?"
He fell to his knee, almost glad he did so for he was also weak in his knees. "I'm trying to ask you to marry me."
She went hot then cold and fell into his arms, he let out a startled cry and grasped her limp body to him. She opened her eyes, staring into his worried ones. "Christine, you don't have to I can't..."
"Oh of course I will! I just never dreamed..." She trailed off, his disbelieving look made her almost out of frustration grab his face and kiss him, kiss him with a passion she had not ever felt.
His fingers worked to get the band around her finger and then were everywhere, from cupping her breasts to caressing her hips. She had not even noticed him undo her dress in her bliss and so she let out a startled and pleased gasp as his face rested against her now bare breast, his hot breath caressing her and causing her nipple to grow erect. He took it into his mouth and at her sudden urging he tugged at it when there was a knock on the door.
"Sorry to disturb you but are the two of you ready?" Someone said not opening it.
Erik cursed. "No, give us a minute."
"Ready for what, Erik?" she asked, pulling her dress back on.
He smiled. "For our wedding of course!"
She laughed. "You knew I'd say yes?"
"I hoped." He helped her up and looked at her. "Are you ready?"
She smiled, taking his hand. "Yes."
The two made their way onto the deck where the first mate, the captain and the captain's wife awaited them.
"They're the witnesses." The captain explained.
Erik nodded and they started with it, he gave her his own ring for a wedding one and she smiled when it was over, handing it back.
"Christine, what are you?"
"I have one, you now have one." She explained, he nodded and kissed her again.
"Ready to go finish what we started at the wrong time?" he asked with a curious chuckle. She laughed and nodded, following him back to his cabin where they would spend the rest of the trip together.
As she got off of the ship Christine heard someone talking, she stepped around a corner to see a man, who had been on the ship speaking to someone she did not recognize, curiously she found Erik, telling him how strange it seemed. He frowned.
"He's probably tracking us for the fop." He said, rounding the corner, then turning back to her. "Whatever you do, no matter what you hear, do not look back here."
She went to go but when she heard a cry of fear she ran back and all feeling in her left.
They were fighting Erik, all three but he had taken ones knife and slit the mans throat, then shoved him against a wall and nailed him in place with the exact same knife. He then took the other man and slammed his head against the wall so many times that it cracked, the contents of it seeping out along the heavy white brick.
Christine's stomach knotted as she watched this and she quickly walked away, trying to hide the fact she'd seen anything. Erik soon returned, his hands wiped clean but she gave herself away with a sob and running to a corner to vomit.
"Next time, my love, perhaps you shall listen to me. You know I never would kill any random person I thought was someone, they both admitted to being in cahoots with Raoul before they died, I did it for you."
Christine nodded, trying to accept this. Thoughts of killing Raoul immediately left, she would have Erik do all of the dirty work.
It had been harder to look at him that day, but she pushed thoughts of fear aside, he did it
for her, he loved her enough to kill. That was all that mattered.
Christine nervously sat next to her husband in the coach, wringinh her hands.
"I told you I'd never hurt you.." He whispered as he looked at her.
I know you wpuldn't."
"The whatever is the matter?"
"I really hate that you did that, even if it was for us, Erik.
It's not like my Angel."
"You did not marry your Angel, Christine, there are no Angel's on this Earth, I love you and will do absolutely anything for you."
"Just promise me something?"
"Anything."
"if you do it, don't make it so... Bloody..."
He laughed. "All right." He hugged her close and though sha may have before, she did not want to move away.
Raoul De Chagny cursed as he learned his men had been brutally murdered. He knew that monster Christine was with had done it, and now had no way of knowing wether she was married or not.
He decided to take matters into his own hands, letting the staff know he would be gone for some time and catching a boat to Italy.
He would not fail, it would take a lot for the madman to kill him, and he worried greatly for his Christine's safety. He would not, could not fail his love, for though she did not know it. Raoul would kill the beast, bring her home and turn her head somehow, he had too....... she was counting on him.
Shorter, true, but nonetheless good? Bad, do you want me to make it longer? Lemme know what to do!