Paris, 1870
Standing in the middle of the ruins of his home the figure could not contain a sigh. The music that had once been his life now only caused a sharp pain in his chest. Silent sobs over took him.
"Why?" He didn't know whom he was addressing. Being labeled "Devils Child" and "Demon"
were not things that inspired one to faith in a higher power. He was not sure why the words were even spoken aloud.
Closing his eyes he tried to block out the memories. But try as he might he could not forget the smell of her hair, the way her body moved, the taste of her lips. A cry tore from his throat like that of a wounded animal. He had led a life of pain, one marked with misery. Looking over the room once more, a decision was made. It would end today. Walking to the edge of the lake he slowly stepped down and continued until the water was at his neck. With one last breath the opera ghost was laid to rest.
Sad eyes watched the ripples fade until the lake was once again calm. "This is wrong" The simple statement echoed through the labyrinth. "I have watched over him since the day he was born. All the pain and suffering. It's just not right. He had a good soul"
"You couldn't have changed his fate"
"I don't think Fate would approve of you assigning her blame"
"I was merely pointing out that despite your attention he came into this world alone. Is it any wonder he choose to leave it that way as well"
"Your right I think it's time we changed that."
Apirl 26, 1843-Paris
"I'm sorry sir but the child is disformed." The doctor said with a sympathetic look "If you wish I could take care of 'IT' for you."
'Disformed? NO! Not his son it couldn't be.' The powerful Count Lachey closed his eyes in denial.
"Perhaps that's for the best." But even as The words were spoken Gabriel felt a strange whispering in his ears. "But he's your son. You loved him before birth, why has that changed now?"
'But what of my position, my Family name?'
" This boy is your family."
"Sir?" The Doctors voice broke through his silent musings.
"May I see him?"
"I don't think that is a good idea."
"Now!" He issued the command before the Doctor could finish.
Standing outside the bedroom door Gabriel took a moment to prepare himself. Upon entering he immediately went to his wife's side.
"Gabe I'm so sorry."
"Shh, Marie. Rest." When his wife was asleep he walked to the crib. As he looked at The child he could not contain a gasp. Half of The baby's face looked as though it had been scarred. Even his nose was half caved in.
'He couldn't keep this child. He would send it away with the doctor. Tell people that his son had died.' But once again 'The' voice appeared in his head-
' Look beyond his face. Look at his soul.' Gazing at the child he felt his revulsion lessen. Just then the baby opened his eyes. Suddenly he found himself swept up in a sea of turquoise. Despite the small size of the child, his eyes held a look of strength.
'A fine heir.' The voice said. 'Open your heart.' All at once he felt love wash over him.
In that moment he did not care what people said. This was his son.
"Eric. His name will be Eric."
Are you confused yet? Don't be it is really quite a simple concept we(the Twinity Girls and yes we are two seperate people our names are Amy and Bethany) really started to wonder what Eric would have been like if he had had parents who loved and wanted him so I guess we will see if he could have been any different than what he was as the Phantom! If ya'll have any questions feel free to email us at and PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW ! We are dying to see what everyone thinks of our Alternate Phantom Universe!
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