Ok, this is my first fan ficcy ever, so just review! You don't like it? Flame it, but please use as much constructive criticism as possible! If you do like it, please tell me so! I know that how Erik ends up in America in 2005 is very weird and stupid, but whatever, it's all I could think of. Review with suggestions and I'll change it...
Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera. Andrew L. Webber and Gaston Leroux and Joel Schumacher. I only own the girl Erik meets, and the old scientists in 2005, I guess... kinda
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Shakily, Erik awoke to find himself curled into a ball in a dirt hole. It took a few seconds for Erik to realize where he was and how he got there. Oh, the scientists. And the flashing lights. And the hole in the ground, which he now lay in.
This can't be a dream, Erik thought with horror, I must really be here, wherever -or whenever- this is...
The sun was shining brightly through a crack in the dirt above his head. He groaned and sat up, cracking his back most unpleasantly. He crawled out of his hole and stared out at the horizon.
He stared for a while, then his stomach grumbled loudly. Erik groaned. He had no idea where he was supposed to get food around here. A sudden giggling sound from one of the houses down the hill caught his attention. It sounded like a young girl!
Curiously but cautiously, he crept down the hill, taking great care not to step on any brittle twigs or rustle any bushes. He finally made it so that he had a good view of the backyard where the giggling was coming from.
He saw a girl, probably about 13 years old, jumping up and down on a wide circle of black material. It intensified her jumping, causing her to rise up a few feet higher than usual before coming back down. (A/N: This a trampoline; I have to describe everything right now from Erik's point of view, so he doesn't know)
The girl's black hair went crazy as she jumped higher and higher. Suddenly, she leapt into the air with a tremendous force (aided by the trampoline) and flipped. Erik blinked as he watched the girl land gracefully on her feet and laugh once again. To him, her laugh was a wonderful sound, full of joy and pure happiness. He continued to watch as she kept doing flips, every time landing perfectly.
Wow. How pretty... he thought, as she executed yet another perfect revolution and swept her black hair out of her face in one fluid motion. He watched as the girl exercised for another few minutes, then got bored and went through a pair of sliding doors.
No, don't leave... Erik pleaded with his mind. He sighed and was about to turn around and head back up the hill when a strangely familiar melody reached his ears.
It... It can't be... No, it can't be... Erik thought in wonder as he turned around and headed down the hill instead, approaching the house.
Yeah, I know it's short, but I felt that this was the perfect place for a cliffy... and anyway, I'll probably update in like an hour, because I'm awake and it's 12:09 in the morning and I have nothing better to do... REVIEW!
