A/N; I own none of the original characters but Alyssa is MINE! grrrrrr to all who want her. Anyways enjoy the story. This is an alternate universe thingy. It's set baisically in our time with CD's great-great-great granddaughter, who is named after her. Erik is still alive thanks to a curse...blinks innocently we can't have the most important guy dead can we? Please read and review. OOC for Erik in a few parts, but 100 years alone will do that to you. If you must flame, flame politely, or I shall be most cross, "Erik you will get the rude flames won't you?" Nods and flicks the punjab at the rude flamey people Smiles see he'll come after you!.. Enjoy
Christene gasped at the splendor of the opera house. The stage was as yet unlit but there seemed to be light on everything. She looked up searching for the source of the light and again gasped in surprise and delight. The ceiling was a mural of cherubs and heavenly beings. Lighting all this splendor was a chandelier that just dripped diamonds.
Christene ran on stage, the chandelier catching the ring on her left hand and the necklace on her throat. She turned gleefully her chestnut hair whipping around her face and making her sapphire eyes light up in joy. She spun in a tight circle enjoying the feeling of being onstage.
"Anyone who can do that in stilettos deserves a principle role" an amused voice called out of the shadows at the back of the theatre. "Who's there?" A young girl with baby fine blonde hair, pale green eyes and full lips strolled out of the back, "just me" She ascended the steps towards Christene and stuck out a hand, "Hi I'm Alyssa, Alyssa Giry". Christene smiled, "I'm Christene, Christene Daae" They shook hands.
"So Alyssa, why were you recruited to this production?" Alyssa laughed. "I am here to audition what about you" Christene smiled "I'm here to play myself". Meg gaped "oh gawd I am such an idiot. Why didn't I thin k of it? Christene Daae. Oh lord, ok what is your real name?" Christene smiled puzzled, "it's Christene Daae. I've been cast as Christene Daae".
Meg really wanted to kick herself this time. "I'm sorry about that" Christene shrugged, "it's really no problem at all. I could understand. I hope you get a good part"
Almost as an afterthought Christene turned as she bent to grab her two bags, 'by the way where'd you get the jeans, they are too cute" Alyssa looked down, "oh these ummmmm American Eagle". Christene smiled at her new friend. "Well I guess I'd better run before Mr. Robere comes for auditions." She started off stage but Alyssa called out, "Where are you staying?" Christene grabbed a piece of paper "ummmmm, suite 32 A" Meg gasped. "Christene, that's rumored to be the original Christene Daae's dressing room" Christene smirked, "I know, I requested it."
As Christene headed off stage neither girl noticed the shadow against the chandelier, " Christene Daae? There's no way. No way at all." The shadow glided off to get a closer look at this Ms. Daae.