Title: corazon
Author: angelofredemption
Rating: R its gonna get adultish late on
Summary: after the fisaco during the musical, erik leaves the opera house in search of love.
Notes: I lost my chappies of my other story so i thought lets starta new one and then ill finishmy old one! ok!
Emerging from the secret exit of the opera house from the basement that Erik only knew about he stopped to catch his breath. It was on the other side that the main enterence was and where people were fleeing for there lives from the fire that he had created. anyone else was downstairs in his home tearing it apart wishing that it was him, Erik, that they were tearing apart. He put his head in his hands and crouched and let out an agonizing cry. A dog barked and a light from a house next to the opera house turned on.
Without second thought Erik bolted down the street towards to edge of the city to the countryside of France. He knew that he didnt belong anywhere but at least things might be a little different in the country. Plus he had never been in the country before.
When it came to near daylight he took refuge in some woods. He awoke when it was dark again and realized that he was very hungry and thirsty. He walked along the unpaved road and crouched in the ditch whenever he saw any headlights. When he thought he was going to pass out from starvation he came across an unlit farmhouse.
Well, he thought, he did this plenty of times when he was living in the opera house.
Carefully he approached the house and snuck in the door. He didnt know if anyone was home but if they were they seemed to be asleep. He would be in and out in no time.
He was in luck. He grabbed a loaf of bread and some cheese and a bottle of juice and bolted out the door. RAvenously he ate the food and this is how it was for several days.In that time he thought a lot about what had happened. Why his love with Christine didnt bloom the way he had hoped it would. He cursed that fop for getting in the way and realized that it was all his fault and marked his word that if he ever saw Raul again that he would kill him.
This night soemthing seemed off. In the distance there seemed to be some sort of light. Maybe there was a city nearby. Erik had no idea what he was going to do if that were the case. He didnthave his mask with him. He had been carless and left it admidst the chaos that was going on in his lair that fateful night. He was also really dirty which was something he didnt like to be. He was not refined and anyone looking at him would think he was a bum.
Getting closer he heard noise. Shit, he thought, glancing all around, it ws a clear area with no trees. He would have to turn around to avoid anyone but he didnt want to waste time doinig so and backtracking. he would figure something out. Yes.
Out of nowhere someone grabbed Erik and knocked him to the ground. As he ws getting up to defend himself a foot came down on his chest pinning him. Looking up he saw a gang of 5 equally dirty men laughing and sneering. He smelled alcohol and sweet and it automatically drew him back to his early childhood. Something in his heart trembled. Gypsies.
"Don't give us any trouble you freak." the largest in the group hollered as Erik continued to struggle regardless.
"Yeah" Chimed in the rest.
Erik realized he would have to be cunning to get out of this one. He stopped struggling,and the laughter continued. His blood was boiling but at the same time he was genuinlely scared. he felt himself shaking adn felt shamefl of it.
Suddenly Erik used all his strength to break free. He was right. He took the men by surprise and got back on his feet. He just didnt expect them to be ready with a back up plan with that. A rock the size of a bowling ball came at his temple and that was the last thing he remembered.