Ok, after a long time of suffering from writers block, I have finaly gotten chapter 5 up and ready for people to read. Although it may not be as good from just comming off writers block and all. Well as always I ask for your opinions on the story, and I shall give credit where credit is due.

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Phantom of the opera

Chloe paced around her dressing room nervously, she had been practicing for months, preparing for her role in the upcoming opera performance. She hadn't thought she was ready yet, although everyone else knew she was. Though there was a part of her that always told her she was no good, and as soon as she stood upon that stage something terrible would happen. Just like there were whispers of the return of the opera ghost, she could only hope that the ghost would kindly not do anything during her performance.

A slight knock came at the door; she jumped and turned as Rolf walked into her dressing room. He advanced towards her eyeing he like a hawk, "we must be out in little less than an hour…" he said in a manly kind of tone. Chloe's expression showed nothing but anxiety and worry. Rolf of course noticed this, he walked up to her placing his hands on her shoulders and looking into her eyes, "you shall do fine, now go get into your dress, and we shall make this the best performance this opera house has ever seen…" She looked away to the floor and said in a soft tone, "I do not know Rolf…" she stepped back and looked up at him, "Please exit… I shall be a moment…" Rolf nodded lightly and did as she said walking back towards the door. He stepped out as she let out a certain sigh of relief.

Chloe turned and sat at her dresser, she noticed something on it that was not there before. A red rose lay on the corner with a note lying neatly under it. She picked up the rose and smelled of it, she smiled and laid it down to pick up the letter. She broke the black skull seal and took the paper out. She unfolded it and read aloud,

"Your performance shall be grand, in fact the grandest in all the land. Everyone shall fall in love with your voice such as me; let them all be moved until they cry. Your voice is much superb, lead soprano is your role, and you audience you will learn to captivate. And this Rolf is only in your way, you do better without I would say…

Signed,
O.G"

She couldn't help but smile as she laid it down. The satisfying thought that he was rooting her on made her feel a whole lot better. She stood walking towards the door, as she touched the handle she turned back and took a glance at the rose, smiling as she pushed the door. She was to be ready within the hour for her first debut performance, and she wanted to be just on time. She made her way in as they pushed her around hurrying to get her ready. Her dress was long and white. It was a beautiful kind of old fashioned kind of dress. It radiated with a certain beauty on her, a beauty that pretty much awed everyone.

The music began and the faint voices of the chorus girls could be head, Chloe stood behind the wall watching as Rolf came in from the left side of the stage singing loudly, his voice was charming, but in her mind it never could compare to Erik's voice. She found her cue and walked out on stage trying to find her best tone,

"When love so shall control, the feeling of passion that consumes us. We wait for our turn in this game of life…"

Rolf continued after that line, traveling across the stage and taking her in his arms.

"This loving sensation that controls, all my love for you. Entwines our bodies at one glance, and in this instance is romance…"

And together they sang as the walked in each other's arms across the stage, the lights shining down upon them, the smile on their faces both wide with the love of singing. Chloe turned towards him, the kissing part, she hated the kissing part. As she sang they drew closer,

"And with a kiss we seal our fate, out fated love we will endure…"

Rolf drew her into a deep kiss, when they broke apart the audience burst into a grand applause as their eyes locked onto each others. The walked off the stage singing in unison,

"I love you…"

Erik watched silently from box five, he had to keep telling himself that it was only an opera performance, and she didn't kiss him because she loved him. Although that look in her eyes could fool almost anybody. Erik, being new to the opera ghost business was unaware of some of the tricks that the former opera ghost could do, but he did have a few tricks up his sleeve. He walked out of the box, and made his was towards his home under the opera house, after this lovely performance by Chloe, he should have to make a visit to her. A smirk was placed upon his lip as her voice lingered in his mind.

Rolf took Chloe and escorted her to her room, "You were great…" he paused letting go of her hands, "how would you like to come with me to dinner?" Chloe was taken aback by this, she hadn't expected it, she then remembered that she was going to try and search for Erik tonight, "No… sorry… I am very tired…" Rolf made kind of a disappointed look, and then nodded lightly, "ok then…" he said as he stepped out. As soon as he was gone all of the candles blew out and the smoke rose to the top of the room. Chloe looked around anxiously as a voice called out to her, it was singing. A soft male voice that was unlike any other.

"Your performance was quite entrancing, making my heart smile. Come to me, and we shall go, into a night where your voice shall entrance all whom hear it…"

The voice echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls and surrounding Chloe with the ever sweet essence, and mystery that it left behind. Chloe followed in singing softly as she looked around the room, trying to find the man behind this voice that called to her.

"Erik I hear you calling me to you, and I willingly come to you, your voice drawing me ever close to you…"

Erik stood behind her touching her shoulder as she turned, and in a no longer singing voice she said, "Erik…" Erik smiled lightly, his eyes brightening behind the mask that covered half of his face. Chloe took a step towards him hugging the only one that was there for her when everything went bad for her. Erik, surprised brought his hands around her, "Come into the labyrinth where your future began…" He took her hand in his and with his other hand pushed his flowing black cape behind him. He led her towards the mirror, her eyes staring straight forward, dazed, as in a day dreaming fashion. The mirror opened and they continued down the path.

Erik turned back to look at her, the amazement that adorned her face amused him in a way. His pale lips curved into a smile as he led her down the corridor. The candle light bouncing of her face, and reflecting off his ever white mask. This was a moment that both of them would remember for times to come, whenever they would both look back upon it, they would smile, and reminisce over the overwhelming sensation that it brought to the both of them.