Erik

Time passed quickly after the masquerade. The rehearsals for Don Juan Triumphant were underway, and Christine was doing exquisitely, considering the circumstances. One cold morning, she even went to visit her father.

I drove her there, to the cemetery, though she didn't know it. She walked slowly around the graves stones and statues, singing a depressing song. I knew that if I was to get her to come back to me I had to move quickly and act now. She approached her fathers mausoleum, and I sang to her.

"Wandering child, so lost, so helpless. Yearning for my guidance."

"Angel or father, friend or Phantom, who is it there staring?"

We continued on in a duet, and I nearly had her back to me, when Raoul interrupted. "Christine, this man, this thing is not your father!"

Well, I could not stand for that, and jumped down to fight this boy. We fought with all our might and energy. The boy was better at this than I had anticipated, and I was very near losing to him.

Then, it happened. He knocked my sword away and had me trapped on the snowy ground.

"Raoul no! Not like this," Christine intervened, and Raoul put his sword away. A woman had decided my fate, and I did not take kindly to it.

"Now," I said to myself, "Let it be war upon you both!"

Christian

"Meg," I whispered into the blonde girl's ear, "Good luck tonight with the performance. I shall be watching from the front row."

"Merci, Christian," she whispered back, and then with a kiss on my cheek, she ran off to get dressed for the opera.

Meg and I had really become quite close over the past little while. Ever since that vision of Satine, I have felt strangely at peace, and spending so much time with Meg did not cause me any guilt or grief. In fact, I have of late been thinking of one day asking her hand in marriage.

I quickly found my seat near the orchestra pit, and listened to the overture. I knew that this opera would simply spectacular. When I had been talking to Erik one day, he gave me a little sample of it, and I loved it.

The curtains rose, and the opera began. Right away I spotted Meg, and gave her a smile. She winked at me and then kept right on dancing. She one of the more major ballet roles in the opera, and she did her job well.

The show went on surprisingly peacefully, with no interruptions from the Opera Ghost, or the hordes of police that filled the theatre. Then, Christine came on, and the Pont of No Return began. Both in song, and in reality. I noticed that Piangi suddenly became drastically thinner, and taller, and knew he must be Erik.

Christine's eyes lit up, and she glanced up at Raoul. The police next to him began to move, and I knew that Erik didn't have much time, but there was nothing I could do.