I know the last chapter was kinda short but I'll try to make this one a little bit longer


Meg's POV

I couldn't help but be scared for my life as the manager seemed to change in an instant from the gentleman I first met to this strange obsessed creature who held on to my arm for dear life, I had to bite my bottum lip to keep from screaming from the seering pain going through my limb. Finally we got to his room and before I knew it he shoved me into his room lockingthe door quickly as he entered the room.

'Where is everyone why has no one noticed his behaviour and us coming here? Where is Mama? Where is Erik?' was all I thought as he slowly started walking towards me as if I was his prey. There was no way I was going to let him do whatever it was I think he was about to do and I had a feeling I wasn't far off. Quickly I got up and around him to the door pounding on it praying someone would here me. The man just stood there and chuckled at my pathetic attempt to escape.

"You are wasting your time my little bonbon I have given everyone the day off there is no one here but you and me", he said seductively grabbing my wrist in a strong hold,"monsieur what is the meaning of this?" I asked him angrilly pulling away from him desperately but failed miserably.

"Let me go right this instant," I demanded slapping him with my free hand which earned me a hard blow to the face putting me into a daze on the floor but before I could recover I felt him pull me up close to him by hair and whispered into my ear," I will have you Meg whether you like it or not and there is nothing you can do about it." Before I could react I felt a cloth go over my mouth and my vision blurred as my body went limp.

Erik's POV

I ran as fast as I could not even knowing where Meg could be in the first place but instinct took over the moment I saw the look on Palmira's face and said she was in danger it was obvious that for once in her afterlife since I've known her she was serious. As I ran I couldn't help but notice something from the platforms above the stage that struk me rather odd. Everything was silent there wasn't a single soul minusme in the whole place and it wasn't even Sunday when everyone usually had their day off, not even Madame Giry could be found anywhere.

'Something isn't right here' I thought and without realising it pulled out my punjab lasso from my dress coat and cautiously walked around just about the whole opera house until I suddenly heard banging coming from a fare distance away when I had to smack myself in the head because it such an obvious place that I had overlooked being the manager's quarters.

"You're good DeCliew but I'm better," I said remembering a passageway close by that he used to get to manager's office when he had to kindly remind them of his monthly salary or other such related things. I found it quickly beneath the stage and jumped down find my way easily through the dark somewhatly abandoned passageway continuing to creep through until I reached the vent that looked into the room. When I reached the scene that played out before me released all sanity from my mind and anger took over. The bastard had Meg's hands tied to the bed and she appeared to be recovering from being drugged. Thankfully she bought some time to prepare for his dimise as she used the last bit of whatever strength she had left to kick the man right where no man shouldn't usuallybe kicked earning a flinch on my account at the thought of the pain the man was going throught at that moment.

Rage suddenly returned as I watched him smack her hard across the face and slowly start to try and put himself inside of the small girl and me take a very violent course of action, as quickly as my hands would work I managed to move the vent leaving a large whole enough for me to grab my lasso and swing it around his neck and with one swift tug pulled him off Meg and let him dangle directly beneath.

The man looked up at me with an expresion of both shock and fear, slowly I pulled him up by his neck so my mouth was near his ear and hissed,"say hello to my little friend." I tightened the rope strangling the man instantly. As soon as I knew he was dead my attention was instantly on Meg.

Meg's POV

My paralyzed body slowly awoke to find my hands tied above a bed and Richard DeCliew climbing on top of me, instantly realising what was happening I used what little energy I had to kick him right where it needed it the most at the time which quickly earned me yet another slap to the face.

"I wouldn't try that again if I were you, you may not leave this room alive," he said before he tried to thrust himself inside of me, I tried to fight him off as tears flooded down my face 'no please don't do this' was the only thought running through my mind with my eyes shut tight until the weight of the man was suddenly lifted from my body which was involuntarily shacking uncontrolably. I could hear gagging sounds coming from someone but I still didn't dare open my eyes still fearing for my life. All was silent except for footsteps coming towards me and my hands become free. I pulled them quickly towards me and began thrashing and pulling away as whoever untied my hands grabbed my arms scared of who it was until I heard him speak.

Normal POV

"Meg, its alright open your eyes its me," Erik said trying to stop her from thrashing as he checked over her body for any injuries, the ballerina opened her eyes only to throw herself at the phantombursting into tears. Erik just held her there in his arms protectively until she cried herself to sleep. He quickly devised a plan and tied the rope that hung DeCliew to the chandelier in the middle of the room and wrote a suicide noteas close tothe former mamger's writing as he could copying it from a parchment in the room. Then he wrapped Meg in some blankets on the bed and carried back to the hideout under the opera house.

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He returned home to find it covered in white and silverfeathers quickly he laid Meg gently in the swan shaped bed and hurried through the layer trying to find the owner of the feathers calling out the girl's name confused about what was going on until he found her lying where he left her some time before.

"My god what the hell happened to you?" he asked concerned pulling the teen that had been like a sister to him into his arms, Palmira didn't say anything only smiled at him gently.

"She's dying," a voice behind him said walking up to them which belonged to Palmira's mother Pam," her duty to you is done and now she must go home to her father in heaven. The phantom was shocked, she couldn't die she was already dead but she had to leave him and as much as he regretted saying it he didn't want her to leave him alone. Tears spilled from his eyes as he pulled her into a tighter hug refusing to let the closest thing to a family he ever had go.

"Erik its ok, I'm alright but you gotta let me go now I promise things are going to be better for you now you will never be alone again," the angel whispered in his ear and watched as he pulled her away from him and kissed her on the head. Before the phantom knew it the older angel disappeared along with the girl in his arms.

As he slowly got up he felt a breeze on his cheek like a kiss and a voice whisper to him 'thankyou for setting me free'

He smiled and turned around to see Meg standing there watching him wrapped in a blanket and continued to stand there as Erik walked over to her and pulled her into his arms feeling protected and safe.


alright how was that for a longer chapter huh well you gotta review if you want me to add another chapter or not so REVIEW or else I'm gonna...I'm gonna...cry :(