Tifa stayed in the boat, watching the cloaked demon as he walked up a few steps to a white curtain. He turned to face her, seeing that she wasn't afraid of him. Drago saw her scar between her dark brown eyes, he felt sorry for her. Drago knew that she was afraid of him, but she was also curious of what creature he was.

Drago:

I have brought you,

To the seat of sweet music's throne.

To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music,

Music…

You have come here.

For one purpose and one alone.

Since the moment I first heard you sing,

I have needed you with me to serve me, to sing,

For my music.

My music

Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation

Darkness stirs and wakes imagination

Silently the senses, abandon their defences

Drago approached Tifa and grabbed her wrist, helping her stand up from the boat and onto the cold hard stairs, leading her to where his organ was ((It's the musical thingy, not the organs of the human body).

Drago:

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour

Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender

Turn your face away from the garish light of day,

Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light

And listen to the music of the night

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams,

Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before,

Close your eyes let you spirit start to soar...

And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you

Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you

Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind

In this darkness that you know, you cannot fight…

The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey to a strange new world

Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before..

Let your soul take you where you long to be

Only then... can you belong to me

He sounded very sad with those last words, Tifa now knew that this creature was alone for a long time and that people misunderstood him and judged him by the way he looked, ugly, evil and also for being part demon. Drago came closer to her, caressing her hair and placing his claws to her waist lovingly. With an unoccupied claw, he grabbed one of her hands and placed it in his right scaly cheek, somehow telling her to not be afraid of him.

Drago:

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication

Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation

Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in

To the power of the music that I write...

The power of the music of the night

Drago led her to a hidden place of his lair, which had a reflection of Tifa, but with a beautiful black dress. When she saw it, she fainted. Drago caught her before she fell onto the floor, he carried her to his bed and placed her gently in the warm covers, he gently kissed her forehead.

You alone can make my song take flight...

Help me make the music of the night

He went to his pipe organ to write a song so time could pass by when Tifa was asleep, he looked at her one last time and a warm smile grew on his lips. Drago was in love with the girl, he knew that she was similar to him, misunderstood.

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((Back into the future)

Jack, the Strange exited the Opera house with the musical box in hand, he approached his carriage and entered it. Jack sat on his seat and saw Nikita outside the Opera house; he bowed his head to her, as if he was saying thanks. Nikita accepted his thanks with a small bow, and he set off to town still staring at Nikita with a serious face.

Nikita still watched his carriage until she saw it no more.

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((Return to the past)

Katie came back to the Opera house to prove to her brother and sister that she saw a flame in Tifa's door. She brought along Kye and Marie to be her witnesses, well, she kind of made them come there at almost the middle of the night. "Katie, are you sure you saw something?" asked Marie, still tired.

"I'm positive, Marie, I saw that flame with my own two eyes." she said. "And why should I come?" asked Kye.

"So you get to be my witness, big bro"

"I still regret that scaredy boy here had to come, Jonathan is still better than you Kye" Marie said, Kye just ignored that comment and followed them. Katie opened Tifa's door with her water powers, they saw nothing in there, except for flowers and gifts. But they kept searching for the flame.

Kye walked near Tifa's mirror and felt a wisp of wind in his skull, he went to the mirror and examined it, Kye noticed an opening in the mirror and he thought that it was some kind of door to a secret passage. "Katie, Marie, you may want to look at this." The girls stopped what they were doing and approached Kye. "Wow, where do you think it leads to?" said Katie.

"I don't know, come on, let's check it out." said Marie walking to the passage. "I don't think so Marie, we don't know what's in there, maybe we should tell this to the others, they may know what to do." Kye said, stopping Marie.

"Come on, scaredy-boy, where's your sense of adventure?" "I don't have one, let's get out of here, we could get in trouble"

"He has a point Marie" said Emily, appearing out of nowhere. "Or would you like to sleep with my poison powder" Non of them answered and followed Emily to the back of the Opera house's dormitories, were Leon was showing off to some of the other actresses. Scaring them with comments of a Demon.

Leon:

Like dark green parchment is his skin,

A great black hole serves as the nose that never grew,

You must be always on your guard,

Or he will catch you with his magical lasso!

He wraps his fire around a girl, without burning her skin. "Oh my..." she said, when Leon made snarling noises in her ear. Emily evaporates Leon's fire with her element, poison off the girl. Emily is now pissed off with her older brother.

Emily:

Those who speak of what they know,

Find too late that prudent silence is wise,

Leon, brother hold your tongue! (Slaps him)

(Summons some kind of poisonous rope around Leon's neck)

Keep your hand at the level of your eyes!

This was the longest chapter ever:

Nikita(c) Ilovethedarkness

Drago(c) Sony or the WB