January 21, 2005- Hey again! Apparently I got a Review saying that I have created a Mary-Sue. For those of you that don't know what the term Mary-Sue means, let me tell you. A Mary-Sue is when someone creates a character that isn't original at all. They take characteristics of a known character and mesh it with their created one. The review then says that my character should be normal without any tragic loss. But I am afraid that the reader forgot to read the genre, because this story is tragic. But none the less, I must apologize for not putting up a disclaimer that I do not own any Phantom of the Opera characters just Emily. But just remember that just in case I forget again...Hey, I figured out how to put the accent on the "e" of Andre. Just ask me how and I will try to help you. Now on with the thank you's:
ThyLaSlain- (bows graciously) Thank you! I am so glad that you like my story! I love writing it. Thanks for your reviews and I hope to keep getting more from you!
The Pink Dragon- Yay! I am glad that you like the first interactions with Emily/Erik I tried to make them emotional because our beloved Phantom is an emotional man. Unlike the men in our generation............. Thanks for reviewing and keep them coming!
Phantom Ange- Thank you so much for molding one of your characters after me and for reviewing again! I love your story and how my character helps Ariel and Erik get together. There's just too many stories with two people in love and one always trying to mess it up! For all of you that are reading this little fic, I highly recommend that you read her fic. Truly a masterpiece in the making! By the way, did you name your character Ariel after the one from The Little Mermaid? I Love that movie! Anyway please keep reviewing!
Sesshomaru's Angel- Thanks for reviewing again, and don't worry, I promise that I won't rush them into a romance....even though I really want to get to that part! Please keep reviewing!
Chapter 5: Tonight is the Night
The weeks went by quickly as rehearsals and adjusting to the surroundings took up most of her time. She visited Erik as much as she could, but Monsieur Andre and Monsieur Firmin insisted on extra practices so, they took up the major part of the days. Then as quick as a blink of an eye, it was the day of the premiere of La Gardienne. Emily noticed that there was a lot of tension in the air as they began their final rehearsal before the show. Even Carlotta was nastier than normal,
"Watch out, you little vermin!" She hissed at Emily when she accidentally bumped into her. Carlotta's face was red with fury. Emily looked her straight in the eyes, showing Carlotta that she was not afraid of her. The diva had no right to treat her that way, she wasn't any better than her. Christine and Meg hurried over to the two women who were ready to pounce on each other. Christine stood in between them, trying to smooth everything out,
"Now ladies, do we really want this bickering to come in between you two so you can't perform to your potential?" Carlotta sighed in irritation,
"Fine!" She pointed a threatening finger, "But stay out of my way!" She intentionally bumped into Emily as she passed her. Emily turned around and smirked,
"Hey Carlotta!" She called out. The diva turned around with a dark look on her face. Emily smiled,
"Arf! Arf!" She barked like a dog. Christine and Meg tried to stifle their laughs. Carlotta screamed in anger. She stormed off towards Piagani and began ranting on how Emily could get the lead role over her. Meg chastised her but had a smile on her face,
"Emily, you can be so cruel sometimes!" The raven haired beauty just shrugged her shoulders innocently. Monsieur André came rushing up to the three of them,
"Why are you three standing around doing nothing? You must hurry, we have many things to do to prepare for tonight!" He began to usher them to the dressing rooms area. The three girls gave in to doing what their owner said. They wouldn't be able to get together later, because of Christine heading off with Raoul to dinner, and Meg also having a date for the night. The girls waved goodbye to each other and went into their respective dressing rooms. Emily walked over to the corner and began to undress herself. She heard the sound of knocking, put on a robe, immediately went to the door and opened it. To her surprise there was nobody there. She shut the door slowly, while pondering where the noise was coming from.
"I'm over here." Emily slowly turned around and saw Erik on the other side of her mirror. She waved at him to come in. The "mirror" creaked as it opened slowly, and his magnificent form slowly emerged from the darkness. She smiled fondly at him,
"I am glad to see you..." He bowed,
"I had to come and see you, since you've hardly come and seen me this week." He smiled but Emily noticed that behind it, there was a lot of sadness. She sighed and slowly walked up to him,
"I am sorry, but I really did try to see you Erik but-" Erik put a finger to her lips, quieting her. His eyes communicated that he didn't want to upset her on this harrowing night. The peacefulness between them made Emily uneasy, so she looked down at the floor. He fixed his eyes on her. He noticed that she was gnawing on her bottom lip. He snorted as he thought to himself,
Ah my Petite Rose, do not worry about the situation that lies ahead of you. Tonight is the night that the name of Emily de les Anges will become an esteemed name in every household of Paris!
She caught him looking at her, "What?" He looked up as if awakened from a thought,
"Hmm?"
"You were staring at me. Why?"
"You must be mistaken, I was staring at the door."
" I see..." She seriously doubted that his last statement. He probably was staring at her, damning her to the very depths of hell for deserting him. He grinned at her,
"I must go. I have many things to do and I do not want to miss ma amie's debut." He bowed once more, "Until, we meet again!" He turned around and headed back to his hideout, his black cape flailed behind him. There was a soft click as the mirror signaled that Erik was gone. She quickly went back into the corner, disrobed and quickly got into her costume. It was a uniform that was mostly black except that the hem and the sleeves were white, along with a white apron that contrasted with the black. There was another knock, but this time it was coming from the door. She opened it and saw the woman that had become almost like a mother to her,
"Bon soir, Madame Giry." The woman smiled at her,
"Bon soir child, I have come to help you get ready." The woman headed for Emily's shoes and helped her get them on. She then grabbed Emily's hairbrush and brushed her hair with long, soft strokes. After making sure that her hair was shiny and healthy, Madame Giry grabbed a hair tie and then began twisting Emily's hair into a tight bun. After she successfully it on, as a final touch she tied a black ribbon around it. The woman then pulled out a makeup kit and with a experienced hand, began applying it. With a final flick of the makeup brush, Madame Giry took a few steps back to admire her work,
"And voilà!" She hugged the young girl, "Ah my child, you have come so far in so little time. Tonight all your hard work will pay off!" She hugged Emily once more, "Good luck tonight!"
"Merci Madame Giry," Emily held both of the woman's hands in hers, "For everything..."
"There is no need to thank me child. Come, the show is going to start in an hour or so." Emily looked at the clock, it read six o'clock. How had time passed so quickly? She then thought that in between getting ready and Erik's surprise visit in her dressing room had kept her extremely busy. She followed the ballet mistress and soon Christine and Meg caught up with her and Madame Giry. They were too nervous to talk with each other, afraid that if one of them opened their mouths, they might be sick right then and there. When they reached the backstage area, everyone was already there. She felt someone grab hold of her right arm forcefully. She spun around and saw Carlotta. Emily couldn't help but sigh in irritation. Carlotta ignored it and pointed a threatening finger at her for the second time today,
"Don't mess up, or you'll regret it Mademoiselle de les Anges." Emily was about to respond when the lights dimmed. Monsieur André came running up,
"Bon chance everybody!" The murmur from the theater's audience ceased and became dead silent. Ready or not, the show was about to begin.
A/N: So what did you think? Hope you like it! Please send me Ideas and reviews! they keep me going! See you next chapter!