Disclaimer: I do not own the Phantom of the Opera. These characters belong to Gaston Leroux, except for those characters I've created. All songs belong to Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber (musical genius), except for the ones I've written.

The young child wandered the streets, with no apparent destination. The biting Parisian cold stung her exposed skin. The scraps of clothing she had were not enough to give a smidge of warmth or protection. Hunger pangs racked her body, but she would not dig through the garbage to find sustenance. She knew that she would never return to that awful orphanage again, so she searched for a new shelter. Up ahead, she spotted a ruin of a building. Still, it looked safer than sleeping in the doorway of a chateau. She made her way into the burnt frame, and a sign hung over what was left of a grand staircase. The sign read Opera Populaire, and she remembered reading over the older children's shoulders about a mysterious tragedy that left the once-beautiful theatre in ruins.

The child heard music echoing from the back of the theatre, and she saw a doorway that looked as though a room was still standing behind it. The door was hard to open, but using all of her strength, Veronique was able to budge it wide enough for her slender and underfed frame to slip through. The room was elegantly decorated, as though it was still cared for by an unknown caretaker. The music sounded louder than before, with the melancholic strains seeping through cracks in the wall. As suddenly as it started, the music stopped.

Veronique meekly called out. "Is anybody there?" She waited a few moments, but there was no reply. "I heard the music. I-I-I thought it was lovely. Who is making such beautiful songs?"

Turning round and round, surveying the room, as though someone was expected, Veronique made herself dizzy. Her gaze rested upon a tall mirror. A face was in the mirror, and yet nobody stood behind her. The lips of the face moved, and the voice boomed through the room and bounced off the walls.

"I am your Angel of Music... Come to me, Angel of Music..."

And with all strength leaving her, Veronique's frail body crumpled to the floor...

so i know my chapters are very short, but i will be working on them to make them longer in due time... please understand as this is the first phanfic i've written, so please be gentle!

i should be posting a few chapters a day, as i already have written up to chapter 15...

please review! thanks!
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