Maska- We will see, but even if Erik still loved Christine, there is no hope, and you will later see why!
Angel of the Mask- Yes, and he will soon find out MORE! And I am now done with Leroux, so you may have him back, as soon as I am done holding him for ransom!
Keeper Music Night- Can't you count on Erik to do something stupid?
Gerry ISU Chick04- That is exactly what my friend, Natalie told me, but I don't want to upset my BF. I love him, but sometimes he is a hard ass! Well, my BF is about 8 hours away... :( Not seeing at least once a month is getting very, very hard!
Chapter 7- A Masked Rose
Dominique decided to observe the new dancer, in hopes of finding out something about his father's mysterious past and the viscomte. He knew that Isabelle must have something to do with Messier de Chagny, but he wasn't sure how, though her being Chagny's daughter was a good guess.
He watched the girl for two weeks, waiting for a good time to sneak into her room, and look for clues. One night, Dominique heard her tell her friend Océane, that she would not be in tonight, as a boy named Alexis was to call on her that evening, to take her out for supper.
Dominique waited, and watched for Isabelle to leave, then he slipped slowly, and soundlessly from the mirror and walked to her dresser, he began to go through her things, when he heard a sound from behind the door.
"I just forgot my scarf," Said Isabelle's dainty voice from the hall, "I will be right back." She said, and as she opened the door, Dominique threw himself underneath the bed.
Dominique saw her feet move over to the dresser, and heard her pull open a drawer. He heard her pull something from the drawer, and then there was silence for a few moments. Then he saw her move closer to the dresser, and heard her pick something up.
"What…?" Her voice shook slightly as she spoke. Her feet turned completely around, and Dominique watched them go out the door. He waited until he could no longer hear her footsteps, and then he slipped out from under the bed.
He turned to the dresser and notice what, no doubt had made Isabelle seem so surprised. On top of the dresser was a long stemmed rose, wrapped in a black ribbon, the rose stripped of all it's thorns. He knew where the rose must have come from. He had received one on his 5th 10th and 16th birthdays.
He hurried out of the room, and down into his home. He found his father sitting at the organ, playing a haunting melody, that Dominique recognized was from his father's own work of 'Don Juan Triumphant'. Dominique came to his father's side (Something he had never dared do before, as he found it dangerous) and stared at his father with curious and demanding eyes.
"Go away, Dominique…" Erik said, not turning, or stopping his playing.
Dominique slammed his hand down on the organ keys, sending a sick and ugly ringing tone out into the room. Even after he stopped hitting the notes, the out of tune melody hung heavy in the air.
Matthieu came running out of his room, and looked at his now standing father and brother. He looked between the two, feeling and seeing the contention.
"How do you know her!" Dominique demanded, thoroughly confusing his brother.
"That is none of your concerned." Erik raged, "None of my business is any of your care. You should-"
Dominique cut him off, which surprised both of Erik's sons. "No, Erik, you should stop lying to me, and tell me what happened to make you a bitter and senile old man, who dares not leave his dark hole in the ground."
"If you hate it here so badly, then perhaps you should be the one to leave."