I cut allot of the act short before the Phantom appears.. because.. well.. i dont know much of it XD So, im sorry if that takes away from the overall mood ;
I hope you all enjoy this (if anyone is even reading this) I know I am enjoying writing it!
The stage was set. Before she was to stroll onto the stage, she thought of the Masqurade ball. She heard his voice in her head 'Her chains are still mine, she belongs to ME'. She heard her cue, and went onstage for a performance that would change her life.
The first act went smoothly, and Signor Piangi played a wonderful Don Juan. Well, not entirely wonderful. He hit his marks, but his voice was not that good. Christine performed flawlessly. The play was rather uneventful thus far, and Christine began to truely relax. Our Don Juan left the stage for a moment, and Christine sat in the center of the stage fiddling with a rose quietly. Then, she heard it.
"Passarino, go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey."
Christine thought to herself, 'Signor Piangi certainly is singing much better.' She didnt look from her rose, not wanting to break character.
"You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge"
Christine looked up at her Don Juan and looked over him. He was not built like Piangi at all... He was not Piangi.. He was.. Her Phantom!
"In pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, silent..."
He held his finger to his mouth as he sang his last two words. He knew that she had figured it out, and he wanted her to be silent, and not panic.
"I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge.."
She fluttered her eyes for a moment and tilted her head back, getting lost in his voice.
"In your mind you've already succumbed to me,
Dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me, no second thoughts, you've decided, decided..."
She stood up, every word he sang made her body feel so alive. He approached her slowly, seductively.
"Past the point of no return, no backward glances Our games of make believe are at an end Past all thought of "if" and "when," no use resisting Abandon thoughts, and let the dream descend"
She watched on as he circled her, it felt as if they were the only two in the entire opera. Suddenly, he swooped in behind her and grasped her neck and sang on powerfully.
"What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlock its door?"
He then took his fingertips from her neck, and traced them down her collarbone, past her elbow, and held her wrist.
"What sweet seduction lies before us?"
On his last note, he dropped a beautiful gold bracelet from his hand to hers.
Meanwhile, Raoul watched on from his box. He knew. He knew it was the accursed man who was trying to steal Christine from him. He could do nothing but watch. He felt so helpless.
"Past the point of no return, the final threshold
What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return..."
Christine stepped back from him, and looked away, she feared she had forgotten what to sing. Then she remembered. Sing from the heart. Trust him. She blinked and thought.. Suddenly the words came to her.
"You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,
To that moment where speech disappears into silence, silence..."
She sang her last line up at Raoul, who was now calling more policemen into his box. He wanted to desperately to do something. But he could not. He had to sit, and wait.
"I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining,
Defenceless and silent, and now I am here with you
No second thoughts, I've decided, decided..."
She allowed her sleeves to slip from her shoulders to her upper arms, exposing her pale elegant collar bone.
Erik thought to himself 'She is mine. The power of the music of the night had taken over her.' She was singing to him. Not to Don Juan, but to Erik, Her Angel, The Phantom.
"Past the point of no return, no going back now Our passion play has now, at last, begun"
They both began their ascent up the spiral staircases on opposite sides of the stage.
"Past all thought of right or wrong, one final question How long should we two wait, before we're one?"
She leaned over the stairwell and sang across the stage to him. He continued on, wanting to get the finale very bady. Her words were so genuine. He never imagined her to sing this song he wrote for her so well. It make him weak in the knees.
"When will the blood begin to race, the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us?"
Raoul grew more worried as she approached the top of the stage. 'I have lost her' he thought. 'To that.. Monster' He wanted to do something about it so badly that it hurt him. He needed to stop this evil creature from taking his Fiancee.
"Past the point of no return, the final threshold The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn"
They grabbed each others sides, and Erik spun her around and pulled her back to his chest. He held her hands in his and slid them up her body.
"We've passed the point of no return..."
Everyone fell completely silent. Raoul swallowed hard and a fire in him burned. Christine was being fondled by another man in front of a full house. Guards now appeared in the rafters just off stage around Christine and Erik. They stood motionless. Erik felt a song come over him, and whispered it delicately into Christines ear as he caressed her neck with his fingertips.
"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime Lead me, save me from my solitude"
Raoul looked on. 'That song..' His eyes widened 'My song! How did he know? He must have been there!'
"Say you want me with you, here beside you"
Christine's eyes opened, and she turned to look Erik in the face. She placed a hand on his cheek lovingly. Tears filled her eyes.
"Anywhere you go let me go too Christine, that's all I ask of you!"
He finished strong, so all could hear. Christine pulled her face towards his and quickly locked lips with his. Suprised by her move, he pressed his lips back into hers. With that, the audience burst into a loud applause. Erik then covered Christine in his cape and with a flash and smoke, he had dissapeared with her.
Raoul stood, and turned to the guard and shouted "Find Them!" The guard then turned to him and said, quite plainly "There is nothing we can do. He is gone." "But my Fiancee!" The guard turned to leave "I fear, Monsieur, we do not act of marital problems." The guards had left, and the audience started to get up out of their seats and leave. The play was over. Raoul went back stage and tried to find Madame Giry. She had left.