Hey there Minions and Loyal fans this is my second ToS fic and third actuall fic.
The cast is as follows;
Phantom-Zelos; I had to do Zelos, because it was either him or Mithos and Sheena and Mithos is wrong.; Christine-Sheena; Raoul-Lloyd; Madame Giry-Raine; Andre and Firmin-Kratos and Regal; Carlotta-Pronyma; Meg Giry-Colette; Previous Owners-Genis and Presea; Extras/Backstage-Renegades and Desians.
Chapter 1 Sheena and the Angel of Music
A young woman sat in the shadows of darkness upon the stage taking in every note, chord, and voice studying every aspect of it. She was a woman of about 19 and an absolutely gorgeous figure. Her Raven black hair was tied into a messy bun and she had dark brown eyes as if she just had a black pupil.
She wore a purple kimono with sleeves that didn't quite reach her shoulders, some black pants, and a big pink sash around her waist tied into a bow in the back. An odd attire for France in the 1600's.
She sat there in the shadows for many hours entranced in the Opera that was being rehearsed for the following night, so she didn't notice when two men came behind her to watch the rehearsal as well.
"Excuse me miss, but could we get your name?" Asked one of the men causing her to jump about three feet into the air.
One of the men was a very muscular person with long untidy blue hair and wore shackles on his wrists for a very peculiar reason. His legs looked extremely powerful even through his pant she could see just how muscular they were. The other man was a little shorter but not much with Auburn hair that was down over his eyes in a messy fashion. His purple jump suit revealed his normal figure as well as a long sword, which stuck out as much as the shackles on the other man.
"Oh. My name's Sheena Fujibayashi. Who are you?" She asked looking a little puzzled.
"I am Regal." Said the man with the shackles.
"And I am Kratos." The man with the sword added. "We are the new owners of this Opera house, and we'd like to know the people around here."
"Oh well then let me help you out." She said pointing to the people on the stage. "The woman there in the front is Pronyma and she always gets the female lead in every opera."
They looked upon a woman with green hair singing in a snobbish tone and an excellent pitch and near perfect sound. Kratos and Regal then realized that they wouldn't find a better performer than that.
"Over there in the back playing her maid is my best friend Colette." She smiled pointing to a girl with long blonde hair, and deep sapphire eyes. "Then we have on the other side of the curtain the person that helps with almost everything is Raine." They glanced at an older yet still young looking woman with short silver hair and they could catch a brief glimpse of violet eyes as she turned to go back to work.
"The final people you should know are the two sitting in the front row. The boy is Genis and the girl is Presea, and they I guess now are the previous owners of the opera house." She pointed to a small boy of about 12 years old same silver hair and violet eyes as Raine, while the girl looked to be about his age and she had pink hair while wearing a purple dress.
"Are you sure that they are the previous owners?" Regal asked with a skeptical look.
"Yes, and don't let age fool you they know more about opera's than anyone else does, except The Phantom." She said.
"The Phantom? Whose The Phantom?" Kratos asked with his interest peaked.
"You'll hear from The Phantom soon enough." She said turning back to the stage.
"Then where do you fit Sheena?" Kratos asked.
"Oh. I'm first understudy of Pronyma, although I've never had hardly anytime on stage." She said bringing down her face.
"All right every body that's good." Genis said standing up. "Now I have some bad news for you. Presea and I are no longer the owners of this opera house. We have sold it to two very prestigious men Kratos and Regal." As Regal and Kratos stepped out onto the stage.
"Mr. Kratos, Mr. Regal. This letter came for you." Raine said stepping out onto the stage. They took the envelope from her and turned it over and found a skull sealing the envelope, as everyone shuttered in fear except Kratos and Regal.
Dear new owners of the opera house,
I welcome and congratulate you on your fine taste for opera's, and offer some advise. You'll follow what I say…
After they had read that aloud a scream interrupted them as a woman came screaming out holding a head with blood on the bottom and it looked fresh.
…or you'll suffer the consequences as by now you've gotten my little gift. Just know there are worse things that I can do than just kill a man.
The Phantom of the Opera
"That's it. I can't take this anymore. I quit." Pronyma exclaimed storming off the stage.
"Wait you can't do this right before a show." Regal pleaded.
"I can. And I WILL!" She yelled storming off for good.
Kratos turned to Sheena and asked, "You do know her part right?"
"Yes." She answered hesitantly.
"Good, then you'll get your time on stage after all." He said pointing her to wardrobe.
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"I think were ready for tomorrow." Regal admitted to Kratos.
As the play finished a small round of claps came from the background people and Kratos and Regal. As the applause died down another louder clap came from the back of the audience. Everyone turned to see who it was and out of the shadows came a boy wearing a red leather jacket and black pants with suspenders.
"Who are you?" Kratos asked. But before he could answer Sheena leapt off the stage and ran and gave him a hug.
"Lloyd. Where have you been Lloyd?" She asked almost coming to tears.
"You know I've been on that journey to collect all the exspheres. But I couldn't not see your big part." Lloyd said stroking her hair.
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After the opera Sheena sat in her dressing room as the flowers kept coming in from her beautiful performance of that night. About half of those flowers were from Lloyd. A knock came to her door.
"Who is it?" She asked still beaming from the hours previous.
"It's me. Can I come in?" Lloyd asked.
"Of course." She said as the door creaked open.
"I came to give you more flowers." He said handing her another bouquet of roses.
"Thanks Lloyd, but you know you should give some credit to my Angel of Music." She said placing the flowers on her bed.
"Angel of Music?" He asked skeptically.
"When my father was alive he always told me that every performer had an Angel of Music that watched over them." She explained.
"Do you know who you're Angel of Music is?" He asked hopingly.
"No. I don't." She said looking down. 'Damn it. I want to tell him so bad that I love him.'
"Oh. So why don't you come with me to celebrate?" He asked.
"Sure, just give me a moment." She said.
'Damn it. I want to tell her that I love her.' He thought as he left the room, but not before he heard the door lock and another voice enter the room.
"Why do you bother with this boy who doesn't even know what it means to know the meaning of music?" Came the voice that seemed to echo.
"Who are you? Are you my Angel of Music? Where are you?" She asked looking around the room.
"Look at yourself in the mirror?" The voice said.
"You are my Angel of Music." She said looking at a man standing in the mirror. He had long red hair that was fairly unkempt. He wore a very noble type of clothing but the thing that was most off about him was the fact that he only wore half a mask to hide the right side of his face.
"Then come to the Angel of Music, or if you prefer I am the Phantom of the Opera." The Phantom said as he held out his hand as if to signal to follow him.
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