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Erik heard Meg's small laughter as he left and retreated to his room. The song he'd just played had come from the part of him that he thought was dead. Ever since Christine had left him for her precious Raoul he hadn't been able to compose anything of quality. But the music he'd been playing had seemed to pour out of him from a spring hidden deep in his soul. He felt different somehow. He couldn't explain and he didn't really want to examine it too closely but Meg Giry was affecting him. It was a ridiculous notion because he still loved Christine and needed her to feel alive. With that thought he stalked from his room and out into the opera house above.
Unfortunately for him, Carlotta had returned to sing in the latest show being put on. Too bad he wasn't ready to resume his Opera Ghost façade just yet. If he did Carlotta would be the first thing to go. He shook his head in disgust as she began one of her songs.
A small commotion in the back of the theater drew his attention. He looked down to find Madame Giry, practically hysterical while she tried to talk to the new owners.
"My daughter, please. I haven't seen her since she came here to return the Phantom's mask." Madame Giry told the men frantically.
"The Opera Ghost does not exist. I have no idea where your daughter is but it's certainly not here." One of the men told her, he seemed as if he was trying to be somewhat conciliatory with his tone.
"Yes. Yes she is. There is no where else she would go. I told her to come here, it's my fault. I don't want to go to Christine but if I must I will. Maybe she can talk to him. She was always the only one he listened to." Madame Giry said before dissolving fully into tears.
"Excuse me, but I was told that this "phantom" as you say was responsible for the fire that damaged the opera. It doesn't seem to me like he listened to anyone but himself and his own desires." The owner replied somewhat curiously.
"No it was all a horrible accident. He wasn't trying to burn down the opera. He was trying to get Christine to stay with him. And of course the young thing didn't want to stay. She had a handsome suitor, Raoul that she chose instead of the phantom. She betrayed the Phantom of the Opera and she never deserved him anyway. I always thought he deserved better than that empty headed singer." Madame Giry said forcefully, reminding the Phantom of the woman he used to know. There was still some of the old fire within Madame Giry yet. "Christine might be the only one that can ever reach the Phantom again. I must go get her and bring her here."
"Whatever the case, you daughter is not here and I haven't see, her. I'll call you a cab and if I see your daughter I'll send her to you directly." The men were sympathetic but they wanted to be done with this sobbing woman, so they pushed her out the doors and into a waiting cab.
Once again at the mention of Christine's name the Phantom felt anger surge through him. He controlled himself as he watched Madame Giry go out the doors he prayed that she would send Christine back to him, so he could finally have his revenge. He was no longer naïve about her true character. It was obvious the girl's affections were as changing as the wind, but no one played with the Phantom and got away with it. He returned to his lair in a vengeful angry mood.
a/n: I know this is short but I just wanted to get something out there for you loyal reviewers! So I should be able to write more sometime this week. I'll try and post later this week. Enjoy and Review! And once again, sorry it's short!