To love or not to love
This story is based on Susan Kay's book and Erik. He is my favorite Phantom. I re-edited this. As one writes, they learn things. I know I did, that is why I re-edited. No lines were taken out, only some were refaced.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Phantom of the Opera.
Erik and Nadir were walking along the Seine River. It was a peaceful night. They just walked. They did not talk or even look at each other. The business with Christine Daae had left Erik broken. She had left 2 years ago. Nadir had helped Erik fake his death. Erik wanted Christine to live in peace and without guilt. Which is more then Nadir could say for Erik. He needs something to do. Nadir thought as he looked over at his moping friend. Nadir had a time talking Erik into getting out. He had let Ayesha go with Christine. So Erik had no one but Nadir for company, not that Erik enjoyed his visits. Surprisingly, Erik's heath began to clear up after she left. Nadir believed that the obsession over her had been the cause of it. Now that she was gone, Erik is as strong as he had been in Persia.
"Erik-" Nadir began.
"Daroga, Don't. Don't start. I am not in the mood for-" Erik was interrupted when they both heard splashing.
Ever curious Erik looked out into the black water. They watched as a boy crawled out of the water, cussing like a sailor. He tried to stand and fell. Erik and Nadir stepped closer.
"God damned ice!" The voice did not belong to a boy but a girl. She tried to stand again, this time succeeding. She picked up a large flat leather case. Then she looked around. She let out a gasp and dropped her case.
"Mademoiselle?" Erik's soft voice sounding though the still cold air.
She gasped, and spun. She looked at Erik standing but not 3ft away. Her bright green eyes glittered in the dim light. She swept her eyes over Erik's tall form. From his feet to his face. As her eyes settled on his mask, her face furrowed and whispered, "Erik?" then staggering, her eyes filled with pain, she grabbed her chest," My heart!" with that she collapsed at Erik's feet.
