Chapter One Journey to Paris,
Night was glorious as Monsieur Ravenswood, his wife, and his Daughter were packing for Paris. They were courteously invited to a Masquerade at the world renown Opera Populaire. Melanie Ravenswood, his daughter, said goodbye to her secretly beloved boyfriend.
"Ill miss you." he said while kissing her.
"It tis only for a week. It is in a way good that I finally am leaving Thunder Mesa for a little while. The mine and the crazy town people. To a world renown opera! Oh how I love to sing the opera since I am a soprano. But my father never cared. No all he can think of is his self and his reputation.
"But the good thing of this I may meet the great Christine Daae! Oh how her sweet voice enchants all of France! Oh how I would love to meet her and her rather unknown teacher... shame how her father died. The great Gustav Daae and his enchanting violin. Oh how it is to be her Ill never know."
"Oh what simple pleasures cross you mind," he said, "I am glad your father is taking you. At least he shows some sign of your existence. Ill be missing you for these two weeks. You always will be in my heart."
Though unknown, her father was listening in to this conversation. "Damned be that wretched gypsy! He dare lay his lips on hers! Oh how I am damned to seek my revenge. He may laugh at the face of death now but soon he will be over powered by it! But how? HOW? Maybe ill learn on the following weeks. You will pay you fool!" M. Ravenswood left laughing to himself such devilish thoughts on how to destroy an innocent man. Not knowing that he would find his answer from the last person he would expect.
Now the thing that perplexed most everyone was the invite said "Were rid of the Ghost this New Years!". Did it mean the Opera Ghost that said to humiliate Carlotta Gudichelli, the lead sopranino of the house? The same one that killed a stagehand? The one who brought down the chandelier! Oh the irony that they would have to go to a haunted house! But they said that there was no sign of him for six months so maybe he left for good. So they thought. HA!
To close this chapter, they left for Paris that night. Packed their fine masks and costumes. They left for Paris that night and everyone with their wishes a blur. What shall happen? What is their fate? Find out in the next chapter...