Just to let you know I shall be making up random names of people so don't shoot me if in one of the book, there is a character that I made up a name for. Just letting you know so you don't tell me I got it wrong…enjoy

" Come on Anna we have to leave"

The roar of fire and screams filled the air; smoke was rising from the small town. The sisters ran for their lives along with others

"Angel I can't run anymore"

"Then I will carry you"

The angry shouts of the rebels were coming closer. The two sisters had reached a dead end, a rocky cliff leading down into the sea.

"Well, look what we have here" a rebel said to them "are with us or against us". The sisters held each other close not able to answer. "Well then since the older one can't answer, and the younger one is too stupid," the man said "we can trade the older one and keep the younger one"

Angela woke up in a sweat, for the week she had been down here; she had had horrible nightmares. They were getting worse each night, but she still didn't have the courage enough to tell anyone. So until the gained that courage, she would be consumed by her own past. Angela changed into one extra set of dresses (which she tolerated) she had gotten from Madam Giry.

She had gotten better, and the Phantom had been kind to her, for some strange reason, after all she did try to kill him. She was now able to move from place to place, but when she did it would cause her great pain. James was a regular, the Phantom was usually not around unless they were eating or she needed help changing her bandages. Other than that James and Angela would talk, unknown to them; the Phantom was there, listening. He didn't know why he was so interested in this girl; he still loved Christine, didn't he? No one was sure of anything, especially Christine, she didn't know weather she loved Raoul or not anymore. Everyone in the Opera House were pleased, ever since the bounty hunter had been taken by the Phantom, he hadn't destroyed as much, or cause as much havoc as he did.

One night Angela was sitting in a chair, talking to James and this night unparticular, the Phantom was listening very closely from his hiding place.

"Angela I don't wanna be impolite, but how old are you?" James asked.

"Well that is impolite" Angela teased "but I am 23".

"23" James said in shock "how can you be 23, you don't look a day past 19".

"I used to get that a lot from my older brother, Charlie" Angela laughed.

"What happened to him?" James asked, he frequently tired to get her to tell him about her past but she would side step it. Angela stared down at the ground trying to side step this too. "Angela please, you've been hiding a lot of things, its driving you mad" James said.

"And how would you know this" Angela said softly.

"Because I can see it, and so can the Phantom, you may not notice but were worried about you" James said in a serious tone.

'The boy can read people well' the Phantom though, because it was true, he had noticed she was troubled by something and was worried.

"Now please at least tell me what happened to your brother, you don't have to tell your whole story now just this part" James insisted.

Angela nodded "I don't know what happened to him, all I know is, when I was about 9 years old, my brother had went to work, he was a blacksmith. He never came back, our whole town searched, and he wasn't the only one, others had gone missing too".

James was silent, as Angela regained that sorrowful look in her eyes. James had to cheer her up even though he had pushed her.

"So how did you say you got arrested?" James asked hoping to get her mind off of it.

"I was coming from America, aboard a merchant ship" Angela started "one of the merchants thought I stole something, so as I was getting off, the Paris Police captured me and brought me here".

"Well that's stupid" James said and immediately after started asking about America.

Christine was now dead set on deciding who she wanted, she knew her Angel still loved her. She was also puzzled why the Phantom would take that bounty hunter; she tried to kill him. Christine then though about how Raoul hired her behind her back, that only made things worse. She didn't like the idea of that other girl down there with her angel, so she decided she wanted her angel back. She would find a way to take Erik back, weather Raoul liked it or not.

The Phantom quietly watched the two, who had now moved on to a conversation about her brother's troubles and enemies. He realized this was the first time he had actually seen that hunter without her sorrowful expression. Why he cared, he will never know.

' I shouldn't grow too attached to this hunter, she might turn against me" the Phantom though. He liked her down here and the boy too, but he didn't want his heart broken again. Then the hunter said something quite interesting, which angered him a lot.

"So name another enemy your brother had," James asked.

"Yes, he was from a small city in France, I think his name was Robert Destler" Angela said. The Phantom went wide-eyed, her brother knew his father.

"What did Charlie do to him?" James asked.

"He wanted Charlie to make him a type of torture device, but my brother refused, saying it was inhuman," Angela said.

"You are never to mention him again," the Phantom said coming out of his hiding place. He was angered at the story that she just told, he thought he would never have to hear that name again.

"Why, did you know the guy?" Angela asked, and she got up.

"Yes I did and as long as you are here, which will be for a while, you will not say that name" the Phantom roared.

"It's a name, from a story my brother told me its not going to kill you" Angela said calmly with laughter in her voice. The Phantom couldn't take it anymore; he raised his hand and slapped her. Angela had her head turned to the side from the force of the hit. She stood their silent, anger boiling inside her; no one hit her and got away with it. She then hit him in the jaw, using her right hand naturally. The Phantom was stunned, he never expected to be hit, especially but a woman. He grabbed her wrists and began to drag her off somewhere, and she struggled as always. The Phantom got even angrier and slammed her against a wall causing her to hiss in pain.

"I will warn you once, since you haven't heard of me until now" the Phantom growled, he had lifted her off her feet so they were at the same eye level. "The next time I tell you to do something, while your down here, you will listen or they're the punishment will be worse than this". He then put her down, she winced in pain, her side hurt terribly now. She looked up at him, anger filled her eyes, how she wanted to hurt him but she didn't have the strength. She fell to the floor, clutching her side, it was too painful, and she must have hit the wound. The Phantom looked down at her with pity, and was praying to god none of her wounds had re-opened. He gently picked her up and began to walk over to the curtained area.

Christine had a plan, she would go find Erik and see if he still wanted her. She quietly went to the secret passage behind her mirror, and pushed it open. She made her way down to the underground lake, and luckily she knew her way around it. She finally came upon the entrance to his lair. Then she saw the thing that crushed her spirit; Erik was carrying the hunter to the room that he had carried her too. Jealousy ran through Christine, he had found her first and loved her. Yet he was taking care of her, a bounty hunter. She would have him even if she had to kill the hunter, and she would.