Alright, I've wanted to do this since I seen the movie. I'm combining the book and the movie. In this Christine is thirteen, and the phantom wants to adopt her. It basically follows the book with movie stuff thrown in. Oh, and Christine isn't going to get away. Hope you enjoy the story.
Blaise.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, or the story. No matter how much I wish I did.
That day started like any other day. Christine and Meg were preparing for rehearsal. Some of the people were preparing to face Carlotta by plugging cotton in their ears. Just the way things were done everyday. Their managers walked in which was slightly surprising. All heads turned their way. It was noticed that two other men were with them too.
"I am pleased to introduce your new managers. Richard Firmin, and Messieur Moncharmin." One of the managers announced.
"We are retiring to Australia. Have a happy time." Said the other.
Moncharmin stepped forward. "And we are pleased to introduce our patron, Count Philippe de Chagney, and his brother the Viscount Raoul de Chagney."
Just after Moncharmin finished, Philippe stepped forward and bowed. "We await to-nights performance eagerly. See you then." Then he gave another bow and left. Rehearsal resumed.
That night it was not Carlotta singing, it was little Christine Daae'. Carlotta had fallen ill at the last minute. But Christine, even at this young age, sang like an angel descended from Heaven. And after she was finished the girl looked so happy, and surprised that she had done well, she nearly fainted. But she made it to her room. Raoul de Chagney had recognized her as the young girl he had helped a few years before when her scarf had fallen into the lake. He rushed to her dressing room, only to find a crowd gathered there. He pushed his way through, and entered the room. He saw Christine at a vanity table fingering a rose with a black ribbon tied around it.
"Hello, Christine." Raoul said.
"Hello, Raoul. It is good to see you again. It has been so long since I last saw you." Christine replied.
"Entirely too long. You sang so beautifully to-night. Tell me, who is your great teacher?"
"Raoul, do you remember the stories my father used to tell about the angel of music? He was right. The Angel of Music is my great teacher. He has been giving me lessons for months now."
"The way you sang to-night, I believe you. But now I must go. I will see you soon." And Raoul left. He was just about to walk away when he heard a man's voice in Christine's room.
"But Christine, you must love me." The voice said.
"How can you say things like that, when I sing for you, and you alone. I'm very tired. I gave you my soul to-night."
"Your soul is a beautiful thing my child, and I owe you my thanks. No man has ever received so fair a gift."
Raoul heard footsteps coming to the door, and hid in the shadows. Christine came out just as Raoul was hidden. When Raoul looked at her face he saw that she had been crying. Christine hurried past and did not see Raoul. He decided to see the voice which caused Christine so much pain. When he went in, there was no one there. So Raoul closed the door and went home.