Sorry this took so long to update. Thanks reviewers! Cat is welcomed in Paris in the next chapter. Sorry this is a rather short chapter, I've been really busy!
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Chapter 4: The Mask and Boat Ride
Before Cat had the chance to breathe, they were on a ship to Paris. Claire said nothing of the reason why they were going but instead busied herself on the ship by talking to Mark and look out over the seas.
Cat had never seen the ocean, or dolphins for that matter until now when they swan and jumped along the sides of this massive ship.
"You'll begin to hate this trip in a few hours. In fact, by tomorrow morning you'll be begging us to throw you off," Mark spoke, coming up behind her. Cat was never easy to scare nor suprise, infact, she invited them both into her life with open arms.
"Hardly. I love adventures, and now that I'm experiencing the taste of open water, I cant wait to see what Paris has in store for me," Cat replied with a warm smile.
"You sound like the Countess," Mark stated smiling widely.
"Really?" Cat asked in disbelief.
"Indeed Mon Cheri, for you see, when Countess de Chagny married the Vicomte, he took away her voice and music," Mark said.
"She was a singer?" Cat asked.
"Indeed, she was famously known as Christine Daae back when Meg and her were students at the Opera Popilaire," Mark explained.
"Is that when the rumors of the Phantom and Christine's relationship began?" Cat asked.
"Nay, they began when the Vicomte de Chagny became Firmin and Andre's Patron. The countess knew the Vicomte from childhood but he had yet to notice her until the night she became Prima Dona for the first time," Mark said.
"So why did he stop her from singing? From the stories I have heard, the Vicomte was a decent man," Cat said.
"My best guess is that if there was a Phantom of the Opera, then the Countess's singing would be a painful reminder of him," Mark stated.
Cat sighed heavily while looking out over the ocean. "I would have liked to have met the famous Opera ghost," Cat admitted.
"With the rebuilt Opera House, I suspect he will return," Mark said.
"But there are stories that he died long ago," Cat stated,
"Nay, all they found was the mask many claimed he always wore," Mark said and reached into his pockets again. Within minutes, Cat found her eyes lingering on the very mask the Phantom of the Opera wore.
"Where did you get that?" Cat asked excitedly as Mark placed the mask in her hands.
"Let's just say Madame Giry happened to come across the guards when they snatched this from Meg's hands," Mark said.
Cat stood there holding the mask the way a child would a present on Christmas morning. Slowly handing it back to Mark, he moved away as if her hands had now poisoned it.
"You shall take care of it now," Mark said. Cat looked at him happily yet totally confused. "But remember to hide it from others eyes. Especially the Vicomte. And remember that should the Phantom return, he will come looking for his mask."
"Then I'd best not let it fall into the wrong hands," Cat said smiling. "I wouldn't want to miss a oppurtunity to meet the real Phantom of the Opera!" She gave Mark a hug in graditude. "Thank you."
"No, thank you. For in time you'll see that the mask is a burden rather then a blessing to withhold. A curse made the very Phantom in my opinion," Mark said before leaving Cat to ponder at his words.
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