It's the opening of the Norian theater. It had taken two years to get a theater of this stature to become reality, but finally it was done. They put on an opera to celebrate the grand opening, called "Wine of Sorrow". It was about a young couple getting torn away from each other by the death of the man. The woman, in her sorrow, comits suicide to join her lover forever. The opera was going great. It reached it's climax, where the male dies, when the lights switched off. When the lights flashed back on the male was dead, three slash wounds to his chest and face. After this horrific incident the theater was to be closed down immeadiately, however, the young woman who played his love declared that if the theater was to be closed then why would all be disrespecting the male actor. However, it was learned after her death that if the theater was closed when it should have been then she would have lost the millions she got for the murder of the male. Ever since that night, during that particular Opera, there is always a murder, caused by the Phantom of the Opera.
It has been 90 years since that day, and the people have changed greatly.The theater had been bought by a young man who had loved the gory history, yet wnated to prove it wrong. He was quite attractive with his long, wild black hair, and his green eyes. His sister had equally dark hair, but it was always up. Her eyes were plain brown, and she had a bit of a sneer to her face. She would inherit the theater if some thing were to happen to her brother. However, she dispised the thought because she wishes to be a successful actor and have nothing to do with owning the theater. Almost immeadiately after he had achieved the theater he held try outs for "Wine of Sorrow' which he remade to be a musical play, not purely opera. He was determined to prove the stories of the theater false.
"So, brother, how are we supposed to get people to try out? After all thses stories, I'm sure most of the public are terrified to try out," the sister, Angelica, commented.
"And of course I'll be the star of the show, correct?" she added on "Asuming that we fill up the rest of the cast with sutible personel," she continued. He brother, Damion, glanced up from his paper work and glared at his sister.
"I have no way of knowing the answers to any of the questions or requests you ask of me," he said shortly and continued with his work. Angelica gave a disgruntled noice and left the room. Both her and her brother were in suits, because auditions were going to comence in a few hours hence. There was 14 roles to place, along with extra crew. There was the two lovers, their parents, the male's three sisters, the female's uncle, the murderer, the detective, the female's brother and his girlfriend. After a few hours of auditions, he had achieved the detective, the parents, and the brother and the girlfriend. However, no one caught his eye for the lead role, especially not his sister who was trying most despretly to make him pick her. He had finally gotten all off the cast other then the star of the show, the female, whose name would be decided by the chosen actor. rehearsals would be over in 15 min. and all the people participating were simply put awful. They had nice voices and could act but none of them had them right feel for the character. After the last girl had been most sadly denied, Angelica picked up the checklist smugly.
"So let's see, it looks like we have everyone except the main character. So I guess it's up to me," she put on this dramatic face and sat in her chair wearily.
"The show must go on so, I'll do it," she said darkly.
However, while she was talking a young woman opened the huge, double doors to the theater and walked in slowly, looking around carefully. She had shoulder length dark brown hair, in very pretty natural ringlets up in a elegant bun. However, her attire was quite different. She wore a tight, black t-shirt with purple flames in the shape of a heart. Her skirt was purple plaid, along with fishnet stockings and combat boots. She had some large, hoop earings on and wore a silver sword entwined with a dragon and a silver chain around her neck. When she looked up at us I noticed her eyes were deep blue, with tints of red in them. She walked towards us and gave a crooked smile.
"Am I late for auditions?" she asked ignoring Angelica's gasping. However, when she said this Angelica woke up from her shock and pointed at her dramatically.
"I'm very sorry dear, but you are," she said in mock regret. The girl's reaction was most unexpected.
"Am I really? Surely you were able to find some one to be the star who is most beautiful and much more talented then I could ever be. If I was to hear that the role was forced upon some one such as you I would be quite disappointed and relieve you of that duty.It would be a shame to see such a beautiful woman be forced upon stage to act when she clearly would like to be doing some thing else. As I said before, I could releive you if such a thing were to happen. Of course, only if I pass auditions," she added on looking at Angelica square in the eye. Damion stared at the girl in shock. It was like she had read her mind!
"How did you? What? Are you?" stuttered Angelica in shock and rage.The girl smiled slyly.
"So I was right? I normally am. I detect how people respond to things and add them up. I'm a bit of a scientist, you could say. So, am I going to be allowed to audition?" she asked Damion, suddenly completely ignoring his sister. Angelica screamed no right away but Damion gave her the chance. He told her to stand on the stage where she would be told to act certain scenes and sing certain things.
"Ok, so please introduce yourself," started Damion, taking out his checkboard. She curtseyed and smiled sweetly.
"My name is Dutchess Cere, I'm 17 and I have been in music since I was 7. I have been in acting since I was four, however none of the plays or performances I've been in really had been anything big. For example, school plays and garage bands," she said , explaining things quite clearly. Damion nodded and asked her to act out a scene. She was an excelent actor and fit the emotion perfectly. However, what really won her the part was when he asked her to sing. She happened to be an alto, which would normally lose a part in musical, especially if you're a girl. But when she started to sing, it was like a chelo. Her voice was rich and full, never breaking during holds and hitting every note with such accuracy, it was like she had known the song all her life.
After her performance, Damion stood up and clapped. Angelica had left the room, not to be seen again that day in her fury.
"So, do I have the part?" she asked falsely shy. She stepped down from the steps to Damion. he looked up at her and his breath was taken away for a moment. Her skin was clear and snow pale. After her singing, she was slightly flushed, with just added to the beauty of her.
"Are you okay?" she asked Damion, smiling slightly. He blinked several times and nodded.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Wecome to the Norian Theater, Miss Cere. I am Damion Sorind. My sister is Angelica Sorind. Please excuse her behavior, she is a jealous woman," he explained, bowing and kissing her hand. She blushed slightly, being unused to this type of treatment. he chuckled lightly.
"It is tradition that the actors stay in the Theater until the show. Will you be staying with us Miss Cere?" he asked politely. She looked around at the victorian style theater and the high quality funishing.
"I think I will thank you," she said, pleased with her living conditions. Damion left to show her to her room, taking her by the hand. Unknown to both of them, they had an audience of one. He moved slightly from where he was watching. He was watching from a room, deep in the cellars, using his mind to travel the theater. He had been intriged by Dutchess, and her voice was enchanting. He opened his eyes and moved through the walls and ceilings until he reached her room.
Oblivious to the company she had, she began to look through what she had in the master bedroom. There was a large wardrobe near the end of the room, and a large victorian bed. The room was composed of reds and greys. All together, a very prettty room. It was late, so she looked through the wardrobe and found a silk night gown. She undressed slowly, tired. As the phantom watched he become more and more taken with this woman. Her body was perfect, her skin smooth and clear. Her pale skin had a glow to it that would make the moon envious. He was captivated in her beauty and perfection and how her night gown fell lightly around her body. She took a glance outside towards the night sky, then got into bed.
However, she tossed and turned in her sleep, as if she was troubled. The phantom rose completely on her room and and walked slowly towards her bed. He stroked her pale cheek and begun to sing to her. His voice was soft and worn, yet it was erie, and beautiful. She relaxed and fell into a deep slumber, him watching her intently. Then satisfied he moved slowly back to his original room.