Capitola Eleven
Christopher awoke in the middle of the night, pining for his mother. He went down to the street to order a carriage. When he went back to change, Erika appeared. She used her hammer to knock out the real coach driver. She hooded herself and sat in the driver's seat.
Rowina saw all this, and grabbed her horse, galloping after them, desperate to save Christopher.
Soon Christopher came back out. They drove to the cemetary. Erika sneaked around back to Gwenuivere Daaé's (Gustave Daae) grave. Christopher slowly walked through the graves.
You were once, my only friend
I care only for you
You were once, my loving Mother
Then it all went wrong
Hoping you were here with me again
Hoping you were here with me
At times I thought
You'd never rot
How very wrong I was
Dark grey stones
The weeds are tangled
It is dark and dank
You were once a great beauty
Buried in the dirt
Too many days
Fighting your gaze
Why can't Erika just die?
Hoping you were here with me again
Knowing that you'll still be dead
Make her forgive
Teach her to live
Without me to teach
No more Erika,
Now I've got Rowina
We're getting married
So screw you, Phantessa of the Ballet!
Erika ran out with a cry of rage. She brandished her sword, and took a swipe at Christopher. Just the, Rowina galloped in. She leaped off her horse, and she and Erika proceded to duel.
Eventually, and after Rowina got her arm cut, she had pinned Erika down. She raised the sword, ready to srike.
"NO!" shouted Christopher, surprising everyone, even himself. "Don't kill her. Not this way."
Rowina grumbled. She and Christopher got back on her horse and rode back to the ballet.
"Let it be known," Erika rasped. "That Rowina has begun this war!"