A/N: Thanks to reviewers! 'Preciate it! And if any of you ever get ideas, feel free to leave them. umm... I do have a new story story up, called Erik, meet Dracula, should be interesting, so go check it out. And, well, hope you enjoy the chapter! Thxs!

Chapter 9

The mind was silent. But what more was expected? We were all stuck inside the mind of a three year old. Well, not literally, of course, but with each passing agonizing second and no thoughts, it sure seemed like she was three. It was quite boring being stuck there with Erik and Raoul, not to mention just being a figment of imagination. I used to imagine what it would be like having Erik and Raoul being in the same room/area together; all the fights, the bleeding, the death of Raoul… but, now that it was actually happening, I was quite disappointed. They just sat there and glared at each other. Yes, they still have eyes, and a body, and what not. Just because we're stuck inside of a head does not mean that we do not exist. I can see my hand as clearly as I could if I were conscious.

We are bodies stuck inside a mindless land of unicorns and rainbows… Literally. I am surrounded by flying horned horses and luminous rainbows, which all make me sick to my stomach. Lucky me. Why couldn't I get stuck in Erik's head? How wonderful that would be… Then there would be gore and deaths and zombies or something. Now that would be interesting, and fun. But no, I have to be stuck in the land of Happy. Happy, Happy, Happy. And yes, I am taking about the dwarf.

Do I have you all thoroughly confused? Good. Now you are ready. Prepare yourselves, young grasshoppers. You are all in for the ride of your lives.

Okay, not really. Forget all the nonsense I just told you. None of it happened. Yes, we are still stuck, but not in a land of unicorns or dwarves. All right then, on with the show!

Erik, Raoul, and I all sat down in a circle. We were incredibly bored and had absolutely nothing to do. All around us was just pure blackness. I looked at the two boys and they seemed to be very bored as well. As I sat there, I tried to think of some way to entertain ourselves… I thought of all possible entertainment choices, and could only think of two that we could do in a black hole: music and movies (acting rather). If you ask me, I was rather sick of all the singing, and so that left us with movies. And of course, knowing me, the only movie that I could think of was Star Wars and POTO. Since I was in POTO, I decided Star Wars was the way to go. I had not filled Erik in on the prequels, and since he loved the original trilogy, I figured that he would enjoy Anakin's story as well.

"Excuse me, gentlemen," I began to get their attention. They both looked at me dully. "I have figured out a way to entertain ourselves." Cricket, cricket. "Okay then… don't get all excited. Well, anyways, I have decided to complete the Star Wars story that I had told Erik the other day." Erik's eyes surprisingly lit up a bit. "So, Erik, this begins with a young boy named Anakin Skywalker, yes, Luke's father, who becomes Darth Vader. This is his story."

And then I began the ingenious tale from Episode I:

"I am a poor slave boy," said Anakin. "And I am bored. But who are these people? Jedi? And they need my help? Oh goody! And look at that angel named Padme! I want to marry that one! Yay! I get to pod race! Vroom! Yay I won! Joy! What? I am going to be trained to become a Jedi too? Yippee!"

"We must get the Gargons to help us Nabooans win this war. And yes, I am the queen of Naboo," declared Padme. "Good, they shall help along with Jar Jar! Attack!"

"We must go defeat the Phantom Menace," said Qui-Gon Jinn.

"We are fighting him, but he is too strong!" yelled Obi-Wan Kenobi. "Oh dear! He has killed Qui-Gon! Die you evil fiend! Ha! I have cut you in half! Good-bye!"

"We have won the war! Victory to the Nabooans! Party! Party!" yelled Padme.

"Celebrate good times, come on!" sings Anakin and Obi-Wan.

"Obi-Wan is now my master! Yay! On to my training!" said Anakin.

Episode II

"It has been 10 years since I began my training, and we are going to see Padme again!" said Anakin. "I am so excited!"

"Your thoughts betray you," responds Obi-Wan.

"Oh shut it! Look there she is! But she still thinks of me as a little boy… boo-hoo. Well at least I get to protect her."

"Oh dear!" yelled Anakin. "She is being attacked! Run, Obi-Wan, run! Now we must chase the attacker, since we have saved the attackee. There he goes! He is in the bar! Kill him! Yay! Victory is ours!"

"You are being sent with Padme to Naboo," Obi-Wan tells Anakin. "Protect her, young Padawan."

"Yippee! I am alone with the angel in a house! Let me make my move. I love you, Padme," Anakin confides to Padme.

"We can't," she responds. "We would be living a lie. I couldn't."

"Damn you and your sensibility! Fine. I shall pout." He pouts.

Obi-Wan begins, "I have found a clone army. How? No clue. They are ours! But what's this? An evil bounty hunter who tried to kill Padme? Attack!" They fight. "Oh dear he is strong. He is on the ship, follow! Asteroids! Ahhhh! But wait! I can follow him to wherever he is going. Geonosis! Monsters! Captured! Oh woe is me."

Anakin and Padme receive a message. "It is Ob-Wan!" states Anakin. "He needs our help! Let's go! Oh dear, we are too late! We have been captured!"

"Anakin," says Padme, "Since we are about to die, I might as well tell you that I love you. Oh, you are such a good kisser… and really hot…"

"Now," Anakin begins, "We are tied to poles with monsters attacking us! Ha! We have overcome them and now the Jedi and the clone troops are we! We are saved! But I must chase after Count Dooku, the evil Sith Lord, with Obi-Wan! Ack! He has cut off my arm! Yay! Master Yoda is here! Boo! Dooku ran away! But yay! Padme and I just had a secret wedding that disobeys the Jedi code! I could be expelled! But I love my Padme and she loves me."

Episode III

"Three more years have passed," starts Anakin, "and now Obi-Wan and I are off you save the Chancellor from Count Dooku and General Grievous! We have found their ship and have infiltrated it! Look! The Chancellor! Uh-oh, Count Dooku has come! We are fighting and fighting and I am winning! I have him at the tip of my Light saber! Ha! He is dead and we are free!"

"General Grievous is here," said Obi-Wan. "We must engage him! Oh dear, he has escaped and the ship is crash landing! But Anakin safely landed us! Joy!"

"Now I am free to go see my wife!" Anakin says gleefully.

"Ani, I'm pregnant," Padme tells her husband.

"This is trouble, but very wonderful," responds Anakin. "Don't worry."

"Council meeting!" declares Anakin. "I am to spy on the Chancellor, who is my mentor and friend and who has helped me succeed in my Jedi training? Blasphemy! I don't trust the Jedi now…"

"I am the Sith Lord that you have been looking for Anakin," Chancellor Palpatine reveals. "Join me and I can save the one you love - your wife."

"I should kill you…" reasons Anakin. "But you need a fair trail. There! I got Master Windu to confront you! But you are getting beaten! Should I help you or kill you?" A great pause. "There I have killed Windu! I am a Sith apprentice name Darth Vader! Muahahaha!"

"Go and destroy all Jedi," the sith commands.

"I am going to the Temple and I have killed all the Jedi, even the younglings! Yay! Now off to Mustafar, the bubbling lava planet, where I will kill the Separatist leaders. They are dead! And here comes Padme! She looks sad…"

"Anakin! Obi-Wan said you turned to the dark side! You're breaking my heart!"

"No!" screams Anakin. "You've turned against me! And Obi-Wan is on your ship! Traitor! I choke you and you fall unconscious!"

"Anakin, what have you done?" asks Obi-Wan. "You are a Sith and we must duel."

"Fine! Let us finish this. Rawr! We battle with our light sabers and put up a great fight. We are battling on a little platform and you jump off! I shall follow you and kill you, for my power is great! Ack! MY ARMS! MY LEGS! You cut them off you bastard! Waaaa! I'm a stump! They'll call me Mr. Stumpy! Why? WHY?"

"I loved you Anakin!" Obi-Wan yells. "You were my brother! But you went against me and so I leave you now to gave save Padme!"

"Owww! This really hurts!" screams Anakin. "Looky! It's Palpatine! He has saved me and put me a respirator suit! Listen to my voice- coooooo-keeeeee. – that is awesome! What's this? Padme? Dead? NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Vengeance shall be mine!"

"Padme, you have delivered twins!" squealed Obi-Wan. "But you are now dead. I guess I will take the girl, Leia, to Bail Organa on Alderaan and the boy, Luke, to Tattooine, and then I shall go into hiding, as well as Yoda, since we are the only two Jedi left alive! We'll be back when the time is right!"

I finished the amazing tale, and looked at my audience. Raoul, the foppy idiot, was asleep. I punched him in face. Erik, the hot, sexy masked man that I loved, was crying. I hugged him. Then I kissed him. He loved it.

(No! I didn't! I was vulnerable and she took advantage of me! SOS! Someone! Anyone? I'm all alone… I feel so helpless…)

All of a sudden, an unconscious Algerian man fell through the roof! Then a drunken dwarf dressed a nun came hobbling in, babbling about some play! Following them both was a white boy, named Christian. I recognized him immediately.

"You!" I screamed as I grabbed his head. "Obi-Wan you sicko! You killed my Anakin! You must pay!"

The man screamed at my accusations, or maybe at the way I was throttling him, and tried to escape. But I tackled him to the floor, pounding his head against… whatever material made Christine's head. (Is this Cashmere?)

I was so caught up with Obi-Wan, that I did not realize that this was Christian, the Bohemian supporter whom I loved and pitied for losing Satine. Also, he had a really nice voice, which I cannot overlook.

Eventually, however, I did realize this, but only when he began singing, through a choked voice: The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return…

I immediately recognized his voice and stopped pounding his head. Then I lifted him up and started hugging and kissing him. But he pushed me off and then puked on the other side of the room.

But I didn't care. I was too overjoyed with all the wonderful singing men that had come into my life, or rather Christine's head. Now I knew that I could do what I had always wanted to do: produce a musical.

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