1Chapter Two: 1919

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the PTO characters, I only own the plot and the characters that nobody recognizes. Enjoy!

"This trophy from our saviors, from our saviors from the enslaving force of Rome!" Carlotta sang with great forcefulness.

: With feasting and dancing and song, tonight in celebration,
We greet the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation!

The trumpets of Carthage resound! Hear, Romans, now and tremble!
Hark to our step on the ground!

Hear the drums, Hannibal comes!

Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Roma's far-reaching grasp

REYER:
Gentlemen, gentlemen...

LEFEVRE:
Rehearsals, as you see, are under way, for a new production of Chalumeau's "Hannibal".

REYER:
Monsieur Lefevre, I am rehearsing.

LEFEVRE:
"Monsieur Reyer, Madame Giry, ladies and gentlemen, Please if I could have your attention, thank you. As you know, for some weeks there have been rumors of my imminent retirement.
I can now tell you that these were all true and it is my pleasure to introduce you to the two gentlemen
Who now own the Opera Populaire, Monsieur Richard Firmin and Monsieur Gilles Andre.

FIRMIN:
And we are deeply honored to introduce our new patron, the Vicomte de Changy's

RAOUL and Dameon
My parents, Brother and I are honored to support all the arts especially the world renowned Opera Populaire

LEFEVRE:
Vicomte's, Gentlemen, Signora Carlotta Giudicelli, our leading soprano for five seasons now.
And Signor Ubaldo Piangi.
RAOUL:
An honor, Signor. I believe we are keeping you from your rehearsal.
My Brother and I will be here this evening to share your great triumph. My apologies, monsieur.

"We take a particular pride here in the excellence of our ballets, monsieur"

"I see why, especially that little blonde angel." Firmin spoke.

"My daughter, Meg Giry."

"And that exceptional beauty? No relation, I trust." Lust, filled Firmin's voice as he spoke. (A.N: The Pervert.)

"Christine Daaé, promising talent, Monsieur Firmin, very promising" Madame Giry, sounded very proud when she spoke. .

"Daaé, you say? No relation to the famous Swedish violinist?" Firmin's voice was filled with interest.

"His only child, orphan at 7, when she came to live and train in the ballet dormitory." Madame Giry was getting annoyed with this man.

"An orphan, you say! And who is that child, with the black hair? She is very graceful." Firmin's voice was full of aw.

"A distant cousin of mine, Ebony, she was abandoned as a child." But instead of having contempt in her voice, which Madame Giry should have when speaking about abandonment, there was love.

When the Vicomte's were being introduced, Ebony, Christine and Meg all sat on the sidelines and watched. Ebony could not believe that Christine and Raul used to be sweethearts. But it was not Raul that Ebony was watching, it was his brother, Dameon. Dameon had long, sandy brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. He had piercing blue eyes and a smile that would make anyone go weak in the knee's. As Ebony was watching him, she noticed him watching her as well. She leaned over to Christine and whispered, "What do you know about his brother?" Her voice filled with interest.

"Who, Dameon? That boy is as dull as a horse. All he does is sit around and read books all day. And whenever he talks he quotes things like Shakespear, and Lord Tennyson. I have never met any one more boring." Christine voice was filled with disgust.

He did sound boring to Ebony, after all she loved books, and one of her favorite authors was Alfred Lord Tennyson.

As Dameon and Raul made there way back to the mansion, via carriage, Dameon asked, "Did you notice the black hair girl standing next to Christine?"

"No, I...Wait! Christine was there." Anxiety filled Raul's voice.

"Yes, you didn't see her?" Dameon was thoroughly amused now.

"Christine. As in Christine Daee?"

"Yes that Christine. But did you notice the girl?" Dameon sounded very strange to Raul.

"No, I didn't."

"Mm. She had the most beautiful violet eyes, quit enchanting really."

There was silence the rest of the trip as Dameon day dreamed about violet eyes and Raul thought about his childhood days with Christine.

A.N: Well review and tell me what you think. In this story I will be using some of the same songs from PTO but I am altering the words to fit there purpose. Well enjoy!