Hey everyone, sorry this has taken so long. I have had extreme writer's block and drama and school work can sometimes get in the way of what you want to do. I did my best to get this chapter to you as soon as possible and the next chapter is already written so if I get some good reviews I'll post it soon.
((Disclaimer)) The Phantom of the Opera is not mine, although I wouldn't mind Gerard Butler.
She jumped back and stared at the figure that stared back at her…
Without You
Chapter 8
Lessons Begin
The form was easy enough to make out and slowly Rain lifted her hand again and traced the figure's face. On one half a white mask covered the face and on the other a handsome face that she could not help but admire. Slowly the face formed a grin and then slowly started to disappear.
"No wait, come back." Rain shouted and waited for a reply.
"The Chapelle…" the voice faded off into the distance as Rain remembered their first conversation. He had told her that if she wished to talk again, all that she had to do was go to the Chapelle. She turned around and briskly walked to the Chapelle. She had passed it once and could remember where it was.
The room was cold and dark. The walls still had the stains of fire on them and it appeared that this room had yet to be touched since the disastrous fire. On the floor you could see wax and slowly she realized that there was a blanket sitting on the floor near her. She picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders.
"Your voice has real potential." The voice suddenly boomed all around her. Rain jumped and looked around. "If you wish, I can tutor you and make you a real star."
"Monsieur, what will be the cost of this training? Surely you do not do this out of the kindness of your heart." Rain could not help but be skeptical. All her life, everything had cost her something and now she wondered what this voice could want from her.
"I simply do not want to see a beautiful voice go to waste because no one will perfect it." The voice had an aire of comedy in it. "Your potential is far greater then any of the girls that reside in this place."
"But Monsieur, I have had no previous training. I sing from my heart, how can that make me a star?" Rain slowly allowed her body to slide to the floor and she rested her legs.
"It is because of the fact that you sing from your heart that your voice is so good. Do you think a single girl out there sings because she loves too, because it makes her heart soar?" The voice seemed to be getting closer and Rain only wished that she could see who the man was.
"I must admit that I feel like I am flying when I sing. I am the happiest when I allow my voice to be set free." She touched the dried wax on the floor. "I have one question of you…"
"And what might that be, child?"
"Are you the Phantom of the Opera?" She spoke slowly and was unsure of the question she was asking. She knew that she should not pry but she could not help it.
"Yes I am the Phantom," the voice seemed proud of this fact as he spoke with confidence. "I have a single question for you as well."
"Yes, Monsieur, your student will answer any question." Rain pulled the blanket around her more for with each passing second it was getting colder in the burned room.
"How is it you found your way to the Opera House?"
"Monsieur, that story is far too long to tell in one night. I have been wandering through France for so long looking for the man I once loved. The only man to have ever truly cared for me." Rain's face turned to an expression of deep sadness.
"Very well, child. There is no time for reminiscing now, let us get to work on making you a star." The Phantom's voice was happy hoping to make Rain forget the sadness that was so plainly written across her face.
"Where do we start first?" Rain looked around her new classroom and soon the lessons began…
Well there you have it. Chapter 8 posted and chapter 9 should be up soon. Please Review! Anything helps!
Darkest Dreams
Lady Elanya
