The meeting of the most unlikely people
Jessica, or Jess, as her friend had called her was very much different from the rest of her friends. She stood roughly five feet five inches and was well a little big. She had left her home state with her best friend, and only friend, Samantha. They started their travels in Ireland, where they saw all the amazing sites of the country and drank everything they could. They tracked thou England, seeing the sites and sounds, however the best part is the fact Jess got to meet two of her net friends she had known seen she was 11 or 12. They had finally made it to Paris France where they had long to see the Famous Opera house. Jess had wanted to see if someone could live underground.
They made their way down the slippery stairs, one way or another they fell and blacked out cold. Jess felt the water on her face before she blacked out. When she woke up, she found her friend hogging the cover, again, but died asleep. She clawed out of the huge black bed which look like a sawn, she thou it looked odd for a hospital bed. She saw shards of glass on the floor. She got down and looks at the pieces; she dropped it when she saw the golden frame that ones held it. She had seen this somewhere as well but couldn't figure out where. She saw a back room and walks back and it flooded back to her. The black and white pictures of the opera house auction, lot 666 a creep ass monkey, which she wouldn't mind having. She smelled smoke and saw some damage but not much. She saw the pale white mask sitting there; she looked closely and felt it. Still warm, he is around here. She walked over to the lakeside, looked around, and saw the organ but no man. She took a deep breath and spoke out very few words.
"Hello anyone out there?" She looked around as she spoke, she wasn't as brave as Samantha but brave enough to take on Erik, or stupid enough too. She head movement and about fell again. When Samantha pulled her back, she looked pale for a half Asian chick.
"Are we where I think we are?" She said running her hands over the ashes where the mini opera house stood at some point. She pushed her long black hair back be hide hear ears. Samantha is a year younger then Jess but for some odd reason they pass as maybe half sisters. Nevertheless, at heart they are Dark Soul Sisters.
We heard the sound again; we looked at each other and pointed to the deep red curtain. We slowly walked up, put our hands at the edge, and pulled it open. They saw in the far back be hide the Christian Daae dummy was Erik curled up in a small ball crying. Whimpering to him self.
"Don't hurt me please." He looked thou his dark brown hair at us. She took a step back at the sight and smiles softly. She rushed and got the mask and got down close to him and held it out to him. Samantha got him a blanket, and covered him up. Jess handed him his mask that he took and put on his face.
"I save your lives just before they showed up to kill me. I hide you young ladies and well hide my self." He said looking to them both. They nodded and sat on the floor, and looked at each other. This was Erik, the Erik, the Erik DBCA loved dearly. The same Erik Jess had written the best seller Erik the Phantom, misunderstood. The Erik Jess had longed to just touch and be his own angel of music. The same Erik that was drop died sexy. They finally spoke, Jess going first.
"I'm Jessica, they call me Jess." She held out her hand and he took it and shook it softly as if her hand was a rose then he took her hand to his mouth and kissed it softly. Jess blushed.
"I'm Samantha." He did the same for her. She had more of her mind with her then Jess so she asked the main question. "We aren't in 2020 are we? Moreover, we just showed up as that skany bitch left you and nearly getting you killed. I'm right?"
Erik just nodded as the question where asked. Samantha just took a deep breath in and nodded taking it all in. Jess meanwhile was in shock, she looked around thinking like she normal did.
"We shouldn't stay here should we?" Jess stood up look over the lake at the burnt walls and the dirty water. Not much of Erik's treasury where taken when they came thou. She sweep over the main part, looking at the candles, the small boat, the bed, everything really.
Erik coughed "No we shouldn't, but you ladies can't go out looking like that.." he finally stood up watching Jess take in her new world, Samantha stood up knowing that look on Jess's face as her thinking. Then they both notices they where wearing their clothes. Jess had one her KISS ME IAM A WICCAN shirt and black jeans. Samantha had a shirt saying I am with writer shirt and blue jeans.
Jess smiled and blushes "Well I think we can get away with it thou the night and special order the clothes by an inn room. Problem is getting out of here; the army is standing over us as we speak. I can hear them." Her eyes where up at the ceiling. "Give me time and a map and I think I can get us out of here without drawing attention."
