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Me: Ok on with the story and this is the new updated story from my first fan fiction so don't hate me.

Plot- Erik goes to London, England to start over anew and what do you expect he goes to the London Opera House. He soon meets up with this young woman at the Opera House whose harden and seems to fear men's touches. He soon learns about her mysterious past, and is understands why she is so afraid. So will this young woman and Erik be able to live together happily?

Chapter 1-Meeting the Young Diva

On a ship setting course to England-1872

A man who was around his late 30s (36 to be exact) leaned against the railings of the big cruise liner, and a sigh escaped from his mouth. This man stood a good 6 feet tall when standing up right, had silky black hair, a muscular built body, golden-green eyes that would turn a bright green when angry, deathly pale skin, and on the right side of his face he had on a porcelain white mask. His black dress suit look out of date but it made him look more richly than what this man really was (though he did get 20,000 francs a month when he lived at Le'Opera Populaire.

This man's name was Erik…And just Erik. He was considered, before he sent the chandelier crashing down on the audience a week ago, the infamous Phantom of the Opera or the Opera Ghost. Now he was just a man, or as he thought a monster, which was being hunted down in France by every man possible. He had escaped though by the help of the ballet mistress, Madam Giry, and a rich English man named, John Adams (a long time friend of Madam Giry).Christine, my angel, why? Why did you leave me for that boy? I gave you my music! I would have given you more if you had just chosen to be my wife, Erik thought in grief as he laid his head on the railing

As Erik stood there with grief tormenting him an older man who was in his 40s walked up behind him. This man was about 6 feet 2 inches tall with blonde hair, gray-silver eyes, a body built similar to Erik's, tan skin, and was wearing a black dress suit like Erik's but more modern. "Erik come…Stop this grief and come in and eat with us," the man spoke which made Erik turn to him in start.

"Mr. Adams, you scared me…You shouldn't go around sneaking up on people," Erik said and that made the man laugh loudly, and Erik just smiled. He like John Adams very much, and plus Mr. Adams laugh was blooming and filled with joy; making Erik's heart more happy than in grief. "And did I hear correctly when you said us?" Erik asked.

"Yes you did…I want you to dine with me and my daughter," Mr. Adams said and Erik was very much taken back. Of course he knew that a handsome man such as John Adams would have found a wife very easily, but Erik just didn't expect the offspring of Mr. Adams would be a girl.

"I thought you had a son," Erik said and Mr. Adams laughed.

"Yes it would have been nice to have a son no doubt, but I never remarried after my wife died having our daughter," Mr. Adams said nodding.

"All right I'll have dinner with you and your daughter," Erik said with a smile.

"That's my boy!" he said as he led Erik to the dining hall.

The dining hall was filled with laughter, talking, dancing, music, and of course waiters and waitress running about ordering food and getting food for the people. Then through the chaos a voice of a young woman shouted, "Papa! Over here!"

"Ah, there you are darling," Mr. Adams said as the woman who had shouted to them walked up to them and kissed her father on the cheek.

This woman was very beautiful and very much flushed with excitement. Erik noticed that this woman was no more than 18 years old (changing age) and looked very much like an angel. She had golden curly hair that had ringlets at the bottom, bright blue eyes that were like giant pools of clear blue water, her skin was smooth and had a fair snowy color to it, and her figure was very mature including: breasts that were full and round, and wide curved hips.

"Who is this?" the woman asked as she looked at Erik with interest, but that's not how she really felt. In her heart she grew nervous and a bit uneasy about Erik.

"This is Erik, darling. He's the new tenor at the Royal Opera House," Mr. Adams said and she smiled.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you, Erik," she said as she extended her hand out to him. In her mind though she thought, Why does he wear a mask? What's he got to hide?

Erik took her hand and kissed the top of it. "And it's a pleasure to meet a fine and beautiful lady, such as yourself," Erik replied as he let go of her hand. A smile soon appeared on his lips when he saw a blush come to her light pink cheeks making them now blood red.

"Come now, Aurora, lets go eat...Now where is our table?" Mr. Adams said.

"Over here Papa! Don't you remember?" Aurora asked laughing, and soon both Erik and Mr. Adams laughed along with her.

"Of course, sweetie I remember I was just messing with you," Mr. Adams said as he took his daughter by the arm and led her to the table.

"Now please mademoiselle tell me what you do at the Royal Opera House," Erik said after they had sat down at a table that was above the dance floor (on a balcony inside you could say).

"Oh I'm the leading soprano...I'm having private voice lessons at the opera house. I have improved greatly as my teacher says and he also says that I can now consider myself a real Diva," Aurora replied and smile over at her father. Erik immediately had saw a strong connection with them, but by this action she did he could tell that both father and daughter were both much closer in relationships. Erik had his suspicions that they treated each other both like friends telling secrets and such, and then like father and daughter in company hinting only a little of their strong bond.

"So, Erik, since you are going to be the leading tenor I suspect you to be a wonderful singer," Auarora said looking at him with those piercing blue eyes that seem to look through his very soul.

"You can say that I am, but that is for you to decide when you hear me," Erik said nodding slowly.

"Come you must sing," Aurora persisted with an eager voice of a child.

"Now, now Aurora, you mustn't ask Erik so much...He has had a rough time some weeks ago when he wasat Le'Opera Populaire when it burned down," Mr. Adams said being careful with his words so he wouldn't give Erik away for who he was.

"Is that why you wear a mask, Erik?" Aurora asked which made Erik's eyes widen in horror, "Did you get burned in the fire?"

I should have known! Everyone, especially women, wants to know about my mask! Why can't they just leave that subject behind? Erik thought angily. Already he thought this woman was a nuisance and wanted to just strangle her for her question.

Me: Hey sorry if I disappointed you with Erik but I'm not really good at him...Don't kill me please...Maybe if you review you can give me some tips...Actually please send your tips because I would love them. Thanks and I hope you like this first chapter. And I don' know how far this story will get either. Sorry to people who liked my other one but it needed changes hope you understand!