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Ch. 14 Here Comes the Showdown…

Erik's POV

The moment that I saw that gun was probably the most terrifying in my whole life. I was in no way scared for me; I had long ago stopped caring for myself. No… I was scared for Christine and the baby's safety. I had pushed her out of the way to secure her life but doing so I had knocked her unconscious. I had almost run to her when I saw her head hit the bed post, but the sound if the gun being fired brought me back to my task At hand.

"Now look what you have done." Raoul muttered tauntingly.

As I turned to look at him my breath caught in my throat. This man had at one time been a good person, despite my hatred towards him it was the truth. He had loved my Christine with passion that rivaled even mine and for that I hated him.

I looked at him now and my hatred for the man disappeared, now all I could feel was sorrow and grief. He was so far into his own blackness that even I could see no return.

But the thought of him doing something like he had done to my Christine reminded me that this man had to be stopped.

With a malicious smile I began to talk. "I have been waiting so long for this moment. The moment that I would finally be able to kill you." The feelings of murder were now coursing through my blood, the adrenaline running through my veins. Besides being with Christine and making music, there was no other high.

"Please, I have been planning this for months on end. I have killed you over and over in my mind. It's a never ending scene that just keeps on going and going." He said to me as he walked towards me slowly.

My hand crept up into my cloak; I smiled evilly as my fingers curled around my Punjab. I had made sure that I carried it on my person, I was fairly certain that things would end with me using it. My eyes looked back at Raoul, the gun was aimed at my head, but I was almost certain he wouldn't shoot…almost certain.

"It seems that you have turned into me." I told him, my voice a soft purr.

When his face twisted in an unspeakable shape, I figured I had insulted the boy. That amused me.

"I am nothing like you." He screamed. "I am handsome, wealthy, and loved. Everything you are not."

"I may not be handsome, that is a fact. But I assure you my dear Vicomte that I am wealthy enough to live comfortably and I am loved. Christine loves me like no other. Why do you thing she choose a walking corpse to a blue eyed aristocrat." I mocked him.

I was almost caught off guard when he lunged at me. But my natural agility made it more than easy to recover. All that mattered was that I keep him and that gun away from Christine.

"You have ruined her life." He screamed at he swung at me.

"Not any more than you would have." I replied at I pushed him away a bit.

Suddenly I felt the air go out of me. I looked up and saw that the boy had pounced on me before my very own eyes. He began to speak as he held the gun to my temple.

"She could have had everything she ever dreamed of. A name, wealth, whole untouched babies. You have robbed her. You have robbed her of ev-" He shouted.

As he had been talking I had used me one free hand and grabbed for my lasso. Faster than he could react, the lasso was around his neck and I gave a hard yank. His body flew off mine; I had forgotten my own strength and his body had just barely misses Christine's.

As he had been thrown the sound of the gun being fired rang through my ears. Instantly, my neck began to burn. I reached of my neck as I stumbled to get up. I was lucky; the bullet had just barely grazed the skin.

I looked back over to Raoul and I saw nothing but red. He still had the gun in his hands and he was grinning. I just had to get that gun away from him. The look in his eyes screamed death, but I had more experience in this department. He still had much to learn.

I heard a soft moan and looked over to see my sweet wife starting to stir in her sleep. She was waking up. I gave another yank of the lasso and sent Raoul to the other side of the room. I moved over to Christine and blocked her stomach.

I didn't think he'd hurt her but I wasn't willing to take a chance.

"Erik." Her terror filled voice rang out. "Erik help me."

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"No, but I need your help." She cried as she tried to sit up.

"Christine, I can't right now." I told her as I kept my eyes on Raoul.

He was not starting to stand back up and dammit, he hadn't let go of that damn gun.

"Erik, I am going into labor, the baby is coming. I need your help." Christine said as she tried to grab my arm.

Suddenly Raoul's voice interrupted.

"The child that should have been mine is now on its way." Raoul said and to my surprise dropped the pistol at his feet. "Christine, I am sure that it will upset you once I kill your husband and child, but remember I am only doing this out of love. You'll eventually forgive me."

Suddenly something snapped. Whether it was the blood churning scream Christine gave out or Raoul's hatred I will never know. I lunged at his feet and knocked him down. I climbed over him and started punching. I wanted him to suffer, to feel pain.

Finally he got one punch in. As we both tried to gain the upper hand, we continued swinging. Unfortunately, Raoul nailed me in the ribs and that was enough to give him the upper hand. I was pretty sure I had felt something crack.

I felt my face meet the floor. Then I heard Christine's voice.

"Erik." She screamed. "Erik, don't you dare leave us."

I was trying to hard, but Raoul was defiantly proving his strength. Then she said something that changed everything.

"Erik you can't leave me with him. He tried to strangle me earlier." She cried.

I looked up at Raoul and again saw nothing but red. Suddenly I found my strength. With one punch I sent him flying across the room. I stood up and grabbed him by his throat before he could do anything.

"Christine, I love you." He whispered.

"But with doing so." I whispered in his ear. "sealed your fate."

His eyes grew big and then he was gone. I had snapped his neck without a second thought. As fast as it came, the rush of murder went just as fast. I dropped the dead body and hurried over to Christine.

She was going to have the baby.

"Darling, I need to move you to the bed." I told her.

She nodded and rapidly put her arms around my neck. As gently as I could, I lifted her. Although, I had almost dropped her when she screamed in my ear.

"ERIK, it hurts." She cried out in agony.

As soon as I laid her down comfortably on the bed I removed my cloak, jacket and vest. I helped her out of the dress she was wearing and she remained in her shift. I covered her up with a sheet.

What the hell was I supposed to do?

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He expression was one of complete annoyance. "Erik, I'm having a baby, how okay could I possibly be?"

"Right, well what do I do?" I asked starting to become nervous.

"Cheek and see if you can see the baby's head." She commanded as she moved the sheet out of my way.

With the sheet out of my way, I lifted up her gown. I almost fainted and I am quite certain that I gagged. I could see, it. The baby's head was indeed crowning and the way it seemed, it wouldn't be crowning much longer.

"I see it." I squeaked.

"Really?" Christine shrieked in excitement.

"Really." I replied, completely grossed out.