Chapter six: Final Showdown
Raoul was on his way to the Opera House. "A week!" he said. "A week of planning the Phantom's death, and it seems like ages. Prepare to die, Erik," Raoul laughed coldly and urged the harnessed horse to go faster.
"Erik, it's a boy what do you think we should call him?" Christine asked, as she sat in a chair watch Erik write some songs. "Maybe..." Erik said thoughtfully. "... Christopher? After his mother?" He beamed along with Christine.
"If it's a girl, I'd like to call her Erika... after her father," Christine smiled. Suddenly, she became sad. "Oh Erik. If I don't have boy, no one will be able to carry on your name."
Erik got up and knelt beside her. "Whether you have a girl or a boy, I don't care," he said. "I'll accept any child of mine... unlike my parents."
"Aww," Christine smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "That's sweet."
Suddenly, there was the splashing of someone running through water. Appearing near the gate was Raoul de Changey.
"You!" he pointed at Erik. "Give me back my wife!" Christine stood up. "I am not your wife, fiancee, or girlfriend! I have chosen to stay with Erik. You have hurt me, Raoul, and I'll never forgive you. I am staying with MY HUSBAND!"
Erik looked at her. "I didn't propose to you yet -- I mean -- uhh... oh god..." Nice going Erik, he thought.
"I know..." Christine said. "But I felt it coming up, and I'm sorry for --"
"HEY!" Raoul yelled. "Are you two going to just stand there or let me in?" This made Erik very angry. He went up to the lever and pulled down on it. "There, are you happy, Rat?" he asked, viciously. "Now, may I ask you what on earth you want with me."
"This is it," Raoul said. "You were always moping around , and leaving everyone's spirit's downthree years agobecause only YOU weren't happy! You always wished you were dead! Now your wish shall come true!" Raoul showed a Punjab lasso and threw it over Erik's head, while doing so he said: "Don't think you didn't teach me anything, Phantom! I learned to make this lasso from you!"
"And I learned something from you too!" Erik said, just before the lasso hit the bottom of his neck, "YOUR HAND AT THE LEVEL OF YOUR EYES!" Erik got the lasso off him, wrenched it out of Raoul's hands, threw it away, and got his sword.
"Don't think I didn't come prepared," Raoul said, as he pulled out his sword. He and Erik started fighting. Erik almost tripped Raoul numerous times, but he had good balance, and Raoul tried to stab Erik, but he was to quick. Finally Erik knocked Raoul down, took his sword, and pointed them both at his neck.
"I can either let you go and you leave me and Christine alone, or I can kill you here," Erik said. "Your choice."
Raoul looked at him. "I hate you," and with that he ran off.
Christine couldn't believe what had just happened. She Was just glad Erik was safe. She ran over to him, leaped into his arms, and kissed him... The world was peacful again.
