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Chapter 10

At first she stood there unable to speak or move, but she knew her angel would want an answer; there was a strange fop in her room so obviously there was going to be some repercussions. She bite her lip trying to figure out what to say then as many times before the words just came out of her mouth.

"Angel I hear you, Speak I listen

Stay By my side, Guide me

Angel my soul was weak, Forgive me

Enter at last master…"

She felt like she was in an opera. She shook her head and waited for a reply.

"Flattering child you shall know me

See why in shadows I hide!

Look at your face in the mirror

I am there inside!"

This was going to be fun, she could just tell. She slowly turned around to face the giant mirror and saw the outline of a person. It got darker and darker until standing before her, was a man. She raised a brow and noticed a white mask on half the man's face. This was getting weird. She walked closer to the mirror and he just stood there. Suddenly, she heard someone knocking and she turned towards the door.

"Christine?" It was Raoul. "Whose voice is that? Who is that in there?"

"I am your Angel of Music…Come to your Angel of Music…"

She looked back at the mirror and he was motioning for her to come to him. She smiled to herself. Who would she rather go with? Her angel, who wears and mask and looks real mysterious or Raoul, the prince of priss? She suppressed the urge to laugh and moved closer to her angel. She magically passed through the mirror and took hold of his gloved hand. She could still hear Raoul banging on the door in the background.

She was being led down a stone hallway with a candle on the wall here and there. She was mesmerized by everything around her. Getting happier each minute she decided to come on this trip to France, it was really working out for the best. One minute she's a simple choir girl the next a leading soprano and ballerina now she was being led down by a candle lit hallway with a masked man who had the most startling green eyes she had ever seen. She felt the words that seemed to be bottled down inside of her spew from her mouth.

"In sleep he sang to me

In dreams he came

That voice which called to me and speaks my name

And do I dream again for now I find…

The Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my mind…"

She hadn't even noticed that they were traveling down a winding staircase and that he now held a torch in his hand. She couldn't help but stare at him. He was so mysterious and she wanted to see what was under that damn mask. At the end of the hallway, she noticed a horse tied up and quirked a brow.

"Sing once again with me our strange duet

My power over you grows stronger yet..."

They stopped in front of the horse and he helped her on it. He began leading her down another hallway, continuing to sing to her.

"And though you turn from me, to glance behind…

The phantom of the Opera is there, inside your mind…"

They reached the end of the hallway and Orianna noticed they had come to a lake with a boat. She shook her head, "This is getting weirder and weirder." She whispered to herself. She looked down at him, when he stopped the horse. He put his hands on her waist to help her down and she easily slid down and stood in front of him. She flashed him a smile and he smiled. She felt herself melt under his green-eyed gaze and her knees buckled under her. He quickly wrapped his arms tighter around her to steady her and when she looked up their faces where so close she could feel his breath on her lips. He gave her a curious look and she swallowed hard.

"Sorry, I have weak knees." He made sure she could stand on her own.

"Come, we must continue." She nodded and he helped her into the boat and they were off. As he pushed them along, Orianna felt her cheeks turning red with embarrassment.

"Weak knees?" She rubbed her forehead and glanced at him gliding the boat along.

"Those who have seen your face draw back in fear

I am the mask you wear…"

"It's me they hear…"

"Your/my spirit and my/your voice, in one combined

The Phantom of the opera is there inside your/my mind…"

"In all your fantasies, you always knew

That man and mystery…"

"…were both in you…"

"And in this labyrinth where night is blind

The Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind…"

"Sing for me, Christine..."

She did as a good student would do and started climbing the scales, hitting each note with a surprise. She felt so proud of herself now that she could hit these notes. She focused on where they were heading and noticed a large metal gate. It began to rise and behind it she saw candles everywhere. There was a large organ with papers and little trinkets everywhere. So, this was where he hid, she thought to herself.

"Sing my angel of music…"

Finally, as they landed on the shore of his home she hit the high note and he jumped out throwing off his cloak, turning to her, as if welcoming her to his strange home. He rushed over to the organ and began playing a song.

"I have brought you…"

She sat in the boat, speechless.

Raoul's POV

After leaving Christine's dressing room, he found his coat, hat and scarf and said goodbye to the scattering guests. With every eager step he took, he thought about his lovely Christine. He raced back to her dressing room feeling like a child again. He turned the handle and nothing. He knocked on it softly.

"Christine..." HE waited for a response but nothing. "Christine…little lotte?" He put his ear to the door and heard her talking…more like singing and then he heard a man's voice answer her. He jiggled the door handle, wondering if maybe she was in trouble. "Christine! Whose voice is that? Who is that in there?" Still there was no reply from her. He kept calling her name and suddenly he heard nothing, no movement, no singing, just silence. He searched for Madame Giry and found her in one of the many hallways.

"Madame Giry…"

"Monsieur le Chagny, is something wrong?"

"Can we speak alone? It is urgent." She lead him into a room and shut the door.

"Monsieur, what is going on?"

"I was hoping you could help me with that Madame."

((Sorry for a sort of cliffhanger…I hope you enjoy this I've been in the process of writing a lot but I just have to transfer it to my computer so it won't be as long between chapters again…I hope you enjoyed this one…))