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Just before dawn the next morning, Erik awoke and got dressed In his suit. He then grabbed his one bag full of belongings that he was taking with him to New York and took one last look at his home. He was going to miss it ever so much but knew that going to New York was the best for him. Madam Giry met him at the entrance of the opera house to escort him to the ship that would take him to his destination, and was surprised to see him un masked. "Erik I had an extra mask and wanted to give it to you." said Madam Giry handing him another white halved mask. Erik slipped it on, and said "thank you, I lost my other one in an attempt to save Christine last night." "I told you years ago Erik that Christine was going to do nothing but break your heart but you did not listen to me." said Madam Giry. "it's quit alright because I have no feelings for Christine Daee anymore." replied Erik.

They reached the docks, and noticed that the ship had begun to board. "Oh Erik, I am going to miss you so much." said Madam Giry. "please, I can not thank you enough for taking care of me all of these years. What you have done for me will be more than anyone can ever out do." said Erik. "you don't have to say anything." said Madam Giry.

Christine watched Erik and Madam Giry from a distance. She had followed them to the docks to watch her angel of music leave. She couldn't bare staying put in her dressing room knowing that Erik was leaving. How badly she wanted to run after him and beg her angel to stay. The whistle blew, and she saw Erik lean over and give Madam Giry a hug. As he did, Christine heard a loud blast and saw Erik Drop to his knees..

Erik heard the whistle of the ship blow and looked at Madam Giry one last time and leaned over to give her a hug. Then just as he did he heard a loud blasting noise and then the most agonizing feeling occur in his back. He couldn't catch his breath and wound up dropping to his knees and once he did he began to fell sticky. He looked down at the dock and saw red sticky liquid begin to drip onto the warped wood. It was at that moment he realized that he had been shot, and in the back yet.

The screams from around the area had become louder and Christine couldn't hold herself back from staying put any longer. She quickly ran to her angel's body yelling his name as she kneeling down at his side. "Erik!" she gasped as she scooped him up in her arms. "Christine, what are you doing here?" questioned Madam Giry as she tried to clot the blood that was gushing out of Erik's shirt. "never mind that, he needs help." said Christine pressing her hand on his wound. "keep him awake Christine I am going for help." said Madam Giry. She then got up and left her alone with Erik in her arms. Christine looked down at her angel of music who's eyes were getting heavier each second that went by. "Erik, stay awake. You're going to be ok, I'm here now and nothing is ever going to get in the way of that." cried Christine as she tried to keep him awake.

Erik heard the voice of an angel speaking to him as he tired not to close his eyes. The voice was of Christine, his angel and how badly he wanted to speak to her. "Christine.." he mumbled in agony as he tried not to close his eyes. Erik had never been in so much agony in his entire life and he was having trouble breathing. How badly he wished he could just get up and everything be like they were a few moments ago before he had been shot. Who would want to shoot me? Thought Erik as he lied in the warmth of his angel. "who am I kidding? There is probably a price on my head." thought Erik.

At that moment Madam Giry had returned with a man at her side. She knelt down and said "Christine we have to do this right or Erik's life is going to be over. I have a friend who is a doctor and he told me that he would keep Erik a secret from the police. We have to set him on the gurney and cover him with a sheet so it looks as if he is dead. Once we have him set you need to make a scene so everyone thinks he is dead." Christine set Erik's lifeless body down on the dock, and whispered in his ear. "I am right here Erik, everything is going to be ok." the man then easily drug Erik's bleeding body onto an old wooden gurney that was nothing more than two sticks and a sheet tied to each end of it. Madam Giry then covered Erik with a sheet and her and the man began to carry him away with Christine crying behind them.

A few moments later they had reached Madam Giry's apartment where Doctor Pierre and Meg were waiting. The man and doctor Pierre set Erik down on a wooden table, and began to cut open his clothes. "will he live?" cried Christine. "hard to say, he has one bullet wound that enters his spinal cord and tore through his digestive track and lower pelvic area. He needs surgery and quickly or else he is going to die from internal bleeding." said the doctor. "let me stay with him, he'll be frightened." said Christine. "no, you need to wait in another room and let me work." said the doctor. "no, I'm staying." said Christine. Doctor Pierre looked Christine in the eyes, and said "it's not going to be a pretty procedure." "I don't care, he needs me." said Christine.

Madam Giry and Meg then left, and Christine turned her back towards the doctor and his assistant who were working on Erik's body. She wanted to keep her attention on his face and be the first to comfort his pain once the surgery began. Christine then saw the doctor approach his arm and push a syringe into his right shoulder. "what is that?" asked Christine. "something to help with pain." said the doctor. "what about anesthetic?" questioned Christine. "I can't give that to him, with an injury like this it could be deadly." said the doctor. "but he's going to be so much pain." said Christine. "did I not say that this wasn't going to be a pretty procedure? Now let me get to work before he bleeds to death." said the doctor. Christine gently squeezed Erik's hand and said "I'll protect you Erik."

Erik was still having a hard time breathing and finally came out of his unconscious state. He then felt himself being cut but couldn't tell what was going on. He opened his eyes and saw Christine standing over him and he felt cold, so cold. It wasn't until a few moments later did he realize that he was naked…and on a table. He felt more agony being applied to his body as he felt utensils cutting into his lower body, cutting into his stomach and into his man hood…what were they doing to him? What was happened to his already distorted body? Erik couldn't do anything but weakly cry out in agony hoping that everything would just stop and be over with..

Christine did not dare look at what the doctors were doing to her sweet Erik. She saw him open his eyes and cry out in pain. "stop you're hurting him." cried Christine to the doctor as she squeezed Erik's hand. "if we stop now he dies." said the doctor. "he feels it." cried Christine. She didn't get a reply back from the doctor and didn't dare turn around to see what was going on. She looked at Erik's face which was in agony and said "come on Erik stay with me, you're going to be fine." "what…what are..they doing to me?" asked Erik in agony. "I don't know Erik." cried Christine. "look…look at them." gasped Erik. "I can't." cried Christine. "please…tell me." pleaded Erik. Christine did as she was asked to and turned her head around and opened her eyes to see what was going on. She saw the doctor and his assistant cutting into Erik's Pelvic area as his body was gushing blood.

At that moment she looked at Erik and noticed that he had stopped breathing. The doctor then pushed Christine aside and said "get out of here Girl.. Go now!" Christine began to cry and stormed out of the room and into meg's room. "Christine what is wrong?" asked Meg. "he's going to die Meg." cried Christine as she sat down on her bed. "Christine, I am sure he will be fine. Besides why are you so concerned about him? You have Raoul, you're engaged to him." said Meg. "I cant feel for Raoul any longer. I don't know if I love him any longer." said Christine wiping the tears from her eyes. "why not?" asked Meg. "because he has changed." said Meg. "only for you Christine." said Meg. "I just can't live without Erik." said Christine. "do you love him?" asked Meg. "I don't know Meg." said Christine. "no you don't because you love Raoul." said Meg. "how does your mother know doctor Pierre?" asked Christine. "well the assistant is my boyfriend, his name is Marco Diablo. His father is the violinist in the opera's orchestra." said Meg. "when did you meet him?" asked Christine. "back on the night of Hannibal. He brought me flowers and we've been friends ever since and last night he asked me out." said Meg. "that's wonderful Meg." said Christine.

Just then the door opened and Doctor Pierre walked in and had a seat next to Meg and Christine. Christine couldn't bare look at Pierre who was covered in Erik's blood, but forced herself to ask how Erik was. "he's dead?" questioned Christine. "no, he survived but with a price." said Pierre. "what are you talking about?" asked Christine. "when I pushed you out of the room Erik had become unconscious and the cause of that was because an artery in his lower pelvic area was clotted up with the exceeding amount of blood from his wound. If I wouldn't have cut it then Erik would not be with us any longer but I made the right choice and cut it." said Pierre. "what are you saying?" asked Christine. "the bullet entered his back and miraculously didn't touch his spinal cord but it did come out his digestive track causing damage to his tissue. I have repaired what I could but he will be having a hard time keeping nourishment in his body until he heals. The artery how ever will not heal and has caused major damage to Erik's reproductive system." said Pierre. "what? What does that mean?" asked Christine. "you see in every man there is an artery that is connected to their reproductive organ. The job of the Artery is to provide his body with enough chromosomes to conceive a child during physical affection towards a woman. Now since the artery has been cut there is a 90 percent chance that he will never be able to have children of his own." said Pierre. "he can never have children?" questioned Christine. "it's most likely." said Pierre. "may I see him?" asked Christine. "yes, he is in the other room." said Pierre.

The first thing Erik noticed when he awoke was that he was in agony. His whole lower body and back was killing him and to make matters worse he was unable to move to sit up. He then saw Christine enter the room and approach his bedside. She had stayed with him through his surgery and pacified his pain. "Erik." mewed Christine as she touched his arm. How he loved when she mewed his name, how he wanted her to say it all the time like the way she had just done It now. She was crying, why was she crying? Being alive was all that mattered now but she was crying. "Christine what is wrong? I'm ok." gasped Erik in agony. "no, you're not ok." cried Christine. "what do you mean?" asked Erik. "the doctors had to cut something out of you, something important." Cried Christine. "what?" asked Erik. "an Artery that was part of your reproductive organ. The doctor had to cut it and now you will never be able to conceive a child of your own." cried Christine choking out the words. Erik didn't know what to say, it hurt him to know the fact but he wasn't as devastated as any other handsome man would be. "what's wrong Erik?" asked Christine.

"it hurts me to know that but it doesn't hurt me the way you think it would. What woman would want to make love to a man who looks like me? It is no major loss to me because in reality my body was never going to conceive anyway." said Erik. "Erik don't say that." cried Christine. Erik had tears welt up in his eyes as he softly sang to her as best he could in spite of his pain.

"the fate that condemns me to wallow in blood

Has also denied me the joys of the flesh…the warmth of

The female body up against mine it's useless to continue even

Trying. What woman would want to look upon this face, this

Horrible face, make love to a man with this revolting face? What

Woman would want to lie up against this body and look into this

Horrible face? To kiss a man as distorted as me would have to look

Into this face and not down at my knees…. Oh Christine…"

Christine removed the mask away from his face and touched his distorted skin and softly sang to him..

"this haunted face is no horror to me now….the only woman

You need is sitting here and sadly engaged to Raoul."

Erik cried, and shut his eyes. "go to him Christine, leave me be." "oh Erik I can't leave you." cried Christine. She then crawled on the bed and lied beside him. "oh Christine." cried Erik as he turned away from her. "Erik what do you want me to do?" asked Christine. "I want you to leave me be and go back to the Vicount." said Erik. "you'll be ok now, you're dead to the world." said Christine. "I was already dead to the world before I met you." said Erik. "Erik, you are my angel of music and I am always going to take care of you no matter what. I shall return to you everyday and care for you until you are better." said Christine. "do as you wish but I still hate you." said Erik. "be as it must Erik I cannot hate you." said Christine getting to her feet. She then left Erik alone in the room to go back to Raoul…

When Christine got back to her dressing room, she saw Raoul there waiting for her. "there's my sweet little Lottie." he replied. "what are you so happy about?" asked Christine. "why the Opera Ghost is dead of course and so it is a time to be merry." said Raoul. "he didn't do anything to anyone." said Christine. "yes he did, he was born." laughed Raoul. Christine pushed him into the wall, and said "don't you ever talk about him like that ever again you wicked wicked man." "what has gotten into you?" asked Raoul. "Erik has done nothing but love me and now he is dead." said Christine. "yes isn't it great." said Raoul. "no it's not…Erik needed the worlds compassion and I was the only one that was there for him." said Christine. "oh now the creature has a name? come on Christine he was a murdering monster who should have never been born." said Raoul. "keep talking like that and I will never marry you." said Christine. "oh really then you would love to know what I did this morning." said Raoul grabbing her arm. "what did you do?" asked Christine sarcastically. "I got paid fifty thousand franks to take my gun and shoot your little opera ghost straight in the back." yelled Raoul.

Christine's whole world came crashing down, her lover had actually tried to kill Erik. At that moment Christine pulled her arm away from his grasp and through her engagement ring at him. "I will never marry you Raoul." at that moment Raoul grabbed Christine and pressed his hands against her throat. "you will marry me and you will go to England with me." "or what?" questioned Christine. "or I will kill you." said Raoul. He then ripped her dress, and hit her in the face causing her lip to bleed. Christine got loose, and quickly ran away from him. "you can run Christine but I will find you!" yelled Raoul.

Christine ran back to Madam Giry's apartment and entered Erik's room to find him resting. She wiped the blood away from her mouth, and approached Erik's bedside. He gently opened his eyes, and looked at Christine who looked like a holy mess. "are you ok? You look hurt." said Erik. "I'm fine." lied Christine as she sat at the end of his bed. "your dress is torn, what's going on?" asked Erik. "I said I'm fine Erik!" cried Christine. "fine have it your way, just leave me out of your life completely." said Erik. Christine sobbed, and said "can I stay with you tonight?" "after what you just said to me?" questioned Erik. "please Erik." begged Christine. "as long as you be easy on me..my body can't take too much movement." said Erik. Christine continued to sob as she lied next to Erik and pressed her head against his shoulder. "forgive me Erik, I have been to cruel to you and sometimes I think that I have chosen the wrong path." cried Christine. "too late for turning back and selfish pity Christine." said Erik. "Erik will you protect me?" asked Christine. "what dangers are you in now?" asked Erik. "protect me from the night." said Christine. "I will angel, if you stop shifting your body on my injured body." said Erik. Christine moved over and closed her eyes up against Erik's warm body. He was her angel of music and now her guardian from the dangers of the night…and sharing the bed with her as sleep over took them both…

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