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Chapter 15

Raoul walked into the Opera Populaire and a shiver went up his spine. He quickened his pace and walked into the manager's office. Andre and Firmin were talking and had their back to him.

"Do you think he will request an allowance?" Firmin said in a whisper.

"How the hell should I know! You said he was dead--"

"Monsieurs excuse me, I have decided to discontinue my support of the Opera Populaire." Raoul said.

"What? But…but…why?" Firmin asked.

"I am certain the Phantom is still alive and I no longer wish to give money so you can give in to his requests. If you will excuse me." H began to walk out the door but was stopped by Andre.

"What if we can kill him once and for all?" Raoul turned to look at the two gentlemen.

"What do you have in mind?" The managers smiled and then André began to tell him the plan.

"Well according to Madame Giry Monsieur Phantom will be attending tonight's Opera. If we can sneak to box 5, with out him knowing we can easily kill him with any sort of rifle we have on hand."

"Very Well but if this does not work, you will no longer have my funding. I will see you tonight then." Raoul said as he turned out of the room.

Lizzie slipped on the blue dress she had bought the day before. Clara walked in and Lizzie posed and asked:

"What do you think?"

"Well it certainly is different then the rest of your dresses. Are you going out somewhere with Fredrick?" Lizzie hated to lie but she told Clara what she was planning to tell everyone else, if they asked.

"Yes, he invited me to a small bistro just outside of the city."

"What time will he be picking you up?" Lizzie swallowed hard and replied:

"In just a few minutes actually."

"Would you like me to fix your hair for you."

"Yes please." Lizzie sat down in the chair in front of her vanity and watched as Clara pulled her hair in to loose bun. Once Clara was finished Lizzie thanked her then exited out of her room.

She gingerly walked across the foyer and stopped just outside the study door, careful not to let her father see the dress she was wearing.

"Papa, Fredrick is taking me out to dinner, I'll be back soon."

"That's fine dear. But I'm going out so I may not be here when you return."

"Alright. Tata." She hurried out the front door and to the carriage that was waiting.

She got within the carriage and found Erik waiting. She smiled and kissed him.

He looked at her dress and raised his brow.

"Wow." Was all he said.

"Is that a good 'Wow' or a bad 'Wow'?" Lizzie asked.

"Oh no that's good."

"Okay then shall we go?" He nodded then knocked on the roof of the carriage. The driver flicked his reins and they were off.

"So have you already seen this Opera?" Lizzie asked after they were out of the drive.

"Yes, they preformed it a few times when it was first written."

"Is it your favorite?"

"No. My operas are by far my favorites." He said with a smile.

"That's a little presumptuous, don't you think?"

"Perhaps, but you must agree with me."

"Well I don't know if I have enough knowledge on the subject to offer proper judgment. I have only seen one Opera and only heard a few songs that you've written." She said as she scooted closer to him.

"Very well." Erik whispered before he kissed her. What was once a very light kiss soon became passionate as he left a trail of kisses down her neck.

Before they could get any farther, the carriage stopped outside the Opera house. They climbed out, and Lizzie began to walk towards the crowd gathered at the double doors.

"No we're not going that way." She nodded and followed him behind the Opera house. They used a side door, that was only used for royals who did not want their presence to be known.

They walked through a heavily light and perfumed hallway before exiting through an other door, which lead to the curtain of box five. They walked into the box and both sat down. Lizzie began to fiddle with the hem of her dress, until Erik grabbed her hand.

"Are you alright?" He whispered. She smiled then replied,

"Yes, just excited." Lizzie said just before the lights dimmed and the first actors came out on stage. She recognized one of the actors as Luc Halles.

As the Opera went on she noticed police officers gathered around a few other boxes. She looked over to Erik to see if he had noticed them, he had.

"Why are they here?" He did not reply.

Raoul walked into the large Opera house, and was greeted by Andre and Firmin.

"Vicomte he is there. The Phantom is in his box, everything is going according to plan." Andre chimed.

Raoul motioned for the police to follow him as he made his way to box five. He stopped just outside the curtains and waited for the group of law enforcement to catch up. He took a deep breath, pulled his revolver from his pocket and pulled back the curtain. But to his greatest fear and surprise, his only daughter sat with his only enemy. The police had raised their guns and were waiting for the order, until Raoul said,

"Hold fire." At that moment everything stood motionless. "What is this Lizzie?" Raoul asked his tone just above his normal speaking voice.

"Lizzie!" Raoul shouted. Erik stood up between them. The two men glared at each other, until Raoul shook his head in disgust and pushed through the crowd of police.

Lizzie stood and followed Raoul.

Erik looked at the men that stood before him. One raised his gun to shoot, but before he could Erik preformed one of the magic tricks he had learned at the gypsy camp. He turned his cloak to cover himself and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.

"Papa!" Lizzie yelled , but he did not slow his pace. It wasn't until Raoul got to his carriage that she caught up with him. As he tried to close the door, she caught it.

"Papa I--"

"Why were you with him? Where is Fredrick!"

"Papa I do not love Fredrick, I Love…Erik."

"Is that what the monsters name is?"

"He is not a monster! My mother was stupid to leave him, for a arrogant fop!" He paused, not quite expecting to her that from his daughter.

"You did not know her Lizzie, do not contradict her actions." He said, now his voice strangely under control. Tears began to fall from Lizzie's eyes.

"I Love him, Papa."

"No you don't. He has you under some sort of trance, like he did your mother."

"No, no he doesn't."

"Very well then. As long as you stay with him do not expect to be able to come home." With that he slammed the door of his carriage, and left Lizzie at the steps of the Opera house.

YAY QUEEN!

Who wants to Live Forever

By: Queen

There's no time for us,
There's no place for us,
What is this thing that builds our dreams, yet slips away from us

Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever?
There's no chance for us,
It's all decided for us,
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us

Who wants to live forever,
Who dares to love forever,
Who dare who dare,
Who wants to live forever,
When love must die

So touch my tears with your lips,
Touch my world with your fingertips,
And we can have forever,
And we can have forever,
Forever is our today,
Who wants to live forever,
Who wants to live forever,
Forever is our today,
Who waits forever anyway?