WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Wow, I have absolutely NO CLUE how I am so happy right now. Maybe because I'm nervous out of my MIND right now! Okay, I have to sing my solo in my concert tomorrow, and I really don't want to do it! My song is a totally stupid song called "Who'll Buy My Lavender?". It's basically all about some dude who wants to sell flowers! I want something interesting here! Oh well, at least tomorrow it will be all over, and I will never have to sing that ANNOYING song ever again.
Okay, once again, this is going to be a LONG author's note, so get comfortable.
Wow, once again its taken me forever to update. I now take full responsibility to blame SCHOOL for that one. Yes, I'm sure almost all of you have started school by now (and if not than NO FAIR to you!). I've been a bit caught up lately, so don't be mad.
I got back from my vacation in Michigan quite a bit ago, and it was really fun. Also, I want to add that when I went to Lake Tamarack (remember how I said that the name sounds like Tamaran, but off by one letter? Yeah, that one.) I saw yet ANOTHER Teen Titans reference. One of the families that stayed on the lake, their last name was Malchiori! It sounds (and is spelled) just like Malchior, but with an "i"added at the end! I found that really weird, to be honest.
Also while in my little cabin in the wilderness, I partook in the unknown art of chocolate chip cookie stealth. And yes, it is an art, for the cookies were heavily guarded (get three cookie-crazed siblings under the age of seven…and you will definitely know what I mean). But now I'm home again, and I'm very glad to be, because now I can update! Yay!
Oh yes, and before I forget, one of my reviewers said that I should answer my own poll. So that I will certainly do.
But before I do, I would like to point out to all the people who don't know who Gerard Butler is. You all have said you have seen POTO the movie, and yet you don't know the name of the actor who plays the Phantom! It's Gerard Butler, DUH! Also, I'd like to say that I found it quite funny that all of you answered that you didn't smoke and that you hated the concept. Okay, I will answer my poll now:
1. For their favorite genre, some people thought I meant movies, and some thought I meant fanfiction. I actually meant both, but my views on each are different. In movies I will have to say just about anything except horror. I absolutely love the suspense part, but gore makes me sick, literally. I also am extremely skittish and am frightened very easily. I once saw a preview for a scary movie and I couldn't sleep for a couple of days! Yeah, it's that bad. So basically I'm too much of a scardy cat. But when I read fanfictions I can totally read horror, because the plot itself is really interesting, it's just seeing it that frightens me. For reading I like EVERY genre out there, so yay for me!
2. Pink….sorry for all who hate it, I really am. But, like I said, I would die before being labeled as a prep, so bear with me!
3. I honestly don't know if I have a favorite Rob/Star fic. If I had to say one, I would probably mention "Assassin's Bane" by Guardian of the Moon and "Sweet Ambrosia" by Houser. There are so many I love, though! Go to my favorites list if needed.
4. My outlook on school is probably a bit different from most. I have gone to a Catholic school for Kindergarten through eighth grade, and it was the worst nine years of my life. All of my few real friends moved away by the end of the fourth grade, and in a private school, well, mine at least, if you already weren't friends with certain people, you basically never will be. I hung around some people, but they never invited me to go anywhere with them to places. I was always kind of left out in a way and treated like I was strange or different, when in reality, I just wasn't prep material. By the end of eighth grade, I had a real friend, who was a boy which I am still good friends with today. But there was always something I wasn't filled in about in every occasion. Then I went to high school. A PUBLIC high school. Thank God. At my public school I immediately made real friends that, all of which are now inseparable with me. And as I continue to have different classes, I always find and make friends with whoever I sit by. I now realize that there was really nothing wrong with me, I just went to a crappy school with crappy kids who made me feel worthless for nine years, and that was all I had known. Now, since I continue to go to a public school, I absolutely love every single thing about it. No matter how weird and stupid some of the rules are, I love school anyway, because it is just another excuse for me to be with and make new friends.
5. My two favorite pairings are Robin/Starfire and BB/Raven!
6. HECK YES! Gerard Butler is the hottest thing EVER!
7. YES, and I don't care what the stupid critics said about the movie or how well the people who starred in it were! They were all awesome and it is my favorite movie of all time!
8. The musical. Hands down.
9. Drawing, painting, and singing are my favorite hobbies.
10. My favorite foods are pizza, salad, and ice cream.
11. I have no reason to like this fic because it is mine, so…
12. Yes, I have two cats, Missy and Jewel (but we just had to give Jewel away because she had mental problems…seriously, the vets said so. And I'm really sad she's gone…)
13. "Twisted in every way, what answer can I give, etc."
14. Not ever in my whole life will I ever smoke. I don't drink either. Call me goody-two-shoes if you want, but that's fine with me.
15. I love all music, from Broadway to rap, I love it all. The only kinds that annoy me though are country and jazz.
Oooooookay, that's done. It actually took longer than I planned. Sorry.
Smart One- your school is almost rulless? NOT FAIR! That might make you have more fun. I have had very sad experiences with sea monkeys, the poor things were knocked right out of their little container. I didn't do it, though. I felt so bad for them…
RavensAngst- whoa, where do I begin? You are such an awesome reviewer, my goodness, woman! If only you knew how happy you make me with such uplifting words! The "tangle" thing with Speedy was definitely not in the movie, but it was in the musical. And yes, you finally get to be mentioned! It's alright for being late, really it is. You fell in LOVE? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaw. I'm so happy for you! Congratulations to the lucky man! The things you say about high school and college is just how I feel about Elementary school and high school, because of my situations (if you read about my outlook on school). For the first time, I have now realized at what such a ladies man Cyborg really is, and it's hilarious! And, oh yeah, I love Patrick Wilson too, right after Gerard. His voice is just so soothing! He's the PERFECT Raoul. I'm so outrageously happy that you like my story as much as you do! You are definitely the reviewer I look forward to reading from!
Rose- I know…I absolutely love that song. It's like you said, so sad, but so beautiful. You don't believe in love? Oh well, I'm sure you have good reasons. I have already read "Date for a Debt" awhile ago and I enjoyed it very immensely. CILLIAN MURPHEY! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I love that boy! He's super super sexy! He's the main reason I want to see that movie "Red Eye". Viggo Mortensen and Johnny Depp are also very very hot peoples! I LOVE Reeses. They are actually the only candy I really crave. And yes, I agree that dogs are okay, but cats definitely rule!
Animegirl1047- hello there! Glad you reviewed, or else I never would have known you liked my story! Hey, I have the two-disc soundtrack to the movie too! But I also have the two-disc soundtrack to the musical as well, and trust me, the two have their differences. Pink has been given a bad name, and lovers of pink are usually discriminated for it. It's actually not fair at all. I've heard of "Guiding Star" quite often, and I really think I should read it. One of my good friends really loves drawing anime to, so I know what you mean by that. I think Carlotta is hilarious, and almost any quote from her would be worthy. And, for the record, there are tons and tons of people who totally HATE Raoul. It normally is because they think the Phantom should get Christine, so they hate the one she chooses instead. It's quite funny actually to see how some true Raoul-haters act. I don't blame your sister, though, she has a good point.
StakeMeSpike04- YES, I did miss you! That's not fair that you got to go to Cape Cod. Not fair at all. You missed reading my fic! Yay I feel special! You were only on the computer once the whole month! OO- Oh, my goodness, I would have NEVER survived! I usually can't go a week without my precious computer (and yet I always have to because of all my stupid yet fun vacations…ironically all of them include no computer. I think my parents are trying to tell me something…). And yes, the book WAS uber confusing! I had to reread several pages at a time before I could continue because I would forget how everything was. It was really complicated. I have not read the Susan Kay novel, and I'm sure I should, considering you loved it so much! I must say, you being an Erik/Christine phan and my being a Raoul/Christine phan is pretty much the only thing that makes us different! How weird!
Star+Robin- sadly, I found no Starfire look-alikes on my trip, but I did find the Malchior thing. Of course you didn't think the Phantom was ugly at all because that was Gerard Butler! It's quite funny, actually, how many people think he's hot and have no idea what his name is. And yes, HBP is awesome beyond belief.
GS Dragono- what's the sigh for? Is it a sigh of frustration? I was hoping no one hated polls, if that is true in your case I'm sorry. I kind of agree with you on the Raven thing; she's almost everyone's favorite character, so almost all the fanfictions are about her. This I find quite dull. I still like Raven, but the fact that everyone else likes her so much gets pretty old for me.
TTHPfan- thank you! I love that song too…it's just so sad and beautiful! You're lucky that you don't have gym anymore…I have to take two more courses of it! STUPID P.E.! I actually semi-like History, as long as it's WORLD History and none of that American history stuff (it bores me). World History I took freshman year and I found it quite interesting, considering all those different cultures and stuff. Unfortunately, I have to take two more courses of U.S. History (GRRRRR). I also can rant on smoking, since my Health class made smoking PERFECTLY clear on why we shouldn't do it…ugh.
Ninjamonkey- I've heard much about Julesfire, but I don't think I've read any by that authour…I really should though. And oh my gosh, I wanted to see "Wicked" sooooo bad; actually my communicating teacher went and saw it and she said it was amazing. So all in all…I really need to see that musical. I'm glad at least some of the readers of this story are actually Broadway fans like myself. Well, hope you like the next chapter!
SimplePlanLuver- thank you! You've never watched Phantom? Wow. At least you relatively like my story, though I do hope you get to see it (musical or movie, they're both fantastic).
EmeraldShine- I don't know what it is but your reviews are just so…uplifting. Dang, I wish I could make people feel good like that in my reviews. Every time I read one of yours I just end up smiling ear to ear. And I'm also super glad that I've found someone else who likes Disney music! YAY! Not many people realize how well written and composed a lot of Disney movies and music is made. The quote "classics" (like the Lion King…whoa…major tearjerker) are so beautifully animated. It's great.
Wylkin- sammiches…I now love that word…
Strodgfrgf- I like the quote "Damn you, you little lying Delilah," as well. Surprisingly, my friend asked me about that. She apparently didn't even know who Delilah was! I had to explain the entire "Samson and Delilah" story to her! After I told her I was just like "How could you not know that story! We went to a CATHOLIC school for heaven's sake!" Anyway, yeah, I've always liked that story…sad though…Delilah was pretty mean…
Figureskater101- thank you! I must agree with you on the Carlotta part. I think she's so freaking hilarious when she gets mad…
DiamondMoonTears- You like filming? My best friend's brother makes movies all the time, and he likes to make horror movies and quite frankly, they're pretty scary. I mean he adds all the creepy music and everything. I kept forgetting that you were StarGazingMoonPrincess, so forgive me if I ever forget. If I saw a story like mine that was Rae/Rob, I would refuse to read it and be insulted that the concept was ever considered. GRRRR to that pairing…
Laurashrub- hello again! By genre, I mean both literature and film. I'm glad you like the way the last song was handled, just gives me the confidence I need. And yes, soundtracks are awesome!
Momiji-momo- new reviewer, eh? Well, your not doing bad at all, I'm really glad you like my story so far!
Also, in the song "Wandering Child", as far as I knew Christine, Raoul, and the Phantom were supposed to sing all together. I heard that they didn't do that anymore and that only the Phantom and Christine sang this song together. I've heard it both ways, and I like it better when all three of them sing. It seems to add more drama. Oh, well, I don't care, I'm just going to do it my favorite way and put in the all-three-singing-version in this fic. And if Kori and the Phantom are singing together at once, it will be in bold. So don't think that when they're singing together it's just him saying it.
Uuuups…yeah, like I said, the author's note would be long. Sorry!
After what seemed like an eternity collided with a matter of minutes, Kori stopped crying. She instead sat, resolutely staring at the ominous tombstone. The wind had suddenly lost its viciousness, and the snowy night seemed to calm. She didn't move, letting her mind completely engross herself into her depressed emotions. She heaved a great sigh, sending a soft ghostly fog emitting from her lips.
Suddenly her sadness seemed to soften without recognition. A violin began to play softly in the deserted graveyard.
Without questioning how or why it was playing, she felt her spirit lighten at the sound. Her eyes rolled involuntarily to the back of her head and didn't even feel her head tilt backward. She let the light moonbeams pool onto her skin and illuminate her face fully.
She felt her mind swirl with gentleness and ease as the music continued to play. The violin's stimuli smoothly collided with her freshly opened emotions and she breathed in the cold air slowly. Her eyes fluttered in a futile attempt to keep them from closing. As the song played on she exhaled every saddening feeling in her body and her eyes closed. Her arms slowly outstretched themselves as in an embrace of the music. A slight breeze that embraced her body caused a soothing combination to the melody. She lost all train of thought, and her mind was at ease. Her head seemed empty of worry or sorrow, and she let the soft notes flow through her with the slowed wind.
As she sat on her knees, arms outstretched and head skyward, her eardrums were met with a new sound. In her ecstasy a soft and soothing voice could be heard singing woefully upon the snowy mist. She did not move when she heard it, but listened on and she let his voice sway around her.
"Wandering Child,
So lost, so helpless,
Yearning for my guidance…"
As soon as the voice stopped, her mindless bliss immediately ceased. The violin had stopped playing, and at the sudden silence that followed an absence of music Kori's eyes showed signs of opening. In a way that expressed her being uplifted of a fantastic spell, she fluttered her eyes open. Somehow the meaning of what the voice had said stung her bitterly. She barely understood the double-meaning of his words and was left oblivious of its message, not knowing its effect was already taking place. She looked around for who she knew the voice had come.
"Angel…or… father…
Friend…or…Phantom…?
Who is it there staring?"
Before she could finish she heard the voice call out again. The sound of his voice swelled the air, lifting her pain airily with his slow trill of tone, which slowly took a more and more hypnotic effect.
"Have you forgotten your Angel…?"
She stared toward the direction of the little church, where she knew the voice had come from. The sickly gravestones surrounding suddenly looked unnaturally eerie, but she took no notice.
She lost all sense of thought, focus, and common sense as the voice rung stronger. He was going to help her, he was going to hold her and make it all better…he would never hurt her…he loved her…she could trust him…
Controversial thoughts involuntarily clouded her mind, completely convincing her that she was the furthest from danger, not once allowing herself to understand the horrible situation she was in. She stood up, her bony legs shaking from the impact of cold and the length of time she used to sit on them. She scanned the length of the church with her eyes until she found the door, which stood atop a wide, but short, upward stone staircase. She sleekly walked to where she could get a better view of the large doorway, letting her long coat swish ever so often in the now calm winds.
She was a bit of a far distance from the church doors, so she had to squint confusedly in the darkness. Her only source of light being the moon, she could not see what, or who, was standing majestically in the doorway. The moonlight fully lighted the stairway-skimmed doors where she stared, but within the open oak doors laid impenetrable shadow. Not once did she comprehend the almost complete darkness of the night around her, for there wasn't a streetlamp for miles. She suddenly felt compelled to approach the mysterious figure in the doorway, half-heartedly already knowing who he was.
The girl had no idea how rapidly she was losing this battle of mind control. She couldn't even think, letting only impulsive thoughts weigh through her confused emotions. She called back to the regal voice airily. She was positive now. This was him. Her feet began to shuffle toward the church slowly, almost without her notice.
"Angel…oh speak…
What endless longings
Echo in this whisper…?"
Back near the tall impending gates of the graveyard, Richard stood, stock stiff, unable to think. He watched the girl he loved cry her heart out, and how he wanted to embrace her and make her feel loved! But he couldn't, he had to stay put. He knew that she would never trust him again if she knew he had followed her here. But now he was seeing the madman who Kori now feared with all her heart attempting to seduce her through hypnotism. All could understand his fury as her forced words of consentuality skimmed through the night air. He stood frozen to the spot, wondering what to do. Surely he wouldn't do what Richard feared he would…he wouldn't…
But Richard was proved wrong when the Phantom's angelic voice carried over the grounds yet again. He looked to Kori, who was now transfixed with the figure who was now moving out of the shadowed doorway and into the moonlight.
Kori stared in wonder and awe at the sight of him. His mysterious air surrounded him as his ebony black cloak trailed loosely on the stone floor. The light of the moon made his appearance all the more enchanting as he held out his hands to her. He sang out again alluringly, drawing Kori towards him with each word, like a moth to a deadly flame.
"Too long
You've wandered in winter…"
Richard's confusion of the situation rose, refusing to subside. Immediately he then understood what was going on. This had happened before. This was always how he got her to come to him. But this time was different. He was going to take her from him permanently. He stared in panic at the scene before him, muttering to himself in comprehension.
"Once again she is his…"
Neither Kori nor the Phantom heard him. The Phantom continued in his lure, with Kori easily taking the bait at the time when she was most vulnerable: when she needed comfort. The Phantom knew her well, and knew that the easiest time to take advantage of her mind was when it was overcome with sadness, seeing as it happened every so often. His lips twisted into a loving but unnerving smile as the girl continued to approach him. He continued to sing to her.
"Far from
My far-reaching gaze…"
Richard's panic continued to render him immobile. He whispered to himself in despair,
"Once again she returns…"
Kori, oblivious to the extra onlooker, was totally consumed with the voice of the Phantom, and approached his moonlit figure with a wistful look in her eyes. She hardly recognized her own voice as the words spilled out.
"Wildly my mind
Beats against you…"
The Phantom narrowed his eyes that glinted with want and longing.
"You resist…"
She continued his sentence for him, completely losing her mind to him.
"Yet the soul obeys…"
He smiled malevolently.
"Yet your soul obeys…"
Richard couldn't stand it any longer. He leapt from his spot and ran frantically through the hollow gates. Running towards them, he almost yelled to them, but neither obliged his presence. He yelled on in confusion.
"…To the arms of your angel..."
Kori and the Phantom sang out to each other longingly, as if without interruption, in unison. They seemed to have finally opened up to what had been hidden and unknown for so long.
"Angel of Music!"
Richard ran past a row of tombstones.
"Angel or demon…?"
Kori came nearer and nearer to the church steps, she sounded sorrowful and reproachful now.
"…I denied you…"
The Phantom looked haughtily, seemingly acknowledging her forced repentance with open arms.
"…You denied me…"
Richard swerved a giant cross; they still seemed so far away…
"Still calls her..."
Kori's face looked immensely sorrowful and seemed to be seeking forgiveness. Kori and the Phantom sang in unison once again,
"Turning from true beauty…"
Richard jumped over three tombstones in a row. He wasn't reaching them fast enough.
"Luring her back from the grave…"
Again the two angelic voices rung out together, despite Richard's horror.
"Angel of Music!"
Kori's eyes were now brimming with tears; her face was raised upward again, for he was standing uphill from her. Silver tears slid down her cheeks as she clutched her heart with her white fist, her trembling lips inhaling the cold. She cried out to him mournfully, her hand still on her heart.
"…my protector…"
He, in turn, embraced her submission with arms wide open, smiling lovingly at her.
"Do not shun me…"
Richard was nearing them now, his panic turning quickly into a raw fury. He ran faster, hate now spurting from his mouth.
"Angel…or…dark seducer…?"
Kori was on the steps now. She slowly ascended them, as if her subconscious mind was telling her to be cautious. Each step was weighed with slow emotion. She gazed up at the man she knew everything and nothing about.
"Come to me,
Strange Angel…"
The Phantom lovingly looked down upon her, his visible face smoothing into a comforting smile. She was just below him…she was so near…she was going to be his and his alone…
"Come to your
Strange Angel…"
Richard was only a few rows away when he stopped short, staring in terror at what was unfolding before him. His sad eyes reverted to Kori, whose expression he could not read. How could he do this to her? How did he have the ability to cause such turmoil within the soul? He stared in wonder and confusion, with none of his questions answered.
"Who are you,
Strange Angel...?"
Realizing how affecting his voice was to her, the Phantom leered out his voice hypnotically. He beckoned her slowly, and she complied. She was halfway up the heavy stairs. She was so close…so close…
"I am your Angel of Music…
Come to me,
Angel of Music…"
She was a little more than half way up the steps when a loud and angry voice cut into the night with it's obvious turmoil and stress. Richard shoved himself into view and pointed an accusatory finger at the man with an X'ed mask shielding his face. Richard almost screamed at him in defiance, almost daring him to draw away from his deed.
"Angel of Darkness!
Cease this torment!"
But he acted as if Richard hadn't even spoken. He merely continued his melodic chant that drew Kori ever so near to him.
"I am your Angel of Music…
Come to me,
Angel of Music…"
It was obvious to Richard that Kori had no knowledge that he had said two words. To conclude his fear she only continued up the stone moonlit staircase. Knowing that a far-off yell wouldn't get through to her, he sprinted up the steps to catch up with her. When level on the same stair with her, he groped at her arm feebly. He tried leading her the other way, at least to weaken the spell. Nothing. He had to try to convince her.
"Kori," he said, panting, "Kori, listen to me…"
She did not falter; she only moved her feet upward. Richard didn't stop. He wouldn't lose her this easily. No, not without a fight.
"Whatever you might believe, Kori," he said frantically, still tugging at her arm, "This man—this thing—is not your father!" he slid his arm around her waist and tried to stop her from moving.
He looked straight into the eyes of the musical genius and spat at him furiously, still feebly trying to save her.
"Let her go, for God's sake!" He screamed, "Let her go!" He stared avidly into the eyes of the biggest competition in his life, and wretchedly pleaded with the girl that he was trying so hard to save.
"Let her go!" He screamed again into the dark eyes of the Phantom. Richard then spun his eyes around madly and tried fruitlessly to push Kori back, away from him.
"LET HER GO! Kori…Kori, look at me!"
There was no answer. Her bright green eyes were now a dark jade, empty and emotionless. Richard couldn't control himself. He screamed in despair, pleading her for her own release. He couldn't lose her. He could never let her go…not like this…
"KORI! Kori, listen to me! Kori, please…!"
Suddenly Kori's eyes returned their normal glow, but they were now lit up with fear. As if suddenly dawning on everything that just happened, the girl suddenly lost her balance in shock and clung to Richard's coat to prevent from falling to the hard ground.
"Richard? RICHARD!" She yelled pitifully realizing what was happening and why he was here. Suddenly looking into the eyes of her captor, and seeing what he was about to do, she let out a little yelp and yanked Richard down the steps with her, attempting to flee from him. She skidded down the stairs with Richard's arm held stiffly in hers, knowing all too well that the Phantom would follow.
And surely, within the work of a moment, the Phantom was in front of them, blocking their way. Richard swung Kori behind him protectively, knowing that he would attempt to take her again. But before Richard could think, a ball of fire had struck oh so near his foot, causing him to jump. He looked up fearfully into the face of a madman gone in a frenzy.
"Bravo, Richard, such spirited words!" he spat at Richard, shooting another strike of fire out of seemingly nowhere at Richard's feet again, causing him to move backward.
"More tricks, now?" he asked haughtily, ready to fight.
"Let's see, dear Richard, how far you dare go…" he stroke another blaze at the boy who jumped backward again, the shot narrowly missing his left shoe. Richard gave him a loathing and disgusted look.
"More deception? More violence?" his expression grew angrier by the second, "You killed Mark, are you going to kill me too?"
There was no response.
"Go ahead," Richard yelled maliciously, "Try me."
Then, without warning, the mysterious man lunged at Richard with an immense strength that not many would have guessed he had. A swift and unexpected punch in the gut sent Richard a good distance to the side, almost causing him to run into a tree. He spun around, ready for another attack. He hadn't taken all those years of karate lessons just to be carelessly thrown around by a ghost who wanted to steal his girlfriend.
He ran at the specter, who dodged him at first, but was soon to realize how evenly matched the two were. The only real obstacle for Richard was the age difference, knowing that the man had at least five to ten years his senior under his belt, this gave the opera ghost an advantage of experience. The added fact of dark night surrounding them with only the moon as their guide was also an obstacle to set aside. He heard the sleek man call out with a taunt in his voice.
"That's right, that's right, Richard…keep walking this way…" he said icily.
Richard's eyes went wide at barely missing connection with the dark man's fist as he ducked heavily, almost toppling over into the snow. He threw himself at the Phantom madly as he heard Kori's feeble voice ring out to him.
"Richard, don't…please, no…"
"Stay back!" he yelled at her, pushing her out of harm's way.
Richard saw the dark figure speeding at him, scooted out of his way and kicked underneath the ghost's feet, sending him crashing to the ground. He recovered quickly and the two fought, almost eerily equally as good as the other, until they both began panting for breath at every interval possible, as to make sure not to lose strength.
With one final blow Richard sent the Phantom's body heavily to the pile of snow beneath him. Richard swung to the ground and pinned him with one arm from his side, his other arm poised into a fist. Richard stood there, waiting for him to move again, but kept a firm grip, as to be certain he didn't get back up. But it was fruitless, for the man did not move under Richard's weight; he only stood, poised on the ground. Large gusts of breath could be heard, but his masked face was straight and unmoving, with loathing etched all across. He did not try to attack Richard again.
With a wary expression Richard released his grip on the man's cloak. He stumbled upward from the ground and clutched Kori's arm in one hand, and putting his other around her shoulder. He looked around the starry-strewn sky, absorbing the moon's light as to make sure to know where he was going. He hurried off with the girl, leading her hastily out of the dark cemetery, breaking into a run halfway through. The shaken couple mounted Richard's motorcycle in a quick jump, as if half expecting him to follow them. He did not.
As the motorcycle zoomed off into the snowy night, neither of the frightened teenagers looked back, afraid of what they might see.
But back in the cemetery, the specter had already risen to his feet by the time the two had ran beyond the rusted gates. He leered after them, a furious fire burning in his eyes. So she had chosen the boy, had she? Mad anger surged through his tall figure as his ebony cloak began to swirl in the wind. She would soon regret this decision, and would return to him…in time. All in good time.
But the lingering hatred for her refusal of him still stung at his heart viciously. She wasn't going to be with him, of that he was sure. His horrifying eyes glittered with spite and malice as he watched them speed off fearfully. He muttered angrily under his breath, his evil voice hovering barely above a whisper.
"So be it…" he fumed, "now, let it be war upon you both…"
Wow…done with that chapter at LAST…I hope this chapter wasn't confusing.