Here's a other chapter. Sorry it took me so long, my computer's stupid -pounds computer into dust-.

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Chapter6

A Note from the Opera Ghost

Anne gasped as she saw Caine kick Ben. Ben felt tears weld up in his eyes as he looked at Caine's cold expression. Ben stood up and quickly ran out of the room. Caine watched as his brother ran out with tear stained cheeks. Caine turned from the door and started to walk to the bathroom.

Anne looked from the door towards Caine and asked, "Aren't you going to find him?"

Caine stopped and turned half way and growled, "No."

Anne blinked in surprise, "Well why not?"

"Because he needs to learn that life isn't always happy and care-free." Caine said quietly

"But Ben is just a child." Anne said as she stood up.

Caine turned fully towards her with cold golden eyes and hissed, "I had to learn that when I was that age! What makes me different from him?!" Before she could say anything Caine had already slammed the door to the bathroom. She sighed, got in her bed, and tried to go to sleep.

(Stage)

Ben kept on running, not caring where he went just as long as long as he got away from Caine. When he looked up he saw that he somehow got on the stage. There was nothing or no one on it because it was the middle of the night and it was quiet. Ben walked to the edge of the stage above the orchestra pit and sat on it. Ben closed his eyes and started to hum a little tune that his mother sang when he was little. Ben suddenly stopped and looked around. He had this strange feeling that he was being watch.

Ben swallowed hard before asking, "W-who's there?" Ben was only met with silence so Ben tried again, "Is anyone there?" Still nothing.

Ben turned back towards the chairs when suddenly a voice boomed, "Ah, so it seems I have found one of you brats!" Ben's eyes widen as he frantically looked around for the source of the voice. Ben was grabbed from behind by a pair of strong hands and was pulled against something hard. Ben started to tremble when he felt what his back was against go in and out. Ben started to turn his head to see who was holding him and he gasped who he saw. Right behind him was the Phantom of the Opera kneeling down on one knee to Ben's level, holding Ben by the shoulders. He was against the Phantom's chest.

"Hello Ben Daae." the Phantom said darkly.

"P-please let me go, I-I didn't do nothing to you." Ben pleaded as he looked straight ahead towards the chairs.

The Phantom chuckled dryly and said, "Now if you do that you will get lost and we can not have that, can we?" Ben only shook his head. "You're coming with me." the Phantom demanded. Before Ben could reject, the Phantom put a wet handkerchief on Ben's nose. Ben started to breathed in whatever was on the handkerchief and started to feel sleepy and then blacked out.

The Phantom felt the child go limp in his arms. He looked down at Ben and thought, 'He looks so much like my angel. If my plan works, Christine will be mine.' He scooped up the sleeping child into his strong arms and with one whoosh of his cape, he and Ben were gone.

(Next Morning in the trio's room)

Anne yawed and sat up in her bed and saw Caine pacing back and forth in front of his bed. "What's wrong Caine?" Anne asked with concern. Caine looked at Anne and she saw that he was very worried, which is a rare trait for him.

"Ben's not in his bed. He usually is in his bed when I wake up on the rare occasions that I sleep. I don't know where he is. I should have gone after him. But I let my temper take over me. What if he's hurt?"

After Caine said this, he went back to his pacing.

"He's probably with Aunt Christine or maybe he woke up early and went to the stage." Anne said calmly as she went behind the changing screen and got dressed.

"I hope you are right." Caine said quietly.

"Well, let's go find him." Anne said as she went to the door in her usual attire. Caine nodded and followed Anne out.

(Christine's Room)

Christine heard a knock on her door and went to answer it.

"Bonjour Anne and Caine. Come in and tell me way you are here." Christine said kindly as she let Caine and Anne in.

"Have you seen Ben, Christine?" Caine asked seriously as he walked in.

"No, I thought he was with you." Christine said as she sat on her bed.

Caine stopped, his back towards Christine and Anne, and let his cold gaze fall to the ground and asked coldly, "You don't know where Ben is?"

Christine paled slightly and said, "I already told you, no I don't know where Ben is." Caine clench his fists tightly and closed his eyes so that you couldn't see anything in the eyeholes of his mask besides blackness.

Anne swallowed hard and said, "He might be on the stage."

Caine slowly turned around with his eyes still closed and said, "He doesn't even know where the stage is. So how do you think he found it?"

"He could have wondered around and found it." Christine suggested.

Caine thought a moment and opened his eyes and replied, "That could be true but if he is not there, someone is going to pay dearly." Then Caine stormed out of the room with Anne and Christine behind him.

(Stage)

Madame Giry was walking near the empty parts of the backstage until a note fell from the rafters. She picked the note up and looked at the back of it. Just as she suspected, the seal was a red wax skull. She broke the seal and started to read the note. After she was done reading it, she had paled slightly. She knew that the Phantom had gone too far this time. She looked towards the stage and saw that Christine, Caine, and Anne were on it and it looked like they were looking for something or someone.

She walked up to them and said, "Bonjour Christine, Anne, and Caine."

Caine was the first to turn around and when he didn't see Ben was with her he barked furiously, "What do you want?!"

"Do not mind Caine, he is enraged about the disappearance of our little brother, Ben. Have you seen him anywhere?" Anne said calmly as she tried to calm down Caine. Madame Giry paled even more. She closed her eyes tightly and swallowed hard and held out the note for anyone to take, but she prayed that it wasn't Caine who took it. She felt the note being ripped from her hand and she looked up to see, much to her horror, that Caine had took the note before anyone else could. With every word he read, the more convulsed with rage he got.

The note read:

Messieurs,

I have taken a small boy by the of Ben Daae. If you ever want to see him alive and in one piece, I suggest you follow these demands. My first demand is that in the next opera, cast Miss. Daae as the lead soprano. The second demand is to pay my monthly allowance of 20,000 francs by tomorrow morning. And the third demand is that Miss. Daae must be on the stage at midnight tomorrow night. If these demands are met, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur.

I remain, Messieurs, your obedient servant,

O.G.

By the time Caine was done reading, he was fuming with rage.

"Phantom or not, I am going to kill him." Caine growled as he began to pace again.

"No Caine, I am not going to kill anyone." Anne said seriously.

"Fine but if he even touches one hair on him, he is going to regret it." Caine spat as he glowered at her.

"I guess we do what he says." Anne said as she walked towards Caine.

"Yes, we have to or something bad is going to happen." Madame Giry said sadly. Caine, Christine, and Anne nodded and followed Madame Giry towards Christine and Raoul's room.

Well there it is. Please review and I might update faster, I never know when I'm going to update on this stupid computer -blows up computer dust-