Chapter 2: The Lost Child
By: PittsBurghFuzz
On a cold winter night, a woman was running throught the streets of Paris, holding a child in her arms. She abandoned the poor thing, and left it on the church steps.
An old nun open the door and found the child. Oddly enough, the child's face was covered by the sheet. The old woman lifted the veil and saw that half of the child's face was disfigured! The nun was alarmed, but she knew what she needed to do. For the first ten years of the child's life, she cared for him as if she were her own. The boy's name was Erik. He had a gift, and passion for music, architecture, and even magic.
One day, however, the child knew that church members were startinf rumors that the nun was unfaithful to God, and gave birth to this unholy monster. So, he decided to leave, thinking it was best for him to go.
Then, Erik had a strange journey. Erik became a circus freak, an apprentice to a master builder, a member of the trecherous court of Persia, and finally, helped build the Paris Opera, where he finally found a home in its dark cellars.
And as we all know, Erik fell in love with Christine, a young soprano. However, one man stood in his way: Raoul! If Raoul were nonexistent, perhaps Christine would have been his.
Four years later, Erik found himself on top of his beloved home, gazing at the stars. Erik had spent the last four years trying to rebuilt his beloved lair. The mob had destroyed almost eveything in tha lair, with the exception of Erik's mask, and Persian Monkey, oddly enough. Erik thought he could never get over Christine. However, in the last four years, Erik became almosst neautral to the subject. Erik had watched Christine and Raoul walked through the streets of Paris many time, and after a while it got boring to him. Every now and again he would think about his Angel of Music, but besides those thoughts, he could finally let Christine go, which lifted a lot of strain from his heart.