Erik saw Raoul coming too. He immdeatley stopped singing.
"Chrisitne, wait!" Raoul yelled. Christine turned. "Raoul?" she said, confused.
"Whatever you believe, this man, this thing, it's not your-"
Before Erik had a chance to jump down from the roof, I did, and ran up to him. My cheeks were red with rage.
"Leave her alone!" I yelled, "She doesn't like you! She loves Erik, why can't you just except that!?" Raoul squinted his eyes at me.
"Why are you always around when things like this happen!?" he yelled, equally as loud at me. "I know your helping him! I know you're an ally to him!"
"What are you talking about!?" I lied. Raoul rolled his eyes, and took out his sword.
"Move out of my way," he said, dangerously calm, "or I will take you down first!"
I gasped as Raoul turned the tip of the sword slowly towards me. I let out an ear piercing scream. Suddenly, I saw a tall black figure push me out out of harm's way. It was Erik.
Erik drew his sword too and started fighting with Raoul. I can behind Christine and watched as the two men fought... well... in my opinion, Raoul was still a jealous school boy. But anyway...
Chrsitine looked at me. "Who are you?" she asked politley.
"I'm Antoinette Devoir," I said, gasping as Erik nearly tripped.
"How does Raoul know you?" Christine pressed on.
"Long story, Madame," I said. "Uh... don't look now but-OH MY GOD! ERIK!"
Raoul had knocked Erik down, kicked his sword away and was about to plunge his sword into his chest.
I ran at him, and with all my strength, I knocked Raoul over, grabbed his sword, and pointed it at his throat.
"As I said, Monsieur de Changey," I said. "Leave them alone..."
Raoul's face got very red. "The police will hear about this," he said. He got up and ran off.
"Erik," I said, "we've got to go. Raoul-"
I stopped talking because I saw Christine putting pressure on one of Erik's wounds. I gasped and fled towards them.
"Erik, are you okay?" I asked, my voice not sounding like my own.
"I-I'm fine..." Erik mumbled.
Chrisitne looked at me. "So, how do you know Erik?" she asked. "Nobody knows him as Erik only... only by The Phantom of the Opera."
I sighed and turned to Erik. "Should I tell her the truth?" Erik nodded.
I started by telling her my real name, where I came from, and how I helped Erik to win her.
"Don't you see?" I asked. "If I hadn't come along you two would not be together."
Chrisitne turned to Erik. "You expect me to believe this?" she asked him.
"No," he said, honestly, "I didn't either when I found her singing and sitting at the bottom of the Grand Hall's staircase, but," he said, looking over at the spot where Raoul lay before. I looked too.
There, in the snow, was my digital watch. I ran, picked it up, and read the time. Six thirty one. I ran back and showed Chrisitne. She stared opened mouthed at it.
"Convinced?" I asked.
She smiled and nodded.
"Now, Raoul's gone to get the police. Don't ask me why though... all I did was knock him down... Anyway, I suggest you get on that horse and ride back to the opera house.
"We can't fit two people on Snowflake," Christine said.
"Ah! So Snowflake's it's name!" I smiled. "I'll walk back."
"No your not," Erik said. "I'll hitch the other horse up to the carrige, you and Christine can go in it, I'll drive."
Without a moments hesitation, Chrisitne and I got into the carrige, Erik hitched Snowflake up to it, and we rode on home.