I landed on a huge cushion. I scrambled off of it. I saw a light in the distance. I ran towards it. It was Erik's house up ahead. I entered and found him and Christine there. She was already in her wedding dress.
"We can't stay here, though," Chrisitne said. "The police won't rest until they find us."
"I know," Erik answered. "But where to?"
I ran up to them. "I don't know where Raoul is, but I have a feeling he's coming."
"Why didn't you tell me you saw him?" Erik asked, accusingly.
"I didn't want to interupt you two!" I said.
"I know, but-"
"Erik," Christine, interupted . "Now that I'm your fiance, can you please show me your face?"
Erikm sighed. "But... I don't want to loose you."
"Erik," Christine said, sittng him down. "You'll never loose me. I will be your bride no matter what."
I could tell her words moved Erik because he hesitantly slipped his hand up to his face and gently took off his mask. His face, like the movie was very deformed. He had scars, gashes, bumps and stuff like that all over the side of his face he unmasked. He cringed, waiting for a scream, waiting for something to happen... And something did.
Christine turned his face to her's and whispered: "I don't see a monster here. I see my kind and loving husband."
Erik leaned in for a kiss, but there was soon the splashing of water and it interupted the moment. Raoul appeared near the gate to the house. Erik turned to see him, forgetting his face was unmasked. Raoul jumped back.
"URGH! You're going to marry that monster CHristine!?" he cried. Christine stood up. Her eyes burned with anger, which I had never seen before.
"Go away, Raoul!" She shouted. "I don't love you! I love Erik... not matter what he looks like!" Raoul shook the bars of the gate.
"LET ME IIIIIIIIIIIIIINNN!" He hollered.
"NO!" I yelled. I looked at Erik. "Got a bible anywhere?" I asked.
"Under the short legd of my organ," Erik said, gesturing to it. I ran, got the book, and came back to the couple.
"I may not be a preist," I said. "But I want world peace, and the law says any person of peace can marry people. So, Let's get started. Do you, Erik, take Christine Daae as your wife?"
"Yes, I do," Erik smiled.
"And you, Christine, take Erik as your husband?"
"I do."
"Great. You may kiss the bride-"
Suddenly, there was a bubbling sound from below the water. Raoul rose to the surface. "DON'T KISS HIM!" Raoul yelled, running up to them. Erik pushed Christine back.
"Who are you to tell me what to do with her? It's not like I'm renting her from you! She's not your possession, just leave us alone!"
"But I love her!" Raoul whined. "Show some compassion!"
"I can't believe you, Raoul!" Christine said. "You are the Victome de Changey! You can get any girl you want! But not this one! This one loves The Phantom of the Opera, a man with a very hurt past so don't you dare talk to him about compassion!"
Raoul's angry face turned deathly calm. "Give me back Chrisitne," he said to Erik/
"No," Erik answered, tring to be equally as calm as Raoul.
"Fine then," Raoul said, pulling out his sword. "Look's like we'll have to fight for her, eh?"
Erik pulled out his sword too. He didn't have his precious Punjab lasso with him, but he could easily hurt Raoul with this sword too.
I ran beside Chrisitne as I watched Erik and Raoul circle in the water.
Raoul was the first to make an attack move. Erik swiftly got out of harm's way, but only by a little bit. He tried to pull an attck move on Raoul but Raoul pushed him back. He was about to lunge for Erik with his sword, but Erik made a defensive move and blocked the attack move from Raoul.
I was very concered. Erik seemed to be losing some energy. It had been a very tiring week, and Erik hadn't been resting well enough. I suddenly saw Raoul push him down. Chrisitne and I gasped. I had to act quickly. I noticed a brick on the floor. Why it was there, I didn't know, but it would be useful.
I picked it up and with all my might, I threw it at Raoul. It hit his head with a good thwack!
"What did you..." Raoul went crosseyed and fell into the water.
Erik got up. Christine and I ran to him and hugged him. "Thank God you're alive!" we cried.
Suddenly, more footsteps approached. The three of us ran and hid. We watched from our hiding places as the 'angry mob' came into the house.
"My God! He's dead!" Some yelled, inspecting the Viscount, floating in the water.
"No, no! Look, he's breathing!"
Suddenly, Raoul sat up. "If anybody asks we were discussing the politics, right fellas?" he said. I supressed a laugh. He had lost his memory!
"What are you talking about Monseuir de Changey!?" One man cried.
"Yeah, you can borrow it."
"Has the lad gone mentally ill?" Another man asked.
"I LOOKED THROUGH THE WINDOW! I'M SORRY!" Raoul cried.
"Okay, that's it, we've gotta get him out of here," Some men supported the vicomte on their shoulders and ran out of the house. Meg was trailing behind them.
"Meg, wait," Chrisitne said. As the others disappeared around the corner, Meg watched as Chrisitne, Erik and I emerged from our hiding places.
"Chrisitne! What-?"
"Look, Meg," CHrisitne said, standing infront of her friend. "I've met the man of my dreams, and I must live here from now on. You can tell your mother but nobody else."
"Will I ever see you again?" Meg asked.
"Of course you will," Chrisitne said.
"Well, then, good luck," Meg and Chrisitne hugged and she ran off. Chrisitne ran up too Erik.
"Thank you so much for helping us on this journey," Erik said to me, holding Christine in his arms.
"Without you I might have gone with Raoul!" Christine said with a shudder.
"No biggy," I shrugged. "Anyway, What're you waiting for Erik? I said you may kiss the birde!"
Without hesitation, Erik and Chrisitne were locked in a passionate kiss. But as I watched them, my head started to spin. They themselves started to spin. I kept twirling around, when suddenly, everything was black and I lost conciousness.