-Yawns- I am very tired but bordrem drives me to do something. Not much to say here This chapter is…a bit depressing by the end but hopefully all you guys will last threw it.

Erin-21- All in time my friend all in time. The romance will come…..then again it may not -smiles- I'm not going to say anything.

Gerfan- Yes I kind of liked the way that she became sick…I in a way balanced things out.

ModestySparrow9- Erik having a problem with opening his eyes? Yes he does, then again he doesn't know what love is. He has felt love for another but has never received that love back…so he is blind to all of it.

Rue Marie- The Fever was nothing much, it was just an average sickness, to add on the top of it she was feeling depressed that Erik could not love her..…..anyways sorry for the confusion. About the Punjab rope instead of lasso, if your referring to me switching back and forth it's because I am weird and write that way. I will try to change it later though if it is bothering you.

-Painful Choices-

He wanted to know what kind of life she wanted? To be honest even she didn't know. She almost wanted to say one of darkness, but that would be to obvious as to how she felt about him. She heard something that was odd, who would be down here, well besides her?

Snuffing the candle as Erik had instructed she found herself in darkness as she stranded to hear what was going on out side. She prayed, what ever poor fool who had dared come down here, would not have to suffer under Erik's wrath. She knew from the first time she came down here, Erik did not welcome his visitors with open arms.

She did as she was told for once, and stayed in the bed. What was going on out there? She heard only silence as she strained her ears for any sound at all. It was getting to be too much. Getting to her feet she found that she could only take a step before she went down. She silently spoke and said hello to the ground, they where becoming good friends. She let out a curse under her breath this was all her fault. She couldn't help but feel sorry for whoever was out there and she spoke into the darkness quietly 'Please let them know to keep there hands at the level of there eyes.'

Meg once again fell silent, there was nothing much else for her to do but lay there. She heard then the sound of scuffled feet and a loud scream. Something was knocked over, Meg bit her lower lip in worry-a nervous habit she had developed- She heard a cry of rage, she noticed it to be Erik's. She then heard a strangled cry, then again there was silence.

Meg's heart beet rapidly inside her chest what was going on? She heard as then something heavy dropped to the floor, it was not like anything that was hard like a statue or something. It sounded like the dropping of a body. It all had been so fast, she heard a squeak of a voice but she was far enough away to be unable to understand what was being said.

She had too get out there, what if it was Erik who had fallen? She raised up and found the desk that was beside her. She placed a hand on the surface and pulled herself up. Her feet when first placed upon the ground gave out and she fell to her knees. Determined she again stood, this time with the help of the desk she stood.

Taking a deep breath Meg took a step foreword, she found that she could now walk. It was slow process but at least she was getting somewhere. Slowly she made her way towards the room with the lake. To her surprise the room was lit.

Having the wall as her support she walked down the hallways and came upon quiet a surprising scene. Her mouth dropped open at what was around her. The First thing she saw was Erik, he was by the hallway, his hand was held across his forearm. Blood dripped from his ungloved hand, he removed his hand to examine the wound, Meg saw that It was a deep gash, as if he had been stabbed.

Next she turned to a crumpled figure on the floor. The figure did not move, his face was turned away from Meg. Another person was next to the fallen man, it was a very disturbed Christine. Meg then realized it was Alexander who was on the floor. Confusion flowed threw Meg, what had happened here?

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The course rope twisted in his hands as he waited. They seemed to be taking a while, they must not know how to maneuver the boat very well. He watched for a light but there was none, who ever had come down here had been smart enough to not have a lantern on the boar lit. Erik gritted his teeth anger still boiling up in him. He listened silently as the boat came closer. He knew it was getting closer from the sound of the paddle hitting the water.

Erik listened as the boat groaned as it beached itself on the shore. Who ever was in the boat was making sure that they would stay quiet. They had been quiet loud a little while ago.

They where getting out of the boat now and walked up. He heard a soft thud in the back of the house, that would be Meg trying to come out. He would check on her once things where secure here. Then a voice hissed out. It was Christine! What was she doing down here? 'Alexander hold you hand at the level of you eye!'

Then he realized that Meg had been missing for longer than 24 hours. He grumbled as he heard the fool of a boy's name was spoken. She brought the boy along? He rolled his eyes in the darkness. He saw that they both had raised up their hands, aw that was too bad the boy was rather fun to play with.

He watched as Christine lead the way up the stairs, she passed him without noticing. Then the boy walked by he had something in his hand but in the darkness he could not quiet tell. It was most likely the knife he had a while ago. The bandage was still on his hand. Erik shrugged and put the noose back in his pocket it was not going to help right now. He slipped out behind them and he let his voice ring out with a humorous tone 'Very smart Madam, but I can Improvise'

Erik was closest to the boy, he watched as Alexander spun around knife in hand he swiped out. Erik easily dodged it, the boy did not give up and took another wild swipe at Erik. The swipe was quick and Erik felt pain gash threw his arm. He had to admit that even though the boy had no technique he was fast. The knife had sliced his upper arm just below the shoulder. He snarled and let out an angry cry, his game was over. Erik lunged foreword and grabbed Alexander. In an instant he had the knife in his own hand and he had brought the end of the handle on the back of Alexander's head. The Boy collapsed to the ground unconscious silently. Erik let him drop to the ground. His cut on his should was being soaking up by his cloak and dripped blood.

Erik turned his cold eyes to the shadow of Christine, he could see her shaking even in the dark. Erik could tell that she was trying to say something but was stuttering to hard to but it out. In annoyance he growled deeply, he got a reply out of her finally 'Whe…wheres..Meg?'

Erik raised a hand and slipped one of his gloves off. Watching Christine's figure he raised the hand to his shoulder. Warm thick liquid oozed onto his hand. He growled a bit the boy had got him good, it was not that painful he had received so much worse. He kicked the limp figure on the ground aside as he walked towards a desk which held a lantern. He lit it and turned around his face twisted angrily. His voice was snappy 'Meg? She is in the back'

He was trying to apply pressure to his gash but at the moment it was not helping. His hand was covered in blood. He waited for Christine to say something, she seemed to be frozen in fear. For a moment he turned his gaze towards the fallen boy. He would be out for a while. He was not dead, Erik turned to listen to the hallway wondering what Meg was doing anyways.

When Erik had stepped away from the fallen boys body Christine had rushed over to his side and felt for a pulse. Relief washed over her features. Erik watched as she turned back up to him and asked her voice more steady 'Why did you take her?'

He slowly realized that he no longer felt anything for her, she was a thing of his past. He watched as Christine turned to him glaring asking him what he had done to Meg. He was about to open his mouth when he saw Christine look to the hall way. He turned and saw that Meg had gotten up. He had not expected her to stay down for long. He turned around and snapped back at Christine. 'Me take her? I did nothing of the sort.'

He turned to see Alexander stirred, he watched the boy with contempt. He would have preferred to killed the boy but all he needed right now was publicity. He turned his gaze back to Meg, she seemed stunned then again who wouldn't be if they walked into a scene like this? Erik dropped his hand, it was not helping him at all.

He watched as Alexander stir, the boy was dazed. He turned to Christine as she spoke again, 'Why?' he rolled his eyes. She did not believe him, then again she really didn't have a reason to believe him. Erik opened his mouth to throw back a comment when he felt a light touch on his arm. First he tensed and turned quickly and saw that it was only Meg. He heard ask a question, 'What happened here?'

He replied with some disgust in his voice. 'Your friends where worried and came to 'save' you from a monster. The boy pulled out a knife and I dealt with him'

The throbbing in his arm had dulled slightly, he reached down and grabbed a handful of his cloak and with Alexander's knife he cut off a long strip. He tied it onto his arm, hopefully it would stop the bleeding. He stood back up, with Meg at his side.

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Meg looked around at what lay before her. Alexander was stirring, he would be okay. She looked over at Erik, that cut on his arm looked bad. Moving to his side she touched his arm lightly. Her voice was full of concern as she spoke softly so that only he could hear her. 'What happened here?'

Erik had replied his tone made her flinch but she stayed at his side. Meg was lost. She not only had no clue what was going on, but she also felt like she would betray her friend, but is she went with them she would be betraying Erik. Wow her head hurt. What was she supposed to do? Christine seemed to be confused, in fact they both looked as lost as she was.

This was one on thoughts odd moments when Meg had absolutely nothing to say. Looking around she felt lost, she wanted to run she wanted her mother! She watched as he ripped some of his cloak that was a good idea, why hadn't she thought of that?

Meg looked over at Erik, he said something about how she should go with them now. Did he really want her to leave? Of course he probably just wanted them out. They would not leave with out her so she had no real choice in the matter. She looked up at him one last time before turning towards the others. God her legs ached, Alexander had said something but she didn't hear it. All she felt was pain, both in her legs and in her heart.

She almost made it to them before her legs gave out beneath her. Letting out a soft curse she felt a tear in her eye. She hit the ground not any harder than last time, yet it still brought pain. Once again she greeted the ground.

She then felt a soft hand being placed upon her shoulder. Looking up she hoped to see Erik there, but no It was Alexander. She could see the concern for her in his eyes. She gave him a soft smile, poor boy was clueless. Well he was nice. She allowed him to help her up, she heard him speak and turned to face him 'Are you ok Meg?'

She nodded in reply and then said 'I'm fine, are you alright? He must of hit you pretty hard.' Meg looked up at him. Had he really taken Erik on? He was either very stupid or very brave. Erik…Looking over her shoulder she saw that he was gone. Christine said something that they should go, she was right. Meg allowed Alexander to help her away they spoke and she replied but it all seemed to be a blur.

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Erik was in the middle; he had a clue to what was going on. Meg was still confused about what was going on and Christine was confused that Meg was with himself. Erik looked around as the room fell silent. His words had been useless to make Christine to believe that Meg was down here on her own. He turned to look at Meg, she seemed well enough.

She was still unstable but perhaps this would all be better is she went with them for now. He turned to back to the two De Chagny's, he narrowed his eyes, the boy had stood up all the way. Erik flipped the knife in his hand, he would not tolerate anymore foolish actions from the boy. Still watched the two he said quietly 'Maybe it would be best if you went with them for now.'

Why had he told her to leave? All he was doing was sending her away after he got too close to her. Then again that was why, she could never love him. No one could ever love him, he watched as she left and walked towards the other two. He cursed himself, he had done it again. He had let himself care too much, and yet he knew that he couldn't keep her down here like he had tried to do with Christine. This was no life for someone else but him. He was the only one who needed to be forced to live down here.

He was a ghost a phantom nothing more. He was meant to be alone forever, all eyes who fell upon him where supposed to be with fear. Most the time was not meant to be seen at all. That how it should be and how I shall stay. He watched as Meg fell and the boy rushed up to help her. He could not take it, with a quick turn he left them to leave on their own. He moved quickly threw the hallway and towards the back where the back entrance lay. He quickly opened the door and slipped threw not caring that they where down in his house anymore. Caring was something he needed to do less of. As he had explained to Meg it only brought him pain.

-Sorry this chapter is shorter but hey it works. They both are so confused…anyways I love your opinions! So review and tell me what you want to see. I'm planning to maybe have two ends to the story, so give me your opinion on that too.-