I am happy to say that my grades have gone up somewhat so now I am aloud on the computer again. I am so happy now! I am happy to say that I have gotten a Beta-reader, I still am open for more Beta readers. Give me a email and I will be happy to accept. Today I got the two disk set for the Broadway version of POTO. Ok don't kill me but I am favoring the movie music better. (sorry if I spell their names wrong) Sarah Brightman sounded to mature for Christine, the same reason for the person who did Raoul. Michel Crawford's was very mysterious like Erik's would have been…But! I will give it to Gerard Butler for putting emotion into the music. Erik is supposed to sing with all emotion isn't he? Ok anyways Reviews!

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ModestySparrow9- Ending chapter? Did I say this one was the last? Hmm I can promise you that this is not the last chapter. There is still quiet a few left, -grins- we can't make it that easy for them.

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Rue Marie- I really liked the line also, it seemed to fit well I will try to stay out of trouble for you guys, lol.

Arabella Minerva-I know that Christine dies before Raoul, then again then I was thinking that is where Alexander could step in. Because Philippe and Raoul are dead the inheritance has to go to someone right? So I only put it that way, it's not a major part in the story though…..so whatever. Lol

Just as a warning this chapter I am taking a bit of a different writing style. So if it seems a bit different…..just know that I decided to try to be more descriptive.

Why can't it all fall into place?

Running a brush through her light blonde hair Meg recalled what had happened those few nights ago. A smile slowly crept onto her face. She would have never thought that he had cared, it had been more than she thought.

Placing the brush down she turned towards the clock in her room. It was still early, the masquerade was at dawn…or at least that was when it started. Meg let her fingers again comb through her hair, it was smooth from her brushing it over and over again. She had to find something to do; she was extremely worried about what was to happen tonight. She would have to tell Alexander the truth, would he be ok with it?

Walking across her room and sitting down in a dining like chair she glanced around for something to do. Her sight was focused on a book that laid face down. Her delicate hand reached out and grasped the book turning it face up. It was a plain book. Sighing she opened it and started in a random place.

Her eyes scanned over a page but she could not get into the book like she normally could. She sighed and she looked up to the clock….it was only a two minutes later. Cursing the time for moving so slow she again looked down at the book trying her best to not look at the clock again.

The story she was reading was about a tragic romance. A man had gone and fallen in love with a black hearted woman. Everything he tried would not get her to change her ways, and she also did not know that the man loved her.

A small click behind her made her jump a bit and spin around she only saw her empty room. She waited for a moment before shrugging her shoulders and returning back to the book. She scooted back in her chair her legs tucked underneath her. Finally cozy she turned the page and read on.

Underneath her the chair moved a bit, before she could get up or spin around the chair flipped over backwards. Meg dropped the book to grab the side armrests. A high pitch scream came from her mouth as she gathered momentum towards the ground.

Before she hit the ground the chair came to an stop it came to abrupt stop. Her heart fluttered in her chest like a frightened rabbit. She glanced up to see a white half mask looking down upon her. Below the mask was a large smirk that Meg knew well.

Erik was dressed in his normal attire, this time his under shirt was a brownish red hue. Like always Meg felt intimated but she only smirked back and replied "Well hello to you too Erik"

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From the moment that he had held her behind the chapel to now, nothing much had happened. Everyone was getting ready for the masquerade ball. Everyone was frantic over what to wear and decorations where being put up. Erik himself had his outfit already made, he had made it himself. Erik himself felt tension through what was going on. Christine and the De Changy boy where up to something, they had to be. They thought Meg was in danger so they would do something to get her away.

Erik had not changed yet and was in his normal attire, dressed out in black. His undershirt was a dark reddish hue. He moved quietly threw the walls and towards Meg's room. He listened for a moment making sure that she was in there…and alone.

He heard the sound of a paper turning. Satisfied that it was her he slid open the trap door. It closed with a small click. He stepped back not really wanting to be noticed yet, why? He felt like playing around a bit.

He smirked as he stepped in and silently turned to look around the wall. Meg had her back to him, she was in a chair reading. For a moment he stood behind her in silence. He stood could not comprehend how she would want to be with a monster like he. He shook his head and moved foreword silently.

Erik came behind her, luckily she had not noticed him yet. For a moment he thought, hmm how was he to say his normal hello? He smirked as he came up with an idea. His large gloved hand reached foreword and grabbed the back of the chair. With a flick of his wrist he pulled the chair backwards, he let it fall until it was a few inches from, the ground and then caught it. He couldn't help but smirk mischievously as he looked down at her.

Erik had heard her give a loud scream, for a moment he was silent listening for anyone that might be coming to from her scream. No sounds came and he returned his gaze to her smiling face. He chuckled and lifted her chair gently back up to it's normal spot. He let go of the chair and walked around to sit on her bed. He lightly grazed her shoulder as he went by and received a hard shove from Meg. It didn't move him a bit.

He sat down and looked at the book that she had been reading, the cover was down. He then returns his gaze to her a smirk on his face, he then says, more or less replying to her greeting "You ready for the Masquerade?"

Erik could tell that she was worried, she seemed tense. He turned his own head to the clock, they had a hour or so. He turned to look around as he heard footsteps beyond the door. He tensed for a moment, if anyone came in and found a masked man in Meg's room that looked a lot like the supposedly dead phantom, that would be something for them to talk about. Then again the masquerade was coming up so it might not seem to unusual. He turned around to face Meg as he decided that no one was going to enter her room.

Bending down Erik gingerly picks up the book from the ground, where it had landed. He flipped it over and opened it scanning over a few pages. He had this book with the rest of his collection. When he looked up he noticed that Meg was at her dresser going through some old things of hers. She turned around looking flustered. What was it with girls and clothing anyways?

Meg sighed and spoke her voice more on the whinny side than anything. "I need something to wear….My mother never let me wear anything nice."

Standing up Erik said rather plainly "You know I have a few outfits you could rummage through." Erik's reply was met by a squeal and Meg jumping up and down. Meg had wrapped him in a thankful hug before grabbing his black gloved hand and dragging him to the trapdoor.

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Meg was getting frustrated, she had absolutely nothing to wear! All of her dresses were too plain or looked like they belonged in a church. She scowled as she looked at them all. She pushed a group of black and grayish dresses aside surprised that she ever wore any of those.

Her mother had always banned her from wearing anything too flashy unless it was on stage, but all the costumes were locked up somewhere. He offered for her to barrow one of the dresses that he had collected over the years. She turned and gave him a quick hug. Her voice was cheerful "Oh Erik thank you sooooo much I have absolutely nothing to wear"

Almost dragging him, Meg took Erik towards the trap door. She was already picking out a dress from what she remembered in her mind. Erik hung a bit back as if waiting, did he want her to open the door? Meg scanned the wall, nothing seemed unusual.

She remembered seeing him reach up and a little to the left, Meg fallowed where he had put his hand. She ran her hand over a small grove. She smile triumphantly and put her fingers inside of it. Nothing happened, getting frustrated she pushed harder. Erik made it always look easy.

Looking behind, she saw that Erik looked rather pleased with himself. She turned around, she was not to ask for help! She tried again and again but nothing happened the door did not move. Still flustered she kicked the bottom of the wall where it met the floor.

The door clicked and slid to the upwards. Meg didn't move, bewildered. If that was the notch to open the door why did Erik put his hand up there in the first place?

Now acting annoyed Erik pushed past Meg and stepped into the darkness of the hallway beyond. He soon was gone merging in with the darkness. Then she saw the white mask, Erik must have turned around. It seemed to be floating in the air. A voice came from behind her, she really didn't know how it was behind her but it made her jump. She still recognized Erik's humorous tone. "You coming?"

Remembering why they where going down to Erik's house Meg quickly stepped into the darkness. The door, which seemed to be waiting for them closed behind her. Meg slowed her pace as her eyes grew adjusted to the light. After a moment she saw a shadowed figure ahead.

Once again walking quickly she came beside Erik and putting an arm threw his she jerked him ahead and led him towards the house by the lake. Erik soon fell in step beside her and the two disappeared into the chambers of the opera house.

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As Meg came to the trap door Erik stood back. He wondered if she had figure it out yet, most likely not though. He had set up a trick more out of habit than anything.

He watched as Meg reached for the nook in the wall, ah yes she fell for the trick. What he had done is reached for the nook why his foot had brushed the small nail in the wall which opened the door. As she grew frustrated he couldn't felt but smirk again. She was cute when she was angry, soon she kicked the door and opened it.

Erik had past her she stood in quiet confusion. Once he was in the dark he turned around. Using his powerful voice he directed his voice to behind Meg. He asked her if she was coming. Meg perked up and continued on. Once again Erik was being dragged down by Meg.

Once they had arrived Meg had dashed off to the spare room to choose her dress and change. For a moment he stood there where she had left him. He smiled and turned away and he would wait for her to come back out. He turned himself and sat down at the organ, now his back was facing the organ and he slightly rested his back upon it. Erik waited for a while, his eyes kept glancing towards the hallway, for a while Meg never came. Erik found himself looking around his home. Would he never be alone again? The way things seemed to be he would never be alone again. He smiled again as he turned to the hallway to see Meg.

Erik for a moment stopped to gaze at Meg in the doorway. She was wearing a deep blue dress with silver lining. The dress was perfect for her, it looked amazing. He smirked at knowing that she had been wanting to wear something a bit more wild because her mother never let her wear anything flashy. Her mother didn't want her to stand out, well she stood out now. He then smiled and bowed his head dipping low. He then stood up and held out a hand for her. He was not yet dressed, it was more to be of a surprise. "Mademoiselle you are very pleasing to the eye."

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Down in his layer she was once more in the large closet looking for a dress to wear. This time she was not looking for the simplest dress, but a nice fancy one. She remembered one that had caught her eye before and she was curious to see if it was still there. After a few minutes of searching she at last found it. It was a Deep blue dress with silver threads embroidered on the skirt to look like stars. A silver shah tied around the waist and cascaded to the ground with the dress.

Changing quickly into the dress she twirled a few times letting the fine fabric circle around her. Meg soon realized what was missing. She needed a mask. She had found some earrings and some things for her hair, but what was the point of a masquerade if she had no mask?

A few minuets of frantic searching produced her with a simple mask that covered her eyes and her cheeks. On one side there was a crescent moon and the other was adorned with two stars. Stepping out of the room she walk to where Erik would be waiting for her. At last spotting him she smiled. His back was to her, but he probably heard her coming. She then said "I'm ready"

She felt a blush rise in her cheeks, as his eyes scanned her over. Her redness only got brighter when he told her how she looked. Mumbling her thanks she looked at him. Was he not going? No he had to go she would drag him along of she had too. He had said he would be there for her and she knew in the pit of her stomach that she would need him at some point. Slightly worried she said "Are you going to get ready?"

Held in laughter reached her ears, what was he laughing at? Meg's face turned to a glare, he shook his head and stopped laughing but a smile still remained. That smile sometimes got annoying, he didn't answer her as he took her hand led her back towards the boat and towards where her room would be. He Then replied saying "Don't worry I will be ready quickly after you go up"

She had quickly lost her reason why she was irritated at Erik. He led her back up, she savored ever second his large hand holding her little One. So he wanted what he was wearing to be a surprise? It was just like him to make her curious and not tell her.

When they reached the trap door she stopped and looked up at him. He seemed to be stalling for a moment, their eyes where locked. Meg felt chills go up her spine but she was not scared or cold. The passion in his eyes was unmistakable as he looked at her. Then Erik leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, Meg's eyes widened. It was quick though, and a gloved hand lightly brushed her cheek and then he was gone. Her face burned as she slowly lifted her hand to touch her lips. Wow that was a nice way to say goodbye.

After a moment of catching her breath Meg turned towards the door. She found that this door also opened with a light touch at the crease of the wall and the floor. The door obeyed and opened up and Meg stepped into her room.

Meg made her way to the main room where the guest would be arriving. A springy step was in her stride thoughts still on Erik. A few people glanced at her clearly wondering who she was, but her masks keep her identity secret.

At last spotting Alexander in a black and gray outfit she moved towards him slowly, how would he react? She felt slightly worried. When would she tell him? She felt her stomach flutter as she taped his shouldered lightly. Please let Erik be near "Monsieur Alexander?"

She got quiet a surprise when the man turned around and lowered his mask. It was not Alexander, she mumbled and apology and turned around to see the real Alexander striding towards her.

Alexander was in a white outfit, he was white from head to toe with a black mask. Not very creative but Meg pushed the thought aside as he greeted her. Alexander asked her to dance, she agreed more out of a reaction than anything. She (last masquerade) said yes to everyone that asked.

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After her face returned to its normal color and she got over his flattery she saw a look of stubbornness set over her. He couldn't help hold in a laugh, one could tell that she was about to protest about something making her look like her mother. She then asked if he was going to be ready. His smile only widened, he spoke on telling her not to worry after taking her hand and he began to lead her back up.

Once they had reached the trapdoor to her room Erik stopped. He looked down at her with a reassuring smile. He looked into her eyes, he didn't want to let go of her. Some power took over him and he leaned down and pressed his lips against her own. He then pulled back and with his hand brushing against her cheek he backed away into the darkness. Luckily the darkness had hidden his red face. He had never kissed anyone before, Christine had kissed him but it had been for Raoul not him.

Erik had quickly left and changed into his outfit. Like always he had made it himself, he liked how it was. He had made his way through Meg's room decide ding that it would be the best way to walk threw without being noticed to much. He had made it threw the hallway and into the large room where everyone was dancing.

Erik took a few steps foreword into the light, once the light was upon him nearby eyes turned to look, not that it was anything new. Silently Erik made his way threw the crowd just watching everyone as he went by. It seemed to be the same as last year, many happy faces laughing and having a good time. They where unaware of the full meaning of a masquerade. Then again no one really did but him right?

His outfit drew many eyes it was different than anything they where used to, in a way it showed that it was him, his personality, the way he felt. If you compared this to what he normally wore it was not that different; A jacket, undershirt, long pants, a long cape. It was more the coloring that was different, on the left side it was a pitch black it went past half his body but stopped once it got past the halfway mark. On the right side, with the small space there was it was a pure white. The black seemed to be fighting to take over the rest of the outfit but the white was still there fighting back. Both colors merged into each other where they met. That type of coloring was over all his clothing including the cape. On the inside of the cape was all black though. His mask covered everything on his face but his mouth, nose and eyes. It unlike the rest of his costume it was black but a few small white specks on the right side. It was dark against light, good against evil the fight that was inside of himself.

Erik looked around for Meg, he spotted her over with the boy. He felt the familiar feeling of jealousy within him He silently snarled and turned away, he trusted Meg to sort things out. He would keep an eye on the two though. He moved threw the crowd trying to not be a large source of attention. Erik accidentally stepped into group of dancing people. He didn't want to make a commotion of moving through them, so he joined in, though it lacked energy.

They where at the point of dancing where they switch partners after every minute. He went along with it, a few girls where shy and kept looking down at their feet and ended up tripped over Erik's. He made no noise and those girls would quickly be gone out of embarrassment. Then all the rest seemed to be like him and not interested with dancing with him because of his lack of spunk. He closed his eyes for a moment as he swung his partner around lazily. Good the song was almost over.

They where at the point of switching partners when he once again glanced towards where Meg and Alexander where, he saw Meg leading him away. For a moment memories flashed into his mind of Christine leading Raoul away…No Meg would not do that, then again he thought Christine wouldn't either.

The next girl he was with was drunk he would smell the alcohol on her breath. The girl came and wanted to stay a little too close for Erik's comfort, she tried to raise a hand towards his face to remove the mask. Erik took a step back and glared at the girl. The girl giggled madly and started saying how she love mysterious men. She started babbling what she liked in men and obviously she choose the descriptions that fit Erik best. Strong, silent, tall, handsome; getting more and more agitated Erik told himself..almost almost. Finally the music stopped, the girl said something about wanting him to go with her. He ignored her.

He quickly dashed out of the dancing area and towards the area where Meg and Alexander had disappeared. Once again he was cloaked by darkness. He felt relived to be again safely away from the large crowd.

He talk Meg stop in the room nest to him, he felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest. Had this all been a trick? He looked down upon gloved hands they where shaking from…dare he say it? Fear. Fear racked his body for what he was to hear. He listened carefully as Meg spoke.

He felt as if warm water had been rushed through his veins Meg was still loyal. Erik then felt like slapping himself, he had doubted Meg yet there was nothing to be worried about. He would not interfere it sounded like Meg had everything under control but still he would stay here.

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Meg let Alexander lead her around the dance floor twirling around with the other dancers. It was very much like last year, every one was dancing having a good time. She let a content smile on her lips, but she honestly would have been happier dancing with Erik. Well for now that was out of the question. She turned as Alexander spoke smiling "You look great, where did you get the dress?"

She could see he was only trying to bring up a conversation, she hadn't realized that she herself had been quiet. She bit her lip trying to think of an answer, she wasn't going to tell him that she got it from the Phantom of the Opera, she couldn't stand this anymore they needed to talk. She replied simply as she could "The dress was my mothers…..Alexander we need to talk"

Alexander nodded silently and followed Meg as she walked away from everyone else. Meg turned around for a moment to see if anyone was following. She saw that Alexander looked confused though. In the corner of her eye she thought she saw the shadows move, in a way she felt like that comforted her. It was maybe Erik, she went inside a room. They now where far enough away though that no one else had followed.

Meg turned around to face Alexander, he was a good man but he was following the wrong girl. This was going to be hard. She started off softly but eager to get it over with she spoke quickly. "I-um I'm sorry Alexander but I don't think that we should continue seeing each other. Well we can still see each other but not like this. I'm sorry but there's someone else that already has my heart. I'm so sorry."

She knew that she was apologizing once too many times but she felt so bad. Looking up from the ground she saw his face was saddened but she was not braking him. She could tell that he would get over it. She could tell he was trying to get over it, he said trying to hold a cheerful voice "It's ok Meg…..Who is this man that has claimed your heart then?"

Meg didn't answer right away, could she trust him? She scanned him over quickly he seemed like a trust worthy man. He would be able to take the right answer right. A dreamy smile came upon her lips as she spoke. "Well you have met him twice….they weren't very good meetings but you see I'm in love with…..the phantom of the opera!"

As Alexander expression changed she felt doubt well up within her. She know knew that she had made a mistake. He believed in all the Christine had said. Quiet surprised she watched as Alexander frowned and reached out for her. He grasped her shoulders tightly, it didn't hurt but still she felt angered by the movement.

He shook her lightly his words where harsh and yet comforting as if trying to wake her from a bad dream "Meg! Are you still under his spell or something? He is a monster, a killer! He dose not have a heart, not him Meg anyone but him."

Meg felt a bitter defiance roll into her, how dare he say such things! She began to turn to try to move away but Alexander's grip stood firm. She turned to Face Alexander eyes narrowed as she spoke forcefully and with an icy tone "He is not a monster, How dare you even speak of him like that! Let me Go! And for your information he does have a heart, and he loves me as I love him….I'm warning you if you do not let I all I have……"

Meg felt Alexander's grip tighten, and the shaking grew harder. As she spoke she turned towards the shadows where she had seen something move. What if Alexander took her away? No she would not let it happen. Her threat was cut off as slick black gloved hands reached out for Alexander's neck. She felt a sigh of relief rack through her body. She was not going anywhere, Erik was hear.

Alexander's eyes widened, Meg's threat had come true. Meg watched as he let go of Meg like she burned. Quickly to get out of the way Meg stepped back. She snorted in defiance and looking down at her arms which where becoming red. She looked up to see the Erik had not let go of Alexander, he wouldn't kill him. Alexander was trying to get at Erik but it held no effect. Meg in a rather calm voice said "It's ok Erik you can let go of him know"

Meg didn't hear the sound of the dropped De Changy, she knew that Erik would drop him. Meg again spoke, "Erik it's ok…..Erik?……..…Erik!……ERIK DROP HIM!" Meg's voice intensified every time she said his name. She finally had looked up to see the murderous gaze in Erik's eyes. He WAS going to kill Alexander. When Meg finally shouted Erik looked up and snapped out of it. More like a dog than anything he let go of Alexander who had fallen limp in his hands. Alexander fell into a clump on the ground, when he stirred Meg knew he was alive.

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Erik, had heard both of them speak, he couldn't help but smile when Meg told Alexander that it was him. He waited for a response, for a moment there was an awkward silence. Then he heard Alexander's sharp words about himself. He lightly brushed the words away with the flick of his hand. He could really care less of what the boy thought of him. He was unable to see what was going on but Meg let him know. Her voice rang out clearly agitated, it told Alexander to let her go.

Erik heard what else she said defending him, he didn't listen though the words did touch him. He quickly slipped into the large room and looked upon what was going on. He saw Alexander shaking Meg. Meg had glanced around as if looking for him, that was a quick invite.

The thought of him had laid hands upon her angered him but now he went to far. Erik moved around the room in the darkness with agility. He came behind Alexander, he had left his Punjab rope in his room, what a pity. Erik quickly was behind Alexander and reached up with both hands and firmly grasped them around Alexander's neck. He tightened his grip until he could feel the pulse of the boy's neck under his hands. He heard Alexander choke and watched as Alexander let go of Meg. He hissed out words at Alexander's ear "You won't touch her again boy"

The reason why Erik had acted so quickly was because he felt the need to protect Meg. She was the only thing on earth that he cared about and the love was returned. No one would dare lay a hand on her, no one would ever bring her harm. He gripped his hands tighter, how satisfying it would be to have the boys life end here. He had already caused so much problems. It all could be over with a twist of his hands.

His name was called out lightly, he ignored it. Giving this boy a long death seemed good, he felt the boys struggles grow weaker. Once again his name was called out and told him to let go, no not yet it was only getting to the good part. Then his name was screamed and a command was given with it.

Loosening his hands a bit he realizes what he was doing. He looked down at the boy with a now mild gaze his anger had passed. First looked towards Meg, her face was shocked. With a large sigh he dropped Alexander like a sack of grain.

Erik watched with a small smirk as the boy struggled for air, he moved over so he stood at Meg's side. Meg had given him an angered glare but it had been too phony. Erik didn't take it seriously. He gently laid a hand upon Meg's slender shoulder. He remained slight as he turned towards the boy his glare returning.

Alexander started to laugh, he was laughing? Wow that was bizarre he almost was killed and here he was laughing softly. Erik didn't seem to realize though the Alexander had become delusional from the lack of air. Slowly the laughter disappeared and he took in a deep breath and looked up to Erik and Meg.

Alexander had not given up his useless tactic to get Meg away from Erik. His tone was pleading, under his mask Erik's eyebrow raised. This might get somewhat amusing "Meg can't you see that he lowers down to hurting someone whenever they get in his way? What happens when you get in his way? Tell me has he hurt you in anyway or tried?"

No what he said was not amusing in anyway. What he said stung Erik harshly, he had in fact hurt Meg in his anger. He flinched wanting to recoil but he stayed where he was his gaze unwavering. He would be able to accept what ever Meg said. He felt like lowering his eye, but before he did so Meg replied telling Alexander "No Alexander he has never hurt me nor has he ever tried"

He had also seen Meg reach for her wrist, it pained him deeply. If that is the way Meg wanted to go he needed to go along with it. He still kept silent though, he had nothing really to say. He was not one to speak freely to others.

Erik watched as in inward battle began in the boy's mind. Where they telling the truth was this all Erik's doing? Erik's smirk returned on to his face he was running out of ideas, sooner or later he would realize it. Once again the boy opens his mouth and words spill out of his mouth, he sounded rather stupid though "But…Meg, why him? It may not be me but why him? He has nothing to offer you."

Erik seemed to have disappeared out of the conversation. Then again Meg was fighting his battle, she had a way with her words and Erik was there to make sure…nothing physical happened. Meg was quick to the reply as always "He gives me his love, that all I will ever need"

For a while the Boy seemed to grow quiet as if trying to think of something more. Erik had never had anyone try to defend him really face to face so forcefully. Like the boy he was Alexander again spoke up putting out a rather stupid question "That Thing has a name?"

He must have been remembering when Meg had called out his name. Meg grew even angrier and she snapped back at him, "Now your being dense of course he has a name!" she looked ready to slap Alexander. Erik was rather enjoying this but it was getting a bit too far.

Hand still on her shoulder Erik leans down a bit and brings his head close to her. With a tired voice he says "I am growing tired of all of this, Shall we go Marguerite?"

Maybe they still could have a chance to have a good time tonight. He had not really come to bother anyone.
He was there for Meg, as he turned again to look at the boy he felt slight worry. The look was not one of defeat. The boy was not convinced, Erik wondered if he would cause any problems. He held out his hand like he had before when he had led her down to the underground home when Meg had lost her mother. This time he gave her a mischievous smile trying to forget the boy who was still here.

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Meg did not rush to Alexander's side, one she was still mad at him, and two Erik still looked ready to kill him if any wrong moves where made. After what seemed like forever, Erik at last let the poor boy go. She let out a soft sigh of relief that he would be alright now. When Erik placed a hand on her shoulder she smiled up at him, he was her guardian angle.

Her gaze returned to the ground when Alexander spoke to her again. He said the Erik hurt others…well she could not deny that, she was always telling him he needs to work on his anger management. When he asked if Erik had ever hurt her she felt her and reach for her wrist, but that had been different she had deserved that…sort of. She told him no.

Yes she was lying; Erik had hurt her a few times but never really badly. Her wrist healed as did the bumps and bruises. Still she could never tell Alexander that he would find a way to take her and she would be separated from Erik forever. She stole a glance at Erik, he was covering it well but she could tell the pain was there.

Meg could tell he was having trouble understanding what was going on. It was clear by the way he looked at her that he thought she was nuts. He seemed to be at a loss for words until yet another sentence spilled from his mouth. He seemed to be OK with the fact that she felt nothing for him, but he was stuck that she loved Erik. She replied to him saying that all she needed was his love. That was the truth, that all she asked from Erik.

When he said something about a name Meg was confused for a few seconds, what was he talking about? Oh that's right she had said his name when telling him not to kill him. Did he have to say that so rudely? She found herself getting angry and she snapped at him. He didn't flinch though the look that told her that he did not believe a word they said.

Meg nodded when Erik asked if she was ready to go. To be honest she was about ready to strangle Alexander for his stupidity. He was so clueless; he had obviously never felt love before. Taking Erik's out stretched hand once more. She smiled slightly. Looking back to Alexander she could not just leave him there watching her be lead into darkness. She had to say something, stopping for a moment she looked at him. "Forget me Alexander."

She was once more being led into darkness. She had always had a slight fear of the dark. Moving closer to Erik she held tightly to his arm being careful not to trip. She felt something furry run over her foot. A Rat! She screamed and jumped. There was sure to be more of them around. She closed her eyes and prayed no more would get near her. She tried to keep her feet moving so no one come close.

Erik's chuckle split through the darkness, still feeling defensive she tried to hit Erik but found that he was not beside her. She stopped, where did he go now? He had left her here…with the rats for company. Then her feet where swept out from underneath her. Strong arms lifted her into the air away from the rats.

Meg had let out a small gasp of surprise but soon giggled as she remembered the familiar strength of Erik's arms as he carried her effortlessly. She rapped her arms around his neck for extra support just in case he wanted to drop her all of a sudden. She knew that he might do it. She rested her head on his chest, then she wondered what he was wearing, it was too dark to see it too well but she could tell it was black and white.

Erik led her up some stairs down another soon the light started to get brighter and the chatter of the people was getting louder. Meg half wished they would go down another dark hallway. Once again she felt the fall sensation, it happened to only be her legs though and Erik's right arm held her back up, he swept her to her feet.

Once on her feet she looked down, her dress was winkled. She stopped to smooth the dress out and also ran a hand threw her hair. She looked up to see Erik, now in the light she saw what he was wearing. She liked the outfit, it suited him well. He had a look that said 'Are you ready yet?' With a smirk she held out her hand as a song was ending. She said with mock politeness "May I have this dance?"

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Erik stopped when Meg did and she turned to Alexander, he chuckled at her reply. He turned and with a flick of his white and black cape led her from the room and they both disappeared into darkness. Erik was taking her a back way to the main dancing area. If that boy was following he would surely be lost with all the doors and hallways. Down a rather dark part he felt Meg cling tighter to him. He rapped a strong arm around her small shoulder as they moved farther.

Erik jumped slightly startled when Meg screamed as the rat ran across her foot. He then heard scurrying away of tiny paws. He felt her tense up and try to not place her feet on the ground. With a chuckle Erik leaned down and effortlessly picked her up. He felt her wrap her hands around his neck and she laid her head on his chest.

With a playful smirk he led her down a few more hallways, when light started to appear Erik let go of Meg's legs which swung her to her feet. Once she on her feet Erik started to lead her towards the masquerade.

Once they entered the light Erik stopped for a moment and blinked his eyes unaccustomed to the light. He Then turned to Meg who was smirking at him. When she asked him to dance he let a pretend sigh of annoyance escape his lips. He spoke reaching out and taking Meg's open hand. "Why not?"

Together they walked out to the dance floor, Erik's lightly grasped Meg's hand as they moved. The Music they where playing was joyful and quick. Erik thankfully noticed that it was not a dance when you switch partners. This time Erik let the music flow through him, taking Meg in his grasp he fell into the dance letting the music pore threw his body.

Erik found himself leading Meg into a rather difficult dance, she kept up with him and grew to know the dance quickly. They both seemed to sweep away the other dancers, they stood out with their foreign dance. Everyone seemed to enjoy watching the two. Erik recognized some of the girls that he had danced with earlier, their faces where tight with jealousy.

Some noticed that both Erik and meg had entered alone but they had not left each others side once they where together. With some of the faster songs Erik had spun Meg around quickly and he had often found himself laughing in enjoyment. With the slower songs they stayed close together and they seemed to be two halves and together they fit perfectly.

When the last note was hit on the last song Erik took in a large breath, he had really enjoyed himself. Meg pulled away for a moment to look up at him, she smiled and said "You had fun"

Erik smiled back in reply he then said quietly "Of course I did It seems that you did too" One thing he liked about the masquerade was that he could easily blend in. It was easy to be somewhat normal during this time.

Erik had looked down upon Meg's bright and happy face, how could he a monster, a cursed angel deserve someone like Meg? What ever the reason she was here now and that was all that mattered wasn't it? Then again her being with him could be dangerous. His life was the main principle to hunt or to be hunted. It seems like he could never escape that fate. He let out a small sigh, life would never be simple would it. Everyone had rejected him until now. Everyone but Meg, and also her mother. For a moment the look of sadness restored it self in Erik's black eyes. Could he really offer Meg what she really needed? The question was imprinted in his mind and it went over and over again.

Meg then looked around at the thinning crowds everyone was saying their goodbyes and leaving. Erik watched her turn back to face him. It seemed to be a silent agreement, the masquerade was over it was time to go bed. For once Erik felt tired, yet he was in a content easy mood. Arm and arm both of them left, waiting again for darkness to consume them.

-Wow long chapter. I liked this chapter, took me all day to write smiles except the time I went to see the movie again. So that took about 2 ½ hours:P, more coming soon….I hope. I would like to take a vote out of curiosity Who has seen the movie the most times? Ok don't over exaggerate The winner will be put announced in my next chapter. Just tell me in your replies Ok so the next chapter will be up when I can put it up-