I have found a lot of extra time on my hands so I am once again typing. I am not going to announce the winner yet, the winner will be announced sometime tonight (3-7-05) to make it fare. I will update this page. The winner will get……..a….Erik plushy. Yes an Erik plushy. (No I can not really give one out, just to make sure everyone knows that) Oh yah right now the leader is Arabella Minerva, who has seen it 6 times. Cat I know you too well….I said no cheating! You saw it three times with me and once without, so don't lie.

1. Arabella Minerva (6) (To your review I can agree with who with the whole voice thing Michel had a perfect voice for Erik haunting and powerful, but no emotion in his singing. If somehow Gerard's emotion and Michel's voice could be combined POW we would have a perfect person for Erik…..or so I think)

2. Me+Catmarie (4)

3. ModestySparrow9 (To your reveiw: lol ok I can understand)

4. Butlerfan666+gavvie (2)

That's all for now, and yes I do believe it is coming out in May. That's at least what I heard, Harry Potter 6 is out in April and the other books I'm waiting for don't have a date. This chapter might be short..planning a cliff hanger for yah peoples. Enjoy this chapter:Laughs:

/So much for a Happy ending

No play was really being scheduled but their was still practices. The singers needed to keep their voices in top condition, the ballet needed to stay limber and the orchestra needed to be able to play anything that was thrown at them. Many people had threatened to not show up because they saw no purpose of it, the though of being fired brought them here. A dancer or singer had no life outside the opera no one would want them.

Much to the distaste of a shadow in box five Carlotta had only showed up to make sure that she would stay the center on attention. She wore bright colors and walked along the stage shouting orders to everyone around, half the people listened only to make her shut-up.

The ballet had already come on and stretched and preformed a scene from Hannibal, it had been their last production and the new instructor had not bothered to start teaching the girls anything new. Meg had once again joined the girls and was getting into shape quickly though she lacked a bit in flexibility of her movements.

Now the singers where practicing solos and the orchestra played along with them. Making a large commotion about it Carlotta made her way to the front of the line of singers mumbling curses that must have been in Spanish because no one understood what she said.

The orchestra leader looked up with a perked eyebrow. He sighed and asked lifting his head "What will you be singing Madam?" His voice seemed tired and he waited.

From the shadows a man in evening dress watched the going on of the practicing of box 5. His back was leaning against the wall hidden by the darkness. The half white mask also was hidden as he watched with Carlotta with distaste.

Erik listened to Carlotta's snippy remark "the song that I alone can sing." a smirk spread across Erik's face as the orchestra leader looked at her blankly. The toad was still convinced that she could sing? Erik was not surprised when the Spanish/Italian accent snapped in an irritated fashion "Think of Me…Chop chop I am not hear for you music people to stare at me."

Like anyone would want to stare at her. Erik watched as the orchestra started up, the piano needed a tuning and the flute on the left of the clarinet needed to pick up the pace. They needed to hire some decent music players sometime soon. Erik flinched as Carlotta started to sing.

Think of me

Think of me fondly, when we've said Goodbye

A loud chatter was beginning to rise from the back. Erik turned his head a bit but the chatter was not coming from any of the rows of seats. It was outside the stage area, sighing Erik turned back to the rather bad performance of Hannibal's 'Think of Me'

Remember me
once in a while - please promise me
you'll try.

The noises in beyond the stage doors grew louder, it sounded like a lot of people. Erik also noted that they did not sound to pleased either. There where shouts and someone screamed, Carlotta tried to sing over it but found that the orchestra had stopped. Everyone was turned towards the back doors behind the seats.

Erik walked close as he could to the edge without being seen. What was going on? Then the back doors where thrown open and a large group of men pored into the room, Erik had a nagging feeling that he knew what this was about.

Everyone on stage seemed to have scattered afraid of the mob that was coming down and hopping onto the stage. Once on the stage the men looked around not really knowing where to go. Then a single cry rose out it's owner pointing towards the back stage. Erik raged into a hated fire the voice belonged to no one else but the boy Erik had grown to hate.

They where after Erik and he knew it. Knowing that the boy still believed that Meg was under a spell he had to have brought them hear. Erik quickly turned and dashed back towards a small trap door he slid in quickly. Alexander was after Meg to set her free from the monster. Erik growled to himself as he walked quickly towards Meg's room. Meg had just gotten done with practice so she must be changing.

The mob was heading towards Christine's old room, the boy was leading them there. Erik took a sharp right turn and headed down another dark hallway. The mob became quieter and quieter as they left to go down to the lake and towards his home.

Erik then heard a cry of rage in a room that he was passing behind. The cry broke into sobs of sorrow that where loud and made Erik's heart jump. It was Meg, Erik pressed closer to the wall trying to hear but all he heard where cries of anguish and hate.

Questions ran through Erik's head was someone hurting her? She didn't sound hurt….her wail again reached his ears. It didn't matter he had to get into there for what ever was wrong.

Out of all the rooms in the opera the boy had managed to slip into one without a trap door. How ironic, Erik snarled in his anger and dashed towards the next room (the managers room) that held a trap door. He slipped through it and made his way to the door that Meg was in. He heard her cry rage up it was so cold, erik was rather surprised that she was so angry the words she spoke confused him. "If you don't get out of here I will kill you do you hear me? I will kill you for what you have done!"

He expected the person to be protecting it but he found that slowly it swung open. Alexander had his back to him and Meg was on the floor in a protective ball. Erik tensed to lunge at the boy yet again but Meg's words stopped him in mid leap he stopped as he heard her wail again "Erik don't leave me here alone! Erik! Erik…..Erik." Erik was perplexed what was she talking about? Every time she said his name it was sorrowful

Standing up strait he watched as Alexander shifted not knowing that the phantom was behind him. Meg had her back to Erik and Alexander and she was sobbing, Erik spoke quietly he let his voice be calm despite his anger "You are never alone Marguerite"

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Practice seemed to drag on forever for Meg. She had not practiced for so long, the new instructor kept yelling at her to keep up or bend more or jump higher. She had tried and now she was exhausted, her feet dragged across the floor. She had caught a glimpse or two of something moving in box 5. She knew that Erik was there…well he would understand.

Even though Meg was in her room she still heard Carlotta's screeching, well it wasn't that bad but compared to Christine it seemed dull and off cue. Meg shook her head before sitting down on her bed, she had always liked them soft so she sunk down.

Then Carlotta singing stopped abruptly. Her head shot up, did Erik drop something on her again? She was grateful for the singing to end but Erik needed to find some other ways to get her to shut up than dropping stuff on her. Yet then again nothing really got her to close that fly catching mouth of hers.

Then the noises changed to shouting and a lot of moving around, a ballet rat screamed. What was going on? Getting to her feet with a slight moan and much protest from her feet she moved to the door way to peek out and see what was going on. Looking out she saw a large group of men walking down the hall. Many of them had guns and with them others were just walking. They all looked dirty and smelled f alcohol. Looking both was Meg saw other heads popping out of dressing room looking to see what the commotion was.

Through the crowd of the rangy men she saw one man dressed rather nicely and he stood out. Meg noticed that once again Alexander had come, why was he here though? Meg Pushed through the crowd, being small she was shoved around a lot but she was able to come next to Alexander.

She knew that they could not stop in the middle or they would be trampled by the angry looking men. She grabbed him arm harshly and pulled him inside an empty hallway. Once there she spun him around to face her, her mouth in a tight line.

Alexander seemed shocked but then he seemed relieved when he saw it was Meg. He opened his mouth to talk but Meg shook her head and held up a hand to be silent she spoke in a low voice she hissed out her words "Alexander tell me what is going on and please tell me you just happened to be here when they came."

Half of her didn't want to know what he would say, Alexander had not said that he would leave Erik and her alone. Meg watched as he turned towards where the mob was. Then Alexander grabbed Meg's arm and started leading her away deeper into the opera where there was no one.

Meg pulled back but found Alexander was holding on to her tightly. He didn't look at her in the eye and he said quietly "If you do not fight me I will tell you" Meg stopped pulled and followed Alexander silently wondering still what was going on.

Finally they came to a room and Alexander led her inside Meg stopped not wanting to be locked inside with him. The look that Alexander had said that he would not do anything to her. She entered the room and faced him wanting an explanation as the sound of the men disappeared. Then she heard the shattering of glass, she jumped. What was going on?

Alexander started to speak he spoke plainly as if it was not a problem "They are going down through Christine's old room to end the foolishness of the Phantom." Meg felt dread well up inside of herself they where going after Erik?

He kept rambling on though acting afraid of the looked that was beginning to form in Meg's eyes. "You will be free then Meg, don't worry the men are strong and they brought many guns. Some of them are experts This will all end, He may seem extraordinary but he is nothing more than a killer hiding behind a mask."

"How could you?" her voice was barely more than a whisper, her face showed horror as she looked at Alexander. No…..no…no..no no! This was not happening ,disbelief was painted on her now very pale face. She had told him to forget her, but clearly he had not. Was he jealous of Erik? Did he think that if he killed Erik she would just fall into his arms?

Feeling anger boiling in her she flung herself at him, she might have had a good fight going if it weren't for the tears streaming down her face as she pointlessly hit her fist against the chest of a very surprised Alexander. "There going to kill him! How could you! Let me out of here I have to warn him! How could you!……………How could you…" Her words faded away as she stepped away from Alexander who had done nothing to stop her.

It was no use, Erik was going to die and it was all her fault. Letting herself slide to the ground she let sobs rake through her body as she let all of her tears out. She now hated Alexander, how could he do this, she loved Erik was he blind to that? Her sobs stopped for a moment for her to choke out a few more words… She refused to look at him though "How could you?"

"Meg, he does not care anyone but himself. He is using you for his own benefit. He used Christine! Think of Christine! He had tried to force her to marry him. He is a murderer, he has hurt you Meg I don't know why you lied to me but I know he did. It is all a fantasy that you are living in. Wake up he is nothing but a creature that deserves to be put out of his misery." Words tumbled out of Alexander's mouth but they seemed to be a blur for Meg.

Meg just wanted to curl up into a little ball and block the sound of Alexander's voice from her head. He was lying to her. Erik would never do something like that he loved her. She knew he did, there was no if, ands or buts about it. Glaring up at Alexander she hissed at him. "You don't know him! Your lying Erik would never do that to me he loves me. He would never try and hurt me."

His words hut more than she was willing to show. Was Erik really using her? Playing with her emotions for enjoyment? No, no he would never she could not let Alexander to get to her. This is what he wanted he wanted her to doubt how much Erik loved her she would never drought that. Oh god he was probably dead now killing by thoughtless stupid people. Was it to end like in Romeo and Juliet? Would she end up killing herself? Meg swore to herself that she would rather die than live with out Erik.

As she realized this she began to wail at the pain she felt, a cry of grief echoed the room and the hallways. She didn't care who heard, if Erik was dead she wouldn't be able to bear it. Let the whole world know what they had did to her and to a man who had been deprived of love all because his face was different.

She heard Alexander speak again but she drowned out his words with her cries, slowly words began to form and she cried out lying on the floor. "Erik don't leave me here alone! Erik! Erik…..Erik."

Her wails softened and she curled into a ball on the floor, no more tears would fall she was past crying the pain was too much. Where was Erik now? Was he above or was he below? Or was he nowhere is there wasn't a heaven or hell.

A small voice seemed to wash over her, it was so comforting. Had she died too? That had to Erik's voice had she died to go beyond the veil with Erik? She opened her eyes though to find that she was still on the floor of the room. She HAD heard a voice through, puffy eyed she turned towards the doorway.

Behind A very startled Alexander there was the superior presence of a large man in a mask. He wasn't dead! He was hear in this room, he didn't look harmed at all. Meg quickly arose to her feet and ran towards the black caped man. Alexander was slightly in her way so Meg pushed him away harshly, to frightened to do anything else he stepped away to catch himself. Meg fell into Erik's open arms and he embraced her tightly.

Meg felt anger then that he had taken so long to show up, she had really thought he was dead. She punched him lightly as tears of relief slowly fell down her face. She then said "I thought you were dead, you scared me. Don't ever do it again!

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Erik had turned cold eyes towards Alexander, the boy was trying his best to ruin everything but it was only ending up that the bond between the opera ghost and the girl became stronger. He took a step back to steady himself when Meg fell into him. He rapped his arms once again around Meg, he heard her muffle about him not leaving her again. He looked down and spoke his soothing voice emitting in the silence. "You think that they could catch the opera ghost? Next time I will tell him to try to arrive faster."

She seemed to fit perfectly against his side, he turned his head upwards towards Alexander. His eyes narrowed dangerously. All this boy did was cause trouble, it would be better if he could just get rid of the boy but if Meg said no…He would not do it. His voice changed sharply to anger as he spoke to Alexander. "I Thought I told you to stay away from her! Can't we be left in peace without mobs chasing on our heels"

"I….I….But you…her" Was Alexander's stumbled reply, he seemed to be realizing that what he had done was wrong.

Erik watched the blabbering fool, he felt his patients waning…quickly. He shifted his weight trying to occupy himself with something. He watched as Meg moved in front of himself, was she trying to protect him? There was no need to the boy even if he had a gun could not aim for he was in a strange state of mind. Erik watched as she stepped foreword, he was about to take a step foreword when her voice spoke. When she told him to calm down he snorted.

He watched carefully though as Meg took another step foreword, he kept his gaze on the boy, daring him to try something. It ould be quick f he did not struggle, Meg spoke then to Alexander. "Alexander I love him, why cant you understand that?"

Meg possibly did not understand his irritated nature, all his life if he ever seemed to get anything it always would be stripped away from him. Everything he owned in turn was taken away, he rarely gained anything back either. He had lost his freedom, love, prized possessions. He only had one thing that was holding him up, that was Meg. Without Meg he would be without a leg and fall. Even if she would not leave someone might take her away, he could not let anyone take her away. Once again he shifted his weight in agitated fashion.

Alexander's reply was in a defeated tone "You really love him don't you?" Erik seemed to be out of the conversation now.

"Yes Alexander I do love him, no matter what you have been told he is no longer the man he was before." Meg's reply was quieter, she turned around and faced Erik. He watched as she glared stubbornly at him, he listened though at first his attention was still on Alexander. Then slowly she drew his attention to her "Now you! You need to work on your anger and NO more killing people! I don't care if I have to burn every single rope in the opera house I will not have you go around killing people."

Meg seemed to take a breath so she could go on, under his breath Erik said "I could make the rope disappear" Alexander could have laughed if it wasn't Erik he was dealing with. These two where squabbling like couples did but instead of some common subject it was on killing people. "Oh and when you killed Joseph Buquet you almost hit me with his Dead Body! now I want to you to apologies!"

When she told him not to kill he seemed to slouch down a bit. Now that was asking something of him. He never really just went around and killed people, people came after him. Sometimes they knew to much, he always considered it as a safety measure for himself. When she spoke about the body almost hitting her, he tried to hold in laughter. With humor in his voice he said "That was you who screamed? Sorry about that, i didn't look when i dropped that beast……He was always spying on you guys when you changed for the shows, plus I don't think anyone missed him. He was always a bit on the creepy side"

Slightly agitated Erik replied defending his ways "I don't go around killing people openly, they my dear come after ME I do not go after them"

Meg took a step closer to Erik, the forgotten Alexander only hung back. Meg went on "Yes I was the one who screamed, and I want you to promise me you will not kill anyone unless you really have to."

Erik smirk faded as Meg made her stand. She told him only to kill if it was necessary. He glared at that comment, what did she think? He didn't go after people for the fun of it…..at least not anymore. One way or another it always had been for something. Then again there was the time where he dropped the chandler. He had did not have the idea of murder but more of making his point, then again he had been driven by a blinding pain inside of him.

He didn't reply right away trying to think of some answer to make her understand. The mob had disappeared, they would be at the lake by now. He wondered if they could find his home in the darkness, if so they would ruin everything. As he thought of this he began again to shift his weight fingers tapping on his side.

She wondered why he killed! This was the reason, he could not have peace. They had found his home once and they could find it again. Luckily some things had not been ruined but now who knows what would be left in their wake. Erik's eyes saddened with a twinge of anger, all he wanted was to be alone, to have a normal life. He turns back to Meg his voice was curt and agitated. "I usually have a purpose when I kill Meg! All my life the only way to escape being beaten to death was to kill. The days when I killed for no reason are over but I have a right to try and live don't I? With someone like me its to kill or be killed."

……:……

Meg felt safe wrapped in his embrace. He was alive and safe with her. A thought struck her, she really hoped that Alexander did not have a rifle on him. Not moving from in front of Erik just in case he did pull a gun she turned to look at Alexander as Erik…spoke to him. "Erik calm down"

Shortly after she heard him snort, what was up with him anyways? Shaking her head she turned to Alexander and asked him to understand that she did love Erik. He replied quietly, he understood! Oh that was a good barrier to cross, now she was faced with another one though.

She started speaking trying to let him know that if she was going to be with him he needed to stop killing people. She was tired of having dead people hanging around all the time. Including Buquet, he had almost touched her as he was hanging. Meg shivered remembering it.

"That was you who screamed? Sorry about that, I didn't look when I dropped that beast……He was always spying on you guys when you changed for the shows, plus I don't think anyone missed him. He was always a bit on the creepy side" Erik replied to her though it held a humorous tune. She al had heard him murmur about the ropes.

Oh him and his stupid humor, if it wasn't funny before it was still not funny. No she would not give in to it she would keep her head this time, he wanted to bug her. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and when she opened them she felt much calmer. Looking up at him she did her best not to glare at his smug grin "Yes I was the one who screamed, and I want you to promise me you will not kill anyone unless you really have to."

She seemed to have touched a nerve though when Erik threw back his remark. "I usually have a purpose when I kill Meg! All my life the only way to escape being beaten to death was to kill. The days when I killed for no reason are over but I have a right to try and live don't I? With someone like me its to kill or be killed"

She could hear the pain in his voice she felt sorry for having said anything. This conversation had not turned in a good direction, but she now had to fix the damage. She walked up to him and placed her hand on his unmasked cheek. "It doesn't have to be that way anymore."

She gently stroked his cheek. He had been through so much in his life, she wished she could understand what he had been through to make him feel like he had to always fight to survive. In dancing she always had to be working hard all the time, but it was nothing compared to the trials he had overcome.

His own gloved hand rose and placed itself on Meg's hand as she stroked his cheek. His anger seemed to vanish and he grew tired before her. Meg knew that he was trying, she knew it. He just seemed afraid, afraid that he couldn't change for her. His voice was tired and came after a sigh "Meg I don't know if any other way could be possible. The world surrounds itself with being the same anyone different is outcasted. I wish that I could live a normal life oh I wish I could"

Meg smiled sadly up at Erik, if only he had not been cursed with such scarred and twisted flesh. If only he had been borne like every one else…but then he would not be the Erik she loved, if it were not for his face women would be falling all over him, Christine…Christine would have not left him. And she, Meg, would still be alone searching in vain for love. No what could only have been called fate had brought them together. "I know you wish to be like every one else, but I love you as you are, not because of how you look."

Slowly a grateful smile crossed his face, he still held the same tone of voice when he replied "I know Meg, you are the only one and I am happy with that…..I wish that I could offer you more though than hiding in the shadows"

Meg wanted his pain to be erased away, any doubt he had of her. She had only one idea in her mind and she was going to use it, she rose up to press her lips to Erik's but something moved behind her. She froze, Alexander was still in the room, how could she have forgotten him? Not sure what to do Meg raised up and gently kissed Erik on the lips. So what if Alexander saw? She would kiss Erik before the eyes of the world to prove her love for him.

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She watched as her gaze softened and she walked towards him. He felt her hand on his exposed cheek, his heart melted. He felt that maybe he shouldn't have lost his top so quickly but it all was frustrating. He raised up his hand and placed it on her own as she grazed his cheek. He listened to what she had to say, it didn't have to be that way? How else could he live another way? Maybe he could go far away somewhere with her. Yet he didn't know if he or even Meg wanted to leave. He sighed and spoke his voice tired. "Meg I don't know if any other way could be possible. The world surrounds itself with being the same anyone different is outcasted. I wish that I could live a normal life oh I wish I could"

What was with being the same? Everyone was afraid to stand out, to be different. Before we knew it we all where going to become gray blobs with no unique talents. Is that what we wanted was to all be the same? He wanted to be able to live above ground in a normal home and never be sought after. He wanted to live peacefully with Meg by his side not having to worry if she was going to be harmed or not because she was with him. Oh spite everyone in the world who wished to be the same.

He had never been able to place himself in this world without his face, he could not see him without it. It was meant to be, or he guessed. He smiled when Meg spoke, he knew that she didn't care. She was with him was that proof enough! As long as she stayed with him the hatred of everyone else seemed more bearable. With the love of one person he could ignore the other everyone else's hate. It was better than not having anything at all.

He saw Meg reach up for a moment and pause as Alexander shifted behind them. (Wow the boy was still there?) Then he was surprised when Meg pressed her lips to his own. It was the first time he had 'really' been kissed. Christine had only tried to save Raoul, which made him hate her even more for doing that but it was all over now. The main fact was that she kissed him, she had done it on her own free will and in front of someone else! If she would have asked he would have rolled over like a dog at that moment. After getting over his shock he kissed her back.

With her arms around him, he felt like his head was spinning. He had heard someone leave but it had to been the boy and what did he care. That problem was solved and forgotten. Time flew by as they stood there lips pressed together in a passionate kiss. They seemed to Move back at the same time. Erik felt himself get a bit red in the cheeks also as he watched Meg. He knew with out any doubt that she loved him in return, there was no ransom to make her do this.

He could tell that she had enjoyed it as much as himself because Meg's cheeks where also red with happiness. She then spoke "The greatest thing you will learn is to love and be loved in return" He smiled at what she said and nodded in agreement.

He then heard it the sound of rushing feet and angry calls. The mob had returned angry, they had found nothing but the house. Erik could hear them kicking open doors to look in every room. What a way to destroy the moment! Erik's face turned angered, this is what he was talking about earlier. He let a low growl In his throat. How foolish of him! They where in a room with no way out…trapped. The mob was coming closer they would surely see if he and Meg where to dash out. His voice was angered but it was slightly panicked for Megs sake. "No no no no! How foolish of myself! There is no way out of this room, we are trapped"

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Meg was slightly surprised when she felt Erik deepen the kiss…not that she minded at all. She wrapped her arms around his neck. The only problem was that the mask seemed to be in the way, Meg was too subdued to remove it though.

She heard the sound of someone leaving. That was probably the last time she would see Alexander. She might catch a glance of him in the crowd while she danced, but never would they see each other up close again. She could really care less, all he was bring with him was trouble.

After what seemed like forever they broke apart. Meg felt her cheeks burning as she stared up at him. She was sure that this was meant to be. No matter what was thrown at them they would always be together. Come what may she would always love him. Just above a whisper she said what her mother had always told her as a child about love.

Then she heard Erik growl, slightly offended she wondered if she had done something wrong. She looked up to see Erik turning towards the door angrily. It was then she heard them shouts and things falling and braking. Again something, maybe a door, was kicked down. The sounds where growing louder she then heard Erik hiss that they where trapped.

Trapped! How had that happened? There had to be a way out, but if there was no trap door… Erik would be killed if the mob found him. She felt tears welling in her eyes at the thought of Erik being beaten down as she was unable to do anything but watch and scream. No she had to keep her head there had to be something logical to do. Thinking fast her eyes darted around the room. Erik had to hide, she would be safe if they thought she was alone "Erik you have to hid I'll try and hold them off or some thing."

Erik looked stubborn like he was going to refuse, what could he do? She had nothing against the mob they would leave her alone. She motioned for him to go and turned around towards the door, she heard a swish of his cloak and then only the sounds of the mob where heard.

She knew she was no match for a single full-grown man let alone a mob of them.. They had to ruin ever thing. She had to be brave, she had to be strong and protect Erik from them as she had done before when she had told ever one he was dead. Well he was still alive so her word might not mean too much anymore but she had to try some thing.

They all had found nothing, going room to room. Where could the monster be? They all had gotten drunk before coming out here, they had rallied themselves up. They where at a door one person kicked it open and everyone quickly filed in. They spotted a blond haired girl instantly. The leader of the group stepped foreword and spoke "Where is the opera ghost?" He smiled crookedly

When the leader stepped forward she could smell alcohol in his breath. They were all drunk! Looking totally surprised that they would ask her such a thing, she was grateful she was an actress. "I'm sorry Mousier, but I have no clue what you are talking about. How would I know where a ghost is?"

Well that went pretty well she thought, she wasn't sure if it had gotten through to them thought. The way some on the looked at her made her feel sick. Well they would be gone soon…right?

They did not turn to leave though, their eyes searched around the room hungrily. Meg wondered herself where Erik had disappeared to. She turned to the man who was standing in front of her, his expression changed to fury, he yowled angrily "He's not anywhere! We came here to bring down a ghost that no one knows about!"

Meg saw it coming, he raised up his hand in his anger and brought it down sharply across Meg's jaw. Meg stumbled backwards and fell from the heavy blow. Hitting her head hard on the floor she saw lights burst before her. What was that for? She wondered to herself, her mind swirled. She saw the man standing over her angrily but he was fading…no she couldn't black out now…Erik needed her to get these men away.

Before everything went black Meg saw the mans head snap backwards and he fell backwards away from her. A black shadow was cast over her as a man with a long black cape stepped in front of her…No Erik couldn't take on all of them. Then she blacked out with that thought.

-Ok I lied It is a lot longer than I though it was going to be….I didn't even end it where I wanted too. I found that I did not like this chapter as much…I feel like it is poorly written. Ok I am not going to get into a lot of description with the kissing…this is PG so I hope that no one will expect anything more. Let me know what you think and let me know if it was bad or not. Next chapter might be up today too-