Chapter Three

She ran faster and faster. She stopped when she felt he wasn't following. She looked around and saw a swan bed. She realized she was in the bedroom.

Nice place to hide Christine! He is surely to find me her! She thought to herself.

She knew she would have to move quick or he would find her and his temper would explode. She's seen it before and it's not very pretty. When she took off his mask he pushed her, and when she wish to be his wife he threaten to kill Raoul.

She started to make a step towards the doorway. She peeked and saw no one. But she knew she would have to wait a few more moments till she made a run for it. After three minutes, which seemed to last forever past. She thought it was clear. She peeked around one more time to make sure.

"No, not yet Christine, not yet." She said to herself. She turned her head when she heard the mob.

"The Phantom of the Opera is there deep down inside." The mob was getting closer and closer. Christine started getting nervous as she heard the mob's voices.

This is your chance to escape Christine! Go now! It's your only chance!

"No, he's waiting for me to run. I know it. He's waiting." She said responding to her conscience.

Run Christine! Run!

Ignoring her conscience, she stayed exactly where she was. She trembled in fear of both running and Erik grabbing her and staying with the mob finding her.

Run! Run Christine! The mob is getting closer! Run Now!

She breathed slowly and closed her eyes. "On the count of three. 1….2….3!"

NOW!

Christine's eyes opened and she darted out the room to the lake. Running in the lake made it hard for her to go fast! But in the middle of the lake she stopped.

She saw four men from the mob. They stared at her. A smile curled up in their faces as they exchanges glances. She eyed them suspiciously. They began to approach her as she back away.

Christine's eyes widened as she realized what was going on. She knew that they were too close to her to run. She looked around trying to find a way to escape these men.

"Now, we won't hurt you if you cooperate." Said the man reaching out to her. Christine backed away some more and found herself falling on top of the stairs. They got a hold of her arms and legs. Cold tears ran down her cheeks when she felt one of the man's hands in her trousers.

Raoul got on land looking for the mob. He knew Christine's life was in jeopardy with that monster. He knew he had to save her.

"God, why did I lead them away?" he asked himself. But he knew that he had to lead them away to buy him more time to save Christine. If he had brought the mob they could have hurt Christine as well. His thoughts soon faded away as he heard voices ahead.

"This way! The Phantom's lair is this way!"

Raoul followed the voices and soon finally he saw the mob. He pushed his way to the front of the mob. "Listen I know where the Phantom's lair is! You are going the wrong way!" yelled Raoul. A man stepped up and moved in front of Raoul and spoke.

"Oh yeah? Why should we listen to you Vicomte? You led us the wrong way before! What makes you think that you won't do it again?"

"Yes, I know I have led you the wrong way but I know the way! Christine Daae is trapped down there with that masked monster!" The mob gasped and switched glances.

"Will you lead us to Christine?" A voice came from behind Raoul. He turned around and saw Meg Giry standing behind him.

"Of course. I will not leave until I have Christine." Raoul said with a smile. Meg smiled and spoke.

"Okay, Vicomte. You can lead the way. But no more tricks monsieur."

"Damn, she's a fighter isn't she?" said a man trying to hold her arms. Christine kicked and moved as soon as she felt the man's hands moving around her thigh.

"Can you hold her down? I want her calm or at least not able to move." Three men grabbed her tight. Two holding her legs and one holding her arms. Christine screamed.

"Help, Please Someone!" Christine felt more tears run down her cheek.

"Scream all you want darling but, no one will ever hear you. The Vicomte led them the wrong way. Lucky for us we didn't listen to him." With that he gave her a smirk.

"Please, I beg of you. Leave me alone. Please." Christine knew that it wasn't going to work but it was worth a try. All four men stared at her and laughed.

"And miss an opportunity like this?" With that they laughed again.

At last he unbuckled his belt and let his organ free. "Now I promise to be gentle if you be a good girl."

Christine's eyes widened in horror. No, no not like this. She tried to kick and move. Before she could even scream, the man slapped her across the face. Hard. She gasped and gave a little cry of the pain.

"I guess you want it rough huh?"

Christine's eyes went wider than before. "Please, please don't. Please I beg you!" Christine pleaded. Though it didn't stop the man from wanting her.

The man licked his lips as he saw Christine's beautiful pink lips. He leaned and grabbed her head. His tongue stuck out and before he made contact with her lips, he was yanked and thrown to the lake.

"What the hell?" The man said trying to get up from the water. Then the three others soon joined him in the lake. Christine looked up and saw Erik standing beside her. The four men approached him. Without a hesitation Erik drew his sword. Without a thought three of them charged at him.

He gave them a smirk and charged as well. He grabbed the first one and threw him on the floor and plunged the sword in his chest. He went for the other two who knew that this was not an easy fight. They ran towards him and Erik grabbed one and slit his throat. Lastly the other, Erik threw him against the wall hard.

He turned around and saw the fourth on with one of his swords. Erik ran towards him and they both fought.

Christine went up the stairs as they were coming closer to her. But it's like they were following her. She stopped and gasped as she saw the man elbow Erik in his deformed side of the face and fall to the floor. The man took the sword from Erik and threw somewhere else.

Christine saw that the man was going to kill Erik. She looked around and found Erik's Punjab Lasso. She ran and put around the man's neck and tried to choke him or at least distract him and let Erik get up. But the man was stronger than she was. He grabbed her and threw her over the stairs and saw in delight as she hit the floor.

Erik's eyes widened as he saw Christine hit the ground. He quickly got up and grabbed the rope around the man's neck and tightened it with all his might.

"You never touch her! You are not very lucky as you friends were. I will see your life being drained out of your body." Erik said watching the man turn blue and gasp for air until finally satisfied, Erik yanked the rope hearing the man's neck crack.

He turned and ran to Christine who was still on the floor. He was worried that the fall might have caused damaged to her. But, he smiled when he heard her voice.

"Erik…" she said quietly. Before she could finish the sentence she fell unconscious. He stroked her cheek before he placed kiss on her forehead. He easily scooped her up in his arms.

"Don't worry my angel. I'll take you somewhere safe. No one will ever harm you again." And with that Erik fled to the mirror from before and shut it behind him.