I actually have a question. In the movie, was the day Erik took Christine back after the Music of the Night thing the same day they performed Il Muto and sang All I Ask of You on the rooftop? Please leave your answer as a comment; it's confusing to me! Cause that's important for this chapter. I think it was, so that's how this chapter is gonna go. Thank you so much to PhantomFan01, Dkk5, and Alana Fox for the amazing, supportive comments. So anyway, here it is :)
"And what is this request?" Andre and Firmin looked at each other, already knowing what it was.
"That tonight Miss Christine Daae is to play the main role and that Carlotta is to play the silent role of the page boy", Madame Giry said, hoping that they would obey his commands. Unfortunately, her pleas were not answered in the right way.
"Preposterous! Only now has Miss Daae returned, and Carlotta has already been preparing for the part for months now! Everyone expects Carlotta, and Carlotta they shall get! Miss Daae will play the part of the page boy- the 'silent role' everyone keeps talking about", Andre told Madame Giry.
Madame Giry shrugged. "Suit yourself. Just be prepared for this 'disaster beyond your imagination' the opera ghost keeps talking about. I have seen him threaten before, and let me tell you, his threats are not empty", she told them, still hoping to change their minds.
"God, you're all obsessed. And come to think of it, if there is really a opera ghost, which I'm not saying I believe, why do you seem to be the one that knows so much about him, hm?" Firmin asked her.
It was a good question, but Madame Giry had to lie to answer it. "I've been here for a very long time, Monsieur. I know a lot about the opera ghost that has been plaguing my opera house since who-knows-when. How dare you accuse me of masquerading as him!" she said.
"I'm sorry Madame. We have to leave now to get everyone ready for the performance tonight". Andre and Firmin rushed off.
Meanwhile, Christine was still in bed, thinking when she had a visitor. "Erik? Is that you?" she asked when someone knocked on the door.
The door opened, and in walked Raoul. Of course. Erik would never just simply enter her room through a door. he could get caught.
She sighed heavily without realizing it. "Who's Erik? And why did you sigh when I walked in; do you not want to see me?" Raoul asked, his brow creased.
"No, Raoul. I'm mostly just tired. I thought you were someone else", she said.
"Oh. Well. I'm inviting you to come to my house tonight after your performance-no matter what part you get in that play. It doesn't matter to me. Just that you're going to do great no matter what", he said, and leaned forward to kiss her lips.
Christine let herself be kissed by him. "Thank you for inviting me, Raoul. Yes, I'll come", she promised him.
"Thank you Christine. I'll be waiting for you after the performance", he said, and then walked out.
Meg and Madame Giry came back holding the costume for the pageboy in their hands.
Christine was dressed as her part as the pageboy and soon the performance had begun.
Erik was hiding behind the curtains, and as soon as the performance began, he quickly swapped Carlotta's throat spray for one of his own concoctions.
From above, Joseph Bouqet saw this transaction, and vowed to capture whoever had done it.
Another curtain opened to show Christine, "kissing" Carlotta as part of her act.
The play went on as normal, but what was going on behind stage was a totally different story. Joseph Bouqet was trying to find whoever had kept causing all this damage to the opera house. And if he did, he would be named a hero.
He saw a flash of black fabric out the corner of his eye and quickly turned around, and then ran to find this strange man.
As her part in the performance, Christine tore her skirt off, and Erik could feel a growl arising from his throat. Christine didn't deserve this part! She was a respected woman, and shouldn't be doing anything like that-even if it was for the opera house! And then he looked over at Box Five-his Box Five-and saw the idiot Raoul sitting there, chuckling at Christine's performance.
Erik made his way through a secret door of the domed roof, knowing his voice would project well with the shape of the roof.
"Did I not instruct, that Box Five was to be kept empty?" he said, his voice booming throughout and scaring the audience and the cast and crew.
"He's here; the Phantom of the Opera", Meg whispered to Christine.
Christine looked up in shock, wondering where her Angel was. "It's him", she said faintly.
"Your part is silent, little toad", Carlotta scolded Christine. She laughed at the audience and went to spray her throat.
"A toad, Madame? Perhaps it is you, who are the toad", Erik whispered, and then took off, his cape billowing out just enough to let Christine see where he was.
Joseph Bouqet also saw this action, and began to chase the perpetrator around, hoping to finally catch him.
They chased each other around, precariously balanced on the wires that held the stage together. Until finally, Erik got a hold of Joseph-with a rope.
Carlotta had begun to sing, but was soon stopped when she began to croak instead of sing.
Erik strangled him, and then just let him go lose, making him drop to the stage, still convulsing.
Everyone screamed, even Christine, as he could recognize that voice anywhere.
Christine, wide-eyed, ran away, she didn't know where to. She just ran and ran. This was her Angel. And he had just murdered someone. She choked on her sobs, still running as far as she could until she finally collapsed on the stone floor, sure that she was far away from anyone and anything.
Her breathing slowly slowed down so she could actually think about what she had just seen.
Her Angel had just murdered a man. An innocent man. This made her burst into another round of tears, and she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, there was a figure standing over her. Erik.
As soon as her brain processed this information, she stood up and backed away, trembling so hard that she fell down again. He rushed to her and reached to help her up, but she drew her hand away before he could touch it.
"Who are you?" she asked him, horrified.
"Why do you ask?" he inquired, and reached for her again, and this time he was too quick and got a hold of her waist.
Christine was so frightened she couldn't move. If he hasn't hesitated to kill Joseph Bouqet, than why wouldn't he do the same to her?
She gulped as her ran his hand up and down her body.
"Why are you so different all of a sudden?" she managed to croak out.
"Why did you let that boy kiss you, after what we did together?" he answered with a question.
Her eyes widened. Raoul! He would be so worried, and she had promised him.
Erik took a cloth out of his breast pocket and held it up to her nose.
Christine was just about to run away when she was forced to sniff something horribly sweet. And everything was black.