Two Souls and One Shattered Phantom chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera or any of its characters. But I do own Alyssa, and my other two characters. Though I wish I owned Erik but seeing that I don't then lets get on with chapter 3. Oh and the character participating in this chapter is Christine. If you guessed her then I give you an Erik shaped cookie. Please review and I hope you enjoy.
"17 years…" Erik couldn't believe how many years had passed since he had last seen Christine. How many years his son, Darien Gustave Destler had been born. He wouldn't say that having Darien was a pleasure or a joy but it did give him something to do besides grieving over Christine. Darien was the exact image of him besides the point that he had sandy blonde hair like his mother. But, besides hair color he was the spitting image of him. Had the same deformity, was as tall as he was already at age 17, and had his same physical features, also the same passion for music. Also, which he wasn't too fond of was that Darien had his own temper and that also he could sing just as well as him. If it wasn't for his deformity Darien would have been a looker and the ladies sure would kill to have him. What with his intelligence, gruffness that these days the ladies were attracted to, and of course his singing abilities. Erik had trained him to sing properly and taught him how to play a piano and of course the organ properly. Also, to build things and to be fluent in many languages and of course be able to fight and have the senses he did. In that he was proud because he excelled. And one thing Darien had was not hatefulness towards his deformity but he embraced it as that he was this way for a reason. Erik was puzzled by this and sometimes wished he would be so accepting of it. That was also what kept the two truly apart for Darien to truly be like him and of course his sandy blonde hair. Now only if he could see Christine to only know what had happened to her. Little did he know he would get that chance but not in the way that anyone especially him or her daughter would want and it happened that very night.
At Christine's Place:
Christine was again trying to stay calm and patient with her daughter. Of course she was up to her old tricks and not giving in to the demands that she had given her. It was that Angelina Journey Daae was not willing to give in to call Raoul dad or father. Yes, she knew that Raoul was not her real father but to please him and his family's reputation it was needed to be done. Raoul had wanted to adopt her but she refused. Angelina would always say that if she couldn't have her real father then it would be the Phantom of the Opera or Erik that would be her father. But, not the Compte that he now was. Christine had told her daughter many memories of the past with the accursed Phantom that she had gone through. And of course like Christine's heart had always been loyal and had a place for Erik so did her daughter. She always dreamed that he would come and rescue her and her mother. That he would adopt her and be her father. Angelina always believed that Erik and Christine belonged together. As did Christine. But, that chance was long gone. Also, what Christine didn't know that indeed the chance would be long gone after that night.
"STOP!! Raoul this is foolishness!! Beating the girl will not succumb her to do your wishes!! Raoul…" Christine was then interrupted as Raoul pushed her away and as she hit the wall she lost consciousness. Then with one sudden movement he had knocked down Angelina's door and was headed towards her cowering form. But, as he tried to grab her she slipped around him and ran out of the room. Then quickly grabbed her mother and hoisted her on her shoulders. Then as quickly as she could go she ran down the stairs with Raoul at her heels. When reaching the door Raoul grabbed the back of her neck and proceeded to drag her and her mother back up the stairs. Then with quick thinking Angelina tripped on purpose throwing Raoul over backwards falling down the stairs. This gave her enough time to grab her mother and run up the remainder of stairs and run to the room Raoul and her mother shared. Then hearing Raoul coming up the stairs she quickly locked the door then running to the window she pried it open. There was a trellis covered in vines and roses. Her mother then woke up and she helped her unto the trellis then she also started her way down. When they both finally made it back to the ground they both ran off to the way of the stables. There they grabbed two horses and both hopped unto one and rode out of the grounds at break neck speed.
Back to Erik:
Erik was reading a book since he couldn't sleep. His son Darien, was sleeping. He was pulled out of his book when his senses picked up some beats of feet coming down one of the tunnels that lead to the lake that would let them enter his lair. They seemed to know where they were going, well at least one of them did. For he could tell there was two of them. What he didn't know was that in just a few minutes two women emerged. One of them was limping and holding up the other. As they got closer Erik gasped for the one being held up resembled Christine and the other looked just like her except for the eyes and shade of hair. They made it passed the lake and got to his gate. Immediately, Erik opened the gate and watched the two women enter his home.
Angelina couldn't believe the sight of the lair that her mother had spoke often of. It was more magnificent then she thought possible. But, she was tossed out of her thoughts when Erik, well it was who she suspected was Erik voiced a question. Which a question she did not hear. So she asked him to repeat what he had asked and then did she actually hear that he was asking who the two were.
Before she answered she asked him if he would help get Christine to the chaise since she was again unconscious and getting rather heavy since she was dead weight. Then she answered Erik's suspicions and hopes that yes the woman laying unconscious was in fact Christine and that herself was her daughter. With that he had gasped and looked her up and down thoroughly
Then she voiced the question that she had been holding in check for the moment.
"Are you Erik? The Phantom of the Opera?"
Erik had been surprised that she knew who he was. More over that she knew him by his real name. With this she told him her full name. Erik found that it suited her. For she had the same long curly locks but instead of brown they were and ebony color. And her eyes were not Brown like Christine's but hazel with more of green then the brown in them. She had Christine's smile and her personality. Angelina did not look at him with fear or hatred but with amazement and wonder.
Angelina told him of the stories that her mother had shared with him and of the confessions of love that her mother had told her. Christine had never loved her father or the fop Raoul. But she had always loved Erik and always dreamed she would find him again and that they would be together for the remainder of their lives.
This shocked Erik for he always doubted that she saw him but as a monster. But, when he met Angelina's eyes he saw only truth reflecting in her hazel pools. This stunned him into silence and into his thoughts. But, was shaken from them when he felt a hand grasp his arm. This then he found Christine looking up to him with a light smile upon her face.
Erik immediately went and bent down on his knees in front of her. He reached a hand and swept it across her face and then into her brown curly locks. It still after all those years stirred up a passion inside him. With love shining in his amber pools he just smiled and stared at his angel. Christine was so glad to finally see him after all this time that she forgot who was there and pulled Erik's head down for a kiss that the two so longed to share. It was passionate and filled with love. Erik then pulled back and stared at her in wonderment. She was smiling and her eyes had darkened with lust and love for him. Love? This still shocked Erik. Finally her voice broke his reverie.
"Erik.. Oh have I missed you and have longed for you to hold me in your arms. Or the touch of your lips against mine. Please? Hold me?.."
Erik couldn't do anything but comply for he had always been ever to deny her. Angelina left the room and went back the bedroom and sat on floor curling up in a ball and surprisingly fell asleep.
The rest of the night Erik had laid holding Christine and the two enjoying their togetherness for they both had a feeling that it wouldn't last as they both wanted. In the end Christine died in his arms where she wanted to be. Erik hours after her death held her and laid crying. He was mourning her death for when he just had gotten her back then she left him forever. It tore his heart and he felt like killing himself right there. But, then he remembered his son and Christine's daughter. She had been in pretty bad shape too. He wondered what had happened to them. So instead he laid there holding his angel until finally fatigue made him drift into a restless sleep.
A/N: I know another cliffe hanger. But I did say there would be more to come. Please don't hurt me. I know I killed Christine, and I am sad too. But, it goes with part of the story and to also move it along. Also for my other two characters to meet and put them into each other's lives. And you now know that it is Erik's son and Christine's daughter. If you wondered why Angelina has Daae as a last name instead of DeChangy you will find out in the next chapter or so. Now the fourth starts the story into motion with just having Darien, Angelina, and Erik. Please R&R. Hope you enjoyed and will keep on doing so.