more insane raoul yeah!!!! im not sure what im gunna have this all turn out, but there's more erik in the next chapter. i dont know exactly where im gunna take this. if you have any sugestions please tell me and dont forget to leave me a review! i love reading them!!!

Chapter 8

Lost

Phillipe didn't understand what was going on with his younger brother. Raoul was rarely home and had become very distant. The young boy barely spoke to anyone anymore and when he did it was short and mumbled. Raoul was spending more and more time at an unknown location.

He hired a man to follow his brother to wherever he had been going and the tracker had reported back to Phillipe that Raoul had been staying in an old hotel near the opera house.

Strange, Phillipe thought. Why would Raoul need a hotel? He would have to find out himself.

Phillipe entered the hotel. It wasn't dark or dirty, but it wasn't grand either. Why would Raoul be coming here? Phillipe approached the front desk, where a very fat man sat in chair bent over some paperwork.

"Excuse me Monsieur," Phillipe said to the fat man, "I am looking for my brother is somewhere in this hotel, could you tell me which room he is in?"

"What is his name?" the fa man said dully not even glancing up at Phillipe.

"Raoul, Raoul de Changy."

"Let me see," the man said gruffly and he flipped through a small book. "Ah, a Monsieur de Changy and Mademoiselle Daae."

So he is with that Christine girl then, Phillipe thought.

"They are in room 48, but Monsieur is out at the moment. Would you like a key?"

"Yes thank you."

The man handed a small bronze key to Phillipe and returned to his paperwork.

Phillipe walked down a long hall of doors, each one had a number carved into it. He passed doors number 1 to 24, then 50-68. Finally he came to door 40 and continued down the hall. 41…42…43…45…46…47… and finally door 48.

He put the key and the door and turned, a lock clicked and the door swung open. There near the window was a very sickly woman that resembled the young opera singer Christine Daae. Phillipe approached her.

"Are you Christine Daae?" Phillipe asked quietly.

The woman nodded.

"What are you doing here?"

She said one word, "Raoul." It was so faint, it was barely more than a whisper.

Phillipe could tell she did not have much time left, he needed to get her out of here.

"Come with me Mademoiselle, I will take to a doctor, can you walk?" Phillipe reached out to her.

"You will not be taking her anywhere!" a voice said from behind, "She belongs to me."

Phillip turned and came face to face with his younger brother.

"Raoul! Have you gone mad?!" Phillipe said alarmed, "This girl is near dead and you keep her locked up here like some animal! She needs medical attention, she need to be set free."

Raoul became enraged and it seemed the fires of hell itself could be seen in his eyes.

"She is free! WITH ME SHE IS FREE! I am not Erik, Erik was killing her, I am not killing her! I am letting her live!"

"How can you say that Raoul? Have you lost your mind? I will not let you kill this girl, she comes with me. You my brother are lost, find yourself before I have to find you."

"I will not let you take her." The old Raoul was gone now, completely replaced by a monster.

"I must take her away and you must go home."

"I am tired of listening to you. It was always you that told me what to do and mother was always so proud of you. You were always her little angel! I've always lived in your shadow, I've been quiet this whole time and now I will take a stand."

"A stand to what? Raoul what has happened to you? What are you talking about? We do not have time for this! Right now we must get Miss Daae out of here."

"NO!"

What took place happened in a matter of seconds. There was a loud bang, Phillipe was dead before he hit the floor and Raoul stood with the gun in his hand.

Christine screamed when she saw the blood that had splattered all over her clothes.

"Shut up!" Raoul said pointing the gun at Christine.

Christine closed her mouth and tried to keep herself from hyperventilating, her eyes large with fear. Her tears returned and she let them fall down her cheeks at the horrible sight that lay before her.

Her Raoul was gone, so was her beloved Erik, what else was there to live for? Now she was trapped by an insane lunitic that was once her best friend. the shock set in and Christine fainted.

Raoul turned and left the room, leaving Christine alone with dead body of his brother.