(A/N Since I don't know what happened in Don Juan besides Point of No Return we start and end the play there. :/)
Christine's POV
Today was it. The premiere of Don Juan Triumphant. I would see Erik again. I was already dressed and waiting by the door for Raoul.
"Raoul! Are you ready yet?" I shouted through gritted teeth. He was really starting to aggravate me. He's been in a bitter mood all day.
"Enough of the nagging, woman." He said while he ungracefully tripped down the steps. Thankfully, he didn't fall. I was not taking him to a doctor and miss the premiere. Nothing was standing in the way of me seeing this opera!
He opened the door of the carriage for me and I smiled generously. He stepped in after me and we started off to the Opera Populaire. I stared out the window most of the way. Saying the different colors of the edifices that we past.
Crimson
Gray
Brown
A really untasteful yellow
I stared at a little flat that looked oddly familiar. I then realized that this little flat was right across the street from the Opera Populaire. I grinned when the carriage came to a stop. What I didn't realize that they're were already tons of reporters and people awaiting us to disembark from the carriage.
"Christine! Why have you returned to the opera house?" Shouted a voice which I think was somewhere at my left elbow.
"When's the ceremony?" Screamed another voice. I was suddenly blinded from flashes of cameras.
"Please excuse us, sir!" Raoul said as he grabbed a man by the collar and threw him backwards. I gasped. We were definitely going to be on the front cover of the paper tomorrow. I grabbed the tickets from my bag and made my way through the crowd. I thanked God I practiced ballet at such a young age no one even noticed me. They were so focused on Raoul. I suddenly ran into a chest.
"Ouch!" I said while rubbing my head.
"Sorry, Mlle." The man said in a slightly annoying voice. "Tickets?" He held his hand. I gently placed the ticket into his hand and silently praised Raoul for letting me keep my own ticket. I approached the steps of the Paris Opera House and smiled deviously. I ran up the steps quickly like an eager child waiting to open their gifts on Christmas day. (A/N I don't think Paris celebrates Christmas, do they? Please someone review and tell me if they do.) Two men held open the grand doors as I shouted an unconvincing "Thank you." over my shoulder.
Even though I was just here a few weeks ago the opera house was still magical then ever. The whole opera house was abuzz. I quickly made my way up the grand staircase to Box Five but was stopped by a man holding out a program. I snatched one out of his hand and ran off without saying anything. I walked down the hall until I spotted the little silver label by a door that said "Box Five."I opened the door and walked in. It was the same as any other box. I wonder why Erik always picked this one over the others? I then set down in my chair and realized why. The view was spectacular. You could even see the catwalk from here.
I looked through my program to see who was in the cast:
Don Juan- Anonymous
Aminta- Marguerite Giry
Passarino- Joshua Gluzman
The Statue of Aminta's deceased father- Richard Daniels
Girl 1- Patricia Clare
Girl 2- Hannah Hunt
Meg was the only person who sounded familiar. I wonder why Don Juan was anonymous? I shrugged. My thoughts disappeared as I heard the door to the box open slightly. I shot up from my seat and noticed Raoul was finally making his way in after his little incident.
"Left me stranded out there, did you?" He spat.
"I just wanted to get away from the people. You know how I don't like crowds." I whispered because I was terrified of his temper. I heard him sigh then sit down in the chair next to me.
"When's show time?" He asked me.
"19:30" (A/N Military time)
"We have a few minutes then."
With that a man stepped onto the stage.
"Hello everyone, and good afternoon. Tonight we welcome you to the premiere of Don Juan Triumphant. Please enjoy your stay!" With that being said instrumental music began to play from the orchestra pit.
"I guess we don't have a few minutes then." Raoul said with a hint of disappointment in his tone. The curtains opened to reveal what was supposed to resemble hell. It started out exactly how I remembered watching from the right side of the stage. The little dancer who Meg used to play caught the coins and ran off then Don Juan who was... Erik? Why was he performing? It did say in the program "anonymous." That's when I realized it. Meg and Erik were engaged. He wanted to sing our song to her. My heart sunk with realization. I looked up and saw Meg walk on the the stage with the flower.
Master
Passarino
Go wait for the trap
It is set
And waits for its prey
You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
In pursuit of that wish which til' now
Has been silent
Silent
I have brought you
That our passions may fuse and merge
In your mind you've already succumbed to me, dropped all defenses
Completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me
No second thoughts
You've decided
Decided.
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
Our games of make-believe are at an end.
Past all thought of if or when
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend
What raging fire shall flood the soul
What rich desire unlocks it's door
What sweet seduction lies before us?
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
What warm unspoken secrets
Will we learn
Beyond the point of no return?
It was now Meg's turn. Well, initially it was my turn, but was I going to argue? Nope... Possibly...Yes, I was going to argue.
You have brought me
To that moment when words run dry
To that moment when speech disappears
Into silence
Silence.
I have come here,
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined
Our bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent,
Now I am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided
Decided.
Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion-play has now at last begun.
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we two wait before we're one?
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping bud burst into bloom
When will the flames at last consume us?
They were now approaching each other at the bridge at the top. The choreography had remained the same since the last this opera had been premiered.
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed
So stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return.
Anger flooded my veins. I was jealous... to the Point of No Return. Ironic? I think not. I listened intently for the next part and to my horror this is how the lyrics came out.
Say you'll share with me
One Love
One Lifetime
Lead me
Save me
From my solitude
Say you want me with you here
Beside you
Anywhere you go
Let me go too
Christine, that's all I ask of you!
They indulged in a passionate kiss and the crowd went wild. Christine? He said Christine! Shouldn't he have said Marguerite?
Erik had said my name on stage instead of Meg's. Perhaps they're some feeling still there for me.
(A/N This chapter took forever, and I hate it :( Oh well, Review!)