Saya's singing in this chapter will be underlined. In every dream she has her singing will be underlined.
Saya watched Solomon help Hagi into his coffin and smiled. Solomon was so caring and passionate, something that she wished Phantom was. She couldn't help but think; What if Phantom survived? It was by blood that she would be bound to her giver of immortality, and be his lover. That is unless; she is sanctioned freedom by death or words.
"When should I wake you?" Solomon asked.
"I will exit at my own will; my body will take its time to heal. A wound this deep and severe, especially by silver, will take time to heal with a young vampire like me," Hagi said.
"Then heal well, brother," Solomon said and then shut the coffin. He turned to Saya and smiled.
"How are you feeling?" Solomon asked.
"Fine, considering all that's happened this evening," Saya said and set her hands on her stomach and shivered.
"Saya, I am sorry. For your forced turning," Solomon said in a soft tone.
"It's not that, it's just that a part of me wanted him to turn me," Saya said softly. Solomon looked at her compassionately and then smiled. Solomon walked up to her and hugged her.
"I want to sleep, it's well past midnight," Saya said.
The silver gates of his adobe closed, he entered, shivering and bleeding.
Damn them...damn them all!
He clutched his wound and hissed in pain, his attire and skin were bloodstained. The crimson on his chest set deep into the lining of his scars. And how his beautiful Saya had feared those scars, his own unnatural distortion he had obtained from ignorant hunters.
Saya,
My beautiful immortal
How could you have betrayed me?
When I showed you such mercy?
He painfully stood up and with a dramatic flourish of his hand his cape fell to the ground after a short billow. He dragged his feet as he walked up the staircase to the alter. He plopped onto the seat before the organ he played and looked at his music.
He chuckled softly and smirked, holding a piece of sheet music in his hand. He had the perfect plan of revenge that would drive Saya back into his arms and bed. He would use his mind tricks. He had used them on her before, to pacify her. Now, he would sing to her in her sleep using them.
You will pay for this night and for many more
I will take your mind
Sing to you
Until the darkness sinks so deep into you
You'll have no choice but to sing with me
Daybreak came quickly. Saya had to sleep, she knew she had to. Solomon had kindly explained what responsibilities she had toward herself as a vampire. She would have to feed during the full moon, practice her abilities in an isolated area, and sleep during the day. And, if she was to stroll outside in daylight, she would have to wear something that covered her entire body. However, in daylight, it wouldn't be long before the fatigue took over her.
After all, she was young vampire. Solomon had informed Amshel and Joel of what Phantom had done to Saya. The schedule was changed; choreographic practice during daylight, and then Opera during night, seeing that Saya was the new star.
Saya shut her eyes and slipped into her bed, pulling the blanket around her body tighter. She felt so cold and yet more alive than she was as a human. It felt so good to know she was alive and free.
But, not for long.
She was flying, more like floating actually. Her wings were spread, reflecting the moonlight but she wasn't moving. Thee silvery aurora reflecting off her form only accentuated her beauty. She was singing, she was singing Diva's song. The song was fluent and beautiful, and yet, somewhat sorrowful. She smiled somewhat while singing, feeling so serene and free.
Ah-ohh-ah-ohh-oh-ah-ah-Ahhhhh
AhohohohahohohohahohahahAHH!
No tashano
Ni to no nimono
Valmay sahano nada
AhahahahAHH
AhahahahAHH
AhahahahAHHHH!...
Scream my angel
Her singing ceased, she swiveled, her wings folding inward toward her torso in to support her weight. Her white gown swaying with her movements. Her eyes glowed scarlet and only accentuated her beauty more than the moonlight did.
No, this cannot be
Angel of blood
You know that I a part of you
I will never leave you
Now come to me my angel
I am your deliverer
Come to me my angel
Saya's eyes glowed crimson as her body was softly pulled down by his hypnotizing call. She stepped into the water and onto the beach, his voice still calling her. Her darkly angelic wings receded into her body and face gaping.
Come to me my angel
Come to me my angel
Saya followed the bloodstains on the sand. The smell of his blood could not be perceived, but his voice still echoed. She followed, in a trance. The cavern-tunnel smelled of blood and roses, a solacing smell for someone like her. She followed where the tunnel led her to; Phantom's abode. A silver gateway opened before her word and vanished into the stone ceiling.
Come to me my angel
I am so glad to see you again
My angel of blood
He turned to her and smirked, the candles lighting the room. Saya's pale skin glowed a dim yellow; the shadows beneath her eyes made her look heavenly. She was confused, and yet, intrigued.
I had to come
An angel must when called
In a moment he was in front of her and he took her hand, gently leading to the alter. Though, he did not seem angry with Saya at all, he seemed as if he was impressed. Saya had betrayed him, she nearly had him killed and did not bother to stop Solomon or Hagi. Why was Phantom's anger so languid toward her and why was he being so calm?
My angel
Sing with me music of the darkness
The music of the darkness of the night
The music of the darkness of the night?
You will sing with me the music
Of the darkness of the night
Help me paint a new night
With your tears and song
With our hands we will rise
An evening anew
Saya looked aside from him as she realized she stood before the organ he played. His music written neatly and carefully thought out, spread among his organ. She pulled her hand from his and stepped back a bit. She remembered when she knew him in her childhood, she knew him only as a teacher and nothing more. But, she was always very cautious around him. Once, she had cut her palm during one of her voice lessons. Her teacher kissed her bloody hand and licked his lips. Soon after that, he had informed Joel of Saya's accident and that the lessons would continue the next day.
He wasn't even human-like back then.
This cannot be
There is no music of darkness
Not of the night!
Not by you!
Phantom neared her and Saya stepped back until she was up against the wall. She trembled as Phantom set one hand on her shoulder and the other on her cheek. Saya turned away and ran, trying to evade Phantom and his tricks. He had ensnared her and now it was no longer amusing, vampire by his blood or not.
She stepped into the pool of water surrounding the gates and before the alter, the water was tinted crimson. The pool wasn't deep but its coldness compensated. However, the gates were closed. And made of silver.
Oh,
Ignorant belle
My angel of blood
You cannot deny
My music is a part of you
As it is in me
Now sing my angel
Sing for me!
He neared her again and smirked, walking on the stone path beside the water. That would explain why whenever he brought her to his lair he would jump over the pool. Saya was in trance so often she didn't seem to notice. But the pool ended when it met the alter and began just before the entrance of the gates.
The Vampire of the Opera is always here
Haunting my mind
(Sing my angel!)
He pulled her up by her arms and into an embrace. Then he took her hand and started to lead her toward the alter again. His eyes remained on her; his voice smooth and composed. His voice could compare to no other in beauty; however, the way it came was like the wind. It came ready and prepared with its tune, melody, and whispered gibberish. His music was always ready and as were his songs.
The Vampire of the Opera
(Sing for me!)
AhahahahahahahahahahaAh!
Now sing with me the music of the darkness of the night
(...of the darkness of the night)
I don't want to ruin the main song by setting it free in this chapter so I'm leaving it at here. Sorry about Diva's song, I GOT THEM OFF YOUTUBE!