The exciting(or not so) final chapter of Across the Wasted Years! After this, more chapters of Crash!, and possibly another story? Remember, I don't own POTO, but POTO PWNS!
Chapter 10: Redemption
By PittsBurghFuzz
Arzu was walking around the Opera House to find a sign that read:\
Renovations: Closed Until Further Notice.
Arzu was happy that the Opera House was finally reopening. Arzu knew she had to tell Erik.
Erik was fooling around with his gadgets again, until Ledoux came into the room.
"Fooling around with you toys, o great magician?" Ledoux asked.
"What do you want now daroga?" Erik asked him.
"I just wanted to let you know that I have someone with me."
"Let her in then." Erik said as he was still toying with his gizmos.
Arzu came into the room. Erik and Arzu met at embrace and would not let go for a few minutes.
"Erik, the Opera House is going to reopen!" Arzu told Erik.
"Great!" Erik replied.
"Erik why do you have all of these contraptions in here?" Arzu pushed Erik aside and saw some of the "toys" he was creating.
"Erik, don't tell me that you are-"
Ledoux and Erik both nodded. "Yup, he is that vigilante." Ledoux told her.
"Erik, why are you being so heroic? What attracted me to you was your indifference to people."
Erik did not answer back.
"Come on Ledoux, take me home." Arzu and Ledoux left. Erik simply went back to work.
As soon as Ledoux came back was filled with questions.
"Erik, why did you shun her away like that?" Ledoux asked. "Also, why are you doing this?"
"Personal reasons." Erik replied.
"What? The hope that Christine will come back eventually?"
"No, that is not why. I know Christine will never return to me. I am doing this so God can forgive me for all of my sins."
"Whatever. You still need a partner?"
"No, I need an ally." Erik roared.
"Alright then, I will see you tonight."
"Good. Be on the lookout for some punjab lassos."
"Will do."
Ledoux left the lair as Erik continued to enhance his skill.
Christine was reading a book while Raoul was on "errands" of some sort. The story she read was a happy little tale of adventure and romance. Christine could only think of Raoul when she read these stories. She longed to have her childhood sweetheart back at any cost. It seemed Raoul had a cold indifference towards Christine. Christine was also thinking of the Phantom. She did loathe him, but yearned to year her Angel's voice once more. Christine fell asleep as she grew tired of waiting for Raoul.
The dream began with the Phantom playing his organ, trying to complete his next musical score. Christine lost all control of her body, and it somehow levitated across the room next to the Phantom. Christine and the ghost breathed heavily, not knowing what to think of the situation. Christine sat on the Phantom's lap, like a little girl awaiting her father to tell her a beautiful story. They kissed, passionately. The two stopped to recover their breath. Christine's brown eyes gazed into the Phantom's blue ones, as it seemed the world had stopped. The entire earth stopped just to year Christine say those words to the Phantom.
"Master, I-" Christine was about to say until an alarm clock rang out of control. Christine sighed as she woke up.
Erik was looking through his old sketches to find anything of value. He came across a note book labeled Christine. He examined the contents as he was shocked at all of the designs he had made for Christine. It was everything, from her performance while signing Think of Me, Christine's wedding dress, and Don Juan Triumphant. Strangely enough, Erik found a drawing of himself. He usually did not draw himself, but it was a drawing of him and Christine in wedding outfits. Erik threw the paper in anger and looked at the clock. It was time to guard the night.
Christine was wiping away tears as she said goodbye to Raoul. Christine decided to venture out into the city and try to enjoy herself. Fate would soon take hand
Erik was on top of the Notre Dame Cathedral and awaited for his partner's arrival. Finally, Ledoux came through a door and greeted Erik.
"What took you so song?" Erik asked.
"You never specified a time frame." the daroga told him.
"You make a valid point. Anyway, wait! Look down there!" Erik pointed at some commotion down below. Ledoux took notice that five women were surrounded by women thieves.
"You go down there to distract them, then I will make my grand entrance." Erik told Ledoux.
"Got it." he replied.
Ledoux approached the men in a cool, calm manner like he normally did. He tried to treat them like civilized men, but that approach did not work. However, for Erik's purposes, it was just enough.
"Get out of here before we kill you!" one of the men roared.
"Or worse!" another one had yelled.
Ledoux had a smile on his face, almost that of a maniac. He whistled, and Erik would soon answer. Out of the night sky, fire balls started to crash upon the reckless fools, killing a few of them. A dog suddenly bit one a foot of a woman thief. The man chased the dog, and the group chased after him into the Notre Dame Cathedral. The men fell into a bit, which led them to a room of mirrors. They felt a burning heat! They felt as if hell were above the ground, and were being punished for their sins. A few managed to escape, but not for long. They went upstairs to the bells of Notre Dame. There was a loud ringing in their ears that caused the three men to fall to their knees. One of them jumped off and killed himself. The two men heard a disturbing noise. It was maniacal laughter, like God himself! They cried and cried for mercy, but the more they whined, the louder the laughter got. Then, of the men felt a rope around his neck. One man to stand alone. He ran away, but was grabbed by two skeletal hands.
"Did you think you could escape me!" the monster cried out.
"Spare me monsieur! Please!" the man pleaded.
"Fine then," the monster lessened his grip. "I will give you a ten minute head start. I will not kill you within those ten minutes, alright?"
"Yes sir."
The man ran but was stabbed by another mysterious man.
"But he will!" the monster roared.
"Thank you Ledoux for taking care of this one.
"Not at all Erik, it was my pleasure." Ledoux replied.
"Lets get out of here."
The two left and escaped the cathedral. They heard a shriek.
"That sounds like Arzu, we must get to her quick!" Erik yelled.
Erik carried the daroga while gliding the night sky.
They saw a man with a mask that was half black and white. He was holding Arzu by the throat.
Erik ran towards the man trying to get a clear blow with his sword, but the masked man kicked him ff, like a child's ball.
Erik was unconscious while Ledoux had to deal with this madman.
"I will challenge you to a sword fight monsieur." Ledoux told him.
"Fine, winner take all!" the man replied.
The fight was long and tedious. Erik woke up in the middle of the fight and watched the chaos ensue. Erik was watching the man fight. It reminded Erik of a man he knew but he could not remember.
The fight continued and Ledoux nearly killed the man. However, a carriage was about to run over Erik. Ledoux ran to push Erik away, but the carriage hit the daroga.
The masked man was able to get away from Erik and the daroga and rode off with Arzu. Erik was next to Ledoux's body staring at it. Ledoux was dead. Erik did not cry nor make a comment, he simply walked away. Erik wished he had been less impetuous. Erik would forever miss his friend, the daroga.
Erik looked into the sky and said: "Tell your son I said hi."
Erik heard a noise from the ally. Erik ran over and saw a woman getting assaulted. The man saw Erik and knocked Christine out. Erik swung his mighty punjab lasso and it caught around the man's neck. Erik eventually killed the man and went over to the woman's side. He turned her head around to get a good look at her. To Erik's astonishment, it was Christine.