Disclaimer: And yet again I do not own Phantom of the Opera.
Erik: No one owns me.
Me: Uh yes actaully some one does.
Erik: What? Who?
Me: -_- we have been over this a million of times. Andrew Lloyd Webber owns your musical and the adpation but Gaston Leroux owns the idea of you, so he owns you.
Erik: Very unlikely! A Human can not own another human that is slavery, or-or some kind of cruelty, of this I know. I am my own person!
Echo: Dude, you`re fictional.
Erik: LIES!
Me: Echo! Don`t tell him that. He has feelings! Now both of you we have a story to continue so if you`d kindly shut up.
Erik and Echo: *blink*
Me: Thank you. Read and Review!
Echo peeked her head out of her room looking around slowly her eyes narrowed. Eve looked up from painting her nails, on Erik`s Organ. Lucky he was up above creeping on Ballet girls, because if he had seen what she was doing he would have flipped out. He had already warned her to stay away from his beloved Organ, but Eve couldn`t help herself, it was like a magnet! "Hey Ech-"
"Shhhhhhh!" Echo hisses motioning her over. Eve frowned but looked at her nails that were now blue with satisfaction as she walked to the Swan room. Echo pulled her in and then slammed the door close locking it. Eve frowned that t was completely dark in the room."Uh why is it-"
"Shhhhhhh!" Echo hissed again but louder. Eve frowned. Why was Echo acting like this. It was usually her doing this. Echo lit a candle and held it to her face as she whispered." We must be quiet, the walls speak. They can`t be trusted."
"Uh okay, your being way creepy." Eve muttered quietly. Echo let out a evil cackle, making Eve back away slightly. Oh no, she knew what the cackle meant. Echo grinned." I need the help of a crazy phan, I need you… how brave are you?"
"Uh it depends." Eve answers half frightened yet excited on what Echo wants her to do." Hmmm you`ll have to do… Listen, hun. I`m dead bored, like so bored I`m almost willing to *shudder* beg for him to let us go exploring. But I will not lower myself to such levels. So I think it is time for us to mess around with Erik."
"What do you mean? Like trick him?" Eve frowns. Echo nods patting her head." Yes my little protégée. I want to prank him… Can I count on you?"
"Sure sounds like fun… but we can`t do anything that will forever emotionally abuse him! He`s already been through enough pain." Eve states. Echo frowns thinking for a moment before shrugging." I can`t promise that but sure whatever. I know Erik sneaks in here to steal my IPod because he won`t admit he is obsessed with the Beatles for some odd reason, it`s his guilty pleasure, well that and Evanescence… Anyway it`s time for him to blam the rats and confess to his crime. So you need to find me a couple mouse traps, a pail, string, a pulley, glue, feathers and a bucket of water and leave the rest of the work to me. I need to get the supplies before he comes so at night before I go to sleep I can construct this."
"Okay… Okay sounds harmless enough… I`ll see what I can do, this will be fun!" Eve claps her hands skipping away. Echo grins rather evilly. Yes it would be fun… for her not so much for poor Erik. As Eve spent an hour finding all of Echo`s supplies. Echo continued reading her book and grinning. She already was going to get back at both of them for acting so rude and ungrateful towards here two nights ago. Oh they would pay, Erik with hs dignity and Blondie with her hair for about a week too two weeks. Echo gave out and Evil cackle as she went to work. Revenge was always the answer.
" Wait so are you the Phantom of the theater or a Phantom of a thespian?"
"The Phantom of what?"
"Thespian, you know Eve a theater geek… like I was for a bit."
"Oh…. Why are you asking him that? He is obviously the Phantom of the Opera!" Eve asked confused as the three all sat out in the main lair. Erik at his organ. Eve clinging to his arm sitting next to him and Echo tipped back in a char, playing with her butterfly knife. Erik groaned, the girls had been talking about nonsense things for two hours straight. Eve hadn`t let go of his arm for three hours straight and he felt as if he would soon be losing his arm. He growled frustrated." For the last time. I am the Phantom of the Opera, is that a hard concept to grasp?"
"Hm yes because yeah I bet you can sing some opera but you have more of an Rock and roll edge to your voice you know." Echo argues pointing out. Erik rolls his eyes." I do not know what this rock and roll is, but I assure you mademoiselle, I. Sing. Opera."
" Wrong again because you compose more than you sing, because frankly I haven`t heard you sing since we have been here." Echo added. Erik groaned letting his head fall on his organ keys. He had to say he enjoyed the depressing, hate the world Echo more then the difficult, agrue with everything, talkative Echo. He felt as if something wasn't right." Evelyn? Is Echo alright?"
"What? Oh her yeah, yeah. She has random talkative spurts." Eve shrugs as she stopped dreamily staring at Erik. Erik narrowed his eyes as he looked at Echo. Echo gave him a pretty convincing inosent smile, making Erik shift uncomfortably. For some reason it scared him when she did that, for he knew that Echo was up to know good. Eve finally let go with a yawn." Well I`m off to wash my hair and go to bed... another tiring day. Night Erik! Night Echo!"
Erik cringed as Eve kissed him on the cheek but just to hide how much he enjoyed her goodnight kisses. Of course nothing in a romatic way, it just pleased him that she willing kissed him without fear and childlike. As Eve skipped off to her room. Echo and Erik stared at eachother for a few seconds before Echo jumped up." Well I`m headed off to bed…Have a goodnight Phantom of the Composers!"
Erik eyed her suspiciously as she went to her room closing the door. He stared at her bedroom door for a few more moments before finally turning to his music sheet as he tried to concentrate on composing, but the girl had made him paranoid as he would cast glances behind his shoulder. He had to admit that the girl was a frightening individual, not because of her appearance or act but because of her random attitude and her ways to be angry but unsettling calm, you never could tell what was going on in her head or what she was exactly feeling and to him that made her dangerous and scary. Erik sighed and waited for hours to pass until he grew restless. His thirst for her interesting type of music, had grown to the point where he thrived on it. Deciding she was usually asleep at this time he snuck to her room, Slowly opening the door. He saw her curled up in her blankets, breathing in her usually sleep pattern. He stared at her for amoment. He couldn`t help it. She looked so peaceful, gently and innocent when she slept. It was Angelic… despite her when she was a awake. He stopped his objective next to her on the stand. He quietly took a step foreward, but then it happened. As he stepped forward he stepped on the rat traps, causing them to go off and pinch his foot and ankle. He cursed loudly knocking his head into the empty pale that was hanging from the celing by the string, He cursed again holding his forehead and knocking into something else. it all happened very fast after that point but at the end you haqnd a very angry Phantom in pain and a evil girl laughing falling out of her bed. Erik was not only soaked head to toe, with mouse traps stuck on him, but he was covered in glue and feathers. He was absolutely seething mad. Echo could stop laughing as she gave him a smug look and smitk.:
"That teaches you to sneak in my room and take my Ipod, really if you wanted t you could have asked, I may have said no but at least you asked. Anyway here you go you deserve it now. Revenge is a bitch isn`t it? That teaches you not to beso rudse when I do something nice." Echo snickered. Erik slowly stared advancing towards her, his eyes flaming with anger. Echo stopped laughing and gulped not liking the look he was giving her. It looked like it was plan B, stop the Phantom long enough to make her escape. Quickly she chucked a pillow at him as hard as she could, hitting him square in the chest. She thenran from her room, dressed in herblace lace, night gown. She slammed her door closed quickly taking on of her lock picks and shoving it in the lock. It would only hold the door for so long. As she heard him struggling with the door. She despertly looked around and jumped in the lake half racing and swimming in the lake to fget out of the lair. Just as she was half way she heard Erik get the door open and curse coming after her. She finally reached the other side and up the stairs into a tunnel, not knowing whereit was going to take her, since it was dark. Though she had strangely always been able to see in the dark as well. She could Hear him coming. She looked for an escape and found it when she came to two tunnes.
She tore into the one on a right and once in their she stopped running catching her breath and pressing herself against the wall, staying silent as possible. She waited until she heard Erik go to the one in the left cursing before running again. She stumbled over things as she ran just trying to find a hiding place until maybe tomorrow when Erik would maybe have cooled off. So her plan hadn`t been the best idea ever. Oh well the man had get over it at some point. She finally started to walk shivering, as the cold tunnels started to take their toll, she rubbed her arms as she kept on walking, trying to figure out traps before she walked into them. Suddenly as she was walking she tripped the wrong way on a rock, her ankle making a xrack. She bit back the pain and cursed loudly holding her Ankle in pain. She looked around the dark tunnel and sighed. She knew she was stuck and in trouble. Now she had wished Erik had followed her into this tunnel and found her. It could be days or weeks, even years before he found her. She cursed and sniffled fighting back tears as she forced herself to lie down on the dirty, hard, cold tunnel floor. For once she had regretted what she had done. She sighed and closed her eyes and held herself as she listened to the deathly silent tunnel with only hearing rats. She was officially screwed
"Infuriating, stubborn, evil, insolent, Witch!" Erik hissed as he made his way back to the lair. He had spent the whole nght searching for the ungrateful girl. He was not easily one to forgive after pulling a stunt like that. She had to be punished! He grumbled as he pulled feathers off of him reaching his lake. He growled and take off his coat, vest, cravat and shirt soiled with feathers and glue. He looke around before taking off his mask to quickly was and scrub the feathers and glue away. She had ruined his mask! His wig was hopeless, he would have too dispose of it and use his second wig, once her reached the lair. He opted to swin back in order to get as much of the feathers off as he could, slipping bac k his shirt on just in case Eve was awake he didn`t need her hanging on him right now. Knowing echo she had probably rounded back and came back. She better run when he got there for she was going to suffer, He would have his revenge. As he got closer however he heard sobbing. He frowned as he reached the lair reaching the shore. As soon as he got out. Eve came running out of the rom. Erik did a double take. Her blonde hair was… was pink! He stared at her speechless. Eve raged." Where is she? THAT LITTLE VIXEN! Do you see my hair? DO YOU? IT`S FRIGGIN PINK! I will kill her! After all I did I even helped her get you back and this is how she repays me?"
"You helped her do this to me?" Erik growled. Eve stopped and blinked nervously backing up." Uh I just helped her get what she needed I didn't` know she was going to get you that badly… Don`t change subjects! Where is she?" Her shierks almost rivaling the same annoyance as Carlotta`s. Erik frowned at the riduclous looking girl letting her go for now. " I spent all night chasing her but then lost her, I thought she rounded back and came here?"
"No! I woud have none for she would have been dead!" Eve hisses but then stops and frowns, instantly worried." Oh no, what if she fell into one of your traps! I don`t want her dead literary, because frankly I can`t kill her but still! What if she is hurt! What if she has been kidnapped! Erik you have to find her!"
" Calm yourself madamosielle, your friend may be stupid fordaring to defile me in this way, but she is smart enough to find her way back. " Erik sighs. But Eve doesn`t stop and shakes him wildly, screeching." FIND HER!"
"Evelyn! Control yourself woman! I will find Miss Echo and bring her back after I change. She is in no harm, I would have known if one of my traps had been sent off, and none have, therefore she hasn`t fallen into a trap. She may have in fact reached the Opera house and may be roaming in the Opera house." Erik snapped stopping her. Eve pouted but nodded before looking at her pink hair sniffling." My beautiful hair… pink… it`s pink… I must wash it repeatedly!"
Eve rushes to the lake throwing her head in and getting started. Erik sighs shaking his head as he goes to his room, changing into dry clothes switching wigs and masks. As he changes he thinks of effective ways to get back at that little insane devil. Though he had to admit she was better than he had expected. A clever, cunning, girl. He couldn`t help but to admire that. He cursed himself as he stomped out of his room. No! He wasn`t suppose to be fascinated by it, He was suppose to be furious, fuming! He sighed and grumbled as this time he took his boat and took his time. After all he wasn`t going to run to find the insolent, insane girl.
He started where he had left of, taking the right tunnel instead of he left. Perhaps the Girl had been smart enough to make hm think she ran into the left tunnel last night. A mistake he didn`t usually make. As he walked into the right tunnel he started to call out her name." Echo? Echo?"
He sighed and grabbed a torch. This girl was more trouble than it was worth. He would have just left her, but it would mean he would be stuck with The annoying hangy one by himself and at least Echo could keep her in check and be less annoying at some times. As he walked now in strides down the tunnel a form a couple feet in front of him made him stop. He looked at the form, dressed in a black night gown and immeditalty knew who it was. Why had she fallen asleep on the Dirty, cold floor? But as he inspected her form, he notced how swollen her ankle was. He sighed, as he studied it. Whether it was twisted or broken he couldn`t tell until he could fully check it in good light. He glanced back up at Echo`s face, she seemed to be knocked out cold. He set down the torch and easily lifted her into his arms bridal style, letting her head fall against his chest. He was surprised about how light she weighed. Snow that he had found her in the state she was in. He suppose he could hold off on the punishment, for a bit. As he reached the lake and set her in the boat, he studied her once again, She was like an Angel of Night, with her black wavy hair with fading blond in her eyes and fanned out. Her long thick eyelashes brushing her cheek bones.
He shook his head sighing, She was also too beautiful in her own way, for her own good. As he finally reached hs lair he picked her back up. Eve came out of her room and gasped loudly."Is she okay?"
" Quiet! She had done something to her ankle, leave me to take care of it." Erik snaps. Eve pouts but stomps back to her room, to do, lord who knows what. Erik takes her too her room, gently laying her down on the swan bed. He went to get the needed supplies and came back pulling up a chair and removing his Jacket , cravat, vest and gloves to do his work. He first feels her warm swollen ankle and watches her face as Echo moans in her sleep. He figured that was a sign she was in pain. As he gently became to examine her leg, he resulted back to hs book of medical issues and finally came to the discussion it was badly twisted. She would have to stay off it for at least 2 weeks. He wrapped her ankle properly and placed a cold rag upon itl As he stood to leave he paused as he watched her face. He wondered how soft her skin really was. Slowly he allowed his fingers to touch her cheek and brush her hair back. Indeed her skin was smooth as a new born, her hair feeling like the softness of a cloud. He stared at her amazed and slowly withdrew his hand, pulling the black lace curtains down to hide her from view. He frowned a bit as he studied her. What was he feeling towards this girl? Maybe the feeling of finally friendship? He couldn`t lie that he wasn`t transfixed and amazed by her. For she was indeed like no one he had every met. N all he never really wanted that wild fire that burned within her to burn out, for that is what he liked the most about her. She kept him on his toes and both of the girls made him realize how much he actually wanted company, even theirs. Maybe the girls had indeed started to grow on him over the few weeks. He sighed and left the room placing back on his things and going back to his room, to get the much needed sleep he had been deprived of last night.