Erik had arrived back to his lair later than he thought he would. His carriage driver was not cooperating with him, and demanded Erik to lower his cape so he could see his face. Lets just say, the carriage won't be seeing anything for awhile.

He made his way to his lair, but was shocked to hear music fill his Opera House from his pipe organ. He knew it was Eleana who was playing the music, what shocked him was the song she was playing. She had chosen to select a song from his Don Juan Triumphant, Past the Point of No Return.

Not only was she playing the music, but she was singing it too. He walked into his lair standing not too far from Eleana, listening to her sing the lyrics Christine once sang two years ago.

Her singing was beautiful, but reminded him too much of Christine. It was almost unbearable to continue on listening, but Erik caught himself singing with Eleana before he could stop himself for the first time in two years.

Once the song had ended, he expected Eleana to say something...anything. But she just sat their with her back faced to him at loss of words. He tried to make a casual conversation, but she still did not speak. She wasn't even moving...did she stop breathing?

"Eleana are you okay?"

Erik had walked up to her, to see if she was alright. She looked as if she were trapped in a whole different dimension, only leaving her body behind. He placed his hand gently on her knee trying to get her attention. She than began to breath, taking deep breaths.

"Erik, I need to know something."

Erik was startled by this but then decided to let her ask what she must.

"And what is it you wish to know?"

Eleana didn't turn around nor did she move except for the movement of her breathing.

He waited patiently while he got up and got a glass of water for her; she looked like she was going to faint. He handed her the glass and she sipped it, then put it down.

"Christine."

The sound of her name sent an electric shock through out his body. Why couldn't he escape from the name. No matter what he did that name came creeping back into the depths of his lair.

"I want to know what happened that night Christine left. I want to know why she was kidnapped and the death of Count Philippe de Changy. And why the Opera house was burned down. I want to know why you call yourself a monster and a murderer."

Eleana had finally looked up at Erik once she finished speaking.

Erik didn't know what to do. Should he tell her the truth? Or should he tell her to leave? Why did she want him to relive his past which she told her father that was far from good? But most of all Erik wondered if she would leave him forever if he knew who he really was, the true monster of which he consumed.

"Please." Eleana begged once she noticed he was not going to answer.

She wanted to know. She wanted the truth and she was going to have to accept it or leave him forever. Scared to do so, Erik began to tell his past for what he oped would be the last time.

"It all began when two fools decided to run my theater."

Hours passed as Erik told his sob story. It was as he were reliving the past. He could see the chandelier, his Opera House, he could see himself listening to Christine's triumphant performance of Think of Me. He watched inside his mind as he lured Christine into his lair, telling her he was her Angel of Music. He brought Christine to his lair for the first time, and sang Music of the Night to her, trying to win her heart over. Then he remembered the horrific moment when Christine snuck up behind Erik and took off his mask. He relived growing jealous of Raoul and her love for him and not Erik. He watched as he snuck up to the top of the Opera House, watching Raoul and Christine get engaged and declaring war on them both. Then six months later he watched as people twirled around at the Masquerade Ball until Erik made his appearance forcing the Opera to perform his new Opera, Don Juan Triumphant. Then his duel with Raoul, and his second to last attempt to win Christine over at her fathers grave. He relieved singing with Christine on stage, The Point of No Return, and then kidnapping her in the middle of the performance, leaving with the sounds of screams, because Christine had took off his mask to reveal him to the whole world. How ashamed he was...how embarrassed he felt. He told her the the death of Raoul's brother Count Phillipe de Changy was an accident and nothing more. He explained how the Opera House had burned down because of him right after he kidnapped Christine. And as far as what was behind his mask, he told her no words could describe what he was hiding underneath.

He was not aware of the time, nor did he think Eleana was. She listened to every word he had to say, never once interrupting him or disapproving his behavior from the past. The past was the past, and Eleana seemed to think so too. Erik was dreading of telling her how it all ended, but he knew he had to sometime or another. Eleana waited until Erik had the strength to go on.

"So then I brought Christine to the dungeon of my black despair, the very you are sitting in now, trying to force her to marry me. I had a mob tracking me down, ready to kill me. Their was hatred everywhere, no kind words or compassion from anyone. Christine did not act like a coward but was not brave either, one thing was for sure, she didn't want to be held as a prisoner. I was so blind, I didn't even think of her being a prisoner, I just wanted her to love me."

Erik had to look away to tell the rest of the story, he didn't want Eleana to see a grown man, if that's what he was, cry.

"I tried to gain her pity, I told her how what lies under neath this mask earned my mothers fear and loathing. But she showed no pity, so I forced her to put on her wedding veil and her wedding ring. That's when she told me that I was scaring her, but not because of my deformity. I was pushing her away not because of the monster I am, but because of my insane actions.

"But then, just when I thought things could not get any worse, Christine's fiancee came after her. I'm sure you know him as Raoul de Changy. I was actually excited that he would come, I wanted revenge on him, I wanted him to know and feel the pain I have lived with every waking moment of my life, I wanted to kill him, more than I've ever wanted to kill anyone in my life.

"He pleaded me to free her, he told me he loved her and asked me if I had no compassion. All I had to say back was that the world showed no compassion to me. But then he thought I was harming her. Why would I harm someone I loved, someone who I thought was about to become my wife? I tied up Raoul right then and there, seconds away from ending his life. But then Christine told me she could no longer pity me, she could only hate me.

"I could care less at the point if Christine hated me, I just wanted her to be my wife, I wanted Raoul dead, and I wanted to start a new life with Christine. Raoul and Christine began to sing together about their love for one another. I had lost my temper once again and decided to threaten Christine. I asked her if she would end her days with me, or send her lover to his grave.

"After several minutes of arguing back and forth, Christine began to tell me I decieved her by making her choose between Raoul and myself. But she wanted to show me that I wasn't alone. That my face could not stop someone from loving me."

Erik couldn't bare to say what happened next, but Eleana wanted the truth, even if it was breaking Erik piece by piece.

"And then, she kissed me. My first kiss I have ever received. Not once did I ever receive a kiss from my mother or my father. And with that kiss, she showed me that it was possible someone could someday love me."

Erik felt a tear streak down his face. He tried his best to hide it from Eleana.

"So I let them go. I untied Raoul, let them use my boat and asked them to never come back. Christine gave me back her wedding ring, and that was the last time I saw her, the last time I ever felt her touch. She a lone could of made my soul take flight, but it's over now, the music of the night."

Erik got up from where he was sitting and walked around his lair trying to put all his thoughts out of his mind. He then walked over to his pipe organ stretching out his arms and leaning against it, with his head hanging down, silently weeping.

Eleana walked up to Erik and placed her hand hesitantly on his shoulder waiting for him to turn around. Once he did, Eleana embraced herself in his arms feeling such pity for him, wishing she had never asked him to tell her what really happened.

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea...I didn-" Eleana didn't know what else to say.

"The past is the past, it can not be changed, I have to learn except that she is gone. Forever."