Disclaimer: I dont own anything that is Phantom of the Opera. Except Luna
Luna's POV
I awoke to the sound of voices. It was still night as I could see the moonlight dance across the blankets and sheets. I sat up and saw Christine singing to a man obscured by mist in the mirror. The only details I could get of him were his black clothing and a porcelain white mask that adorned the right side of his face. He sang with a familiar tone and he reached out his hand for Christine. 'Tell me she's not that stupid to go with him' I thought. Christine made to reach out with her hand.' Obliviously she is'. With quick haste I grabbed a pillow and shot it at Christine to grab her attention to stop her. It hit her dead target and she looked back at me her stupitidy spell seeming to be quickly glanced at the mirror to see the man gone and then looked at me with a look of loathing before storming at me like a wild man. "How could you do that you stupid buffoon" hissed Christine as she was careful not to wake Meg. I looked downward at my palms trying not to look at her. When I refused to look up she grabbed the collar of my nightgown and shook me. I looked at her pleading with my eyes as I could not with my voice as I was a mute. She looked directly in my eyes before her features relaxed. I let out a silent breath of relief before I felt the side of my face stinging. She slapped me. I looked at her wide eyed as she began to beat me. Her blows slowed and she let go of my dress before storming into the conservatory. I quickly made heed with rushing out the room not wanting to be in her presence once more. I ran not really knowing where I was going. I ended up near the stage. It seeming hunting as there was no form of life in the room.I needed to get away so a soft tune filled my head as I danced in my nightgown. I twirled and spinned and danced until my legs hurt. I rested for a while before getting up again. I wandered a bit before I felt someone grab me roughly from behind and mush a cloth smelling of something sickly sweet and chemical over my nose and mouth before my world went black.
The Phantoms POV
That blasted woman ruined my plan. I hoped that she a Meg would not wake when I took Christine. She distracted Christine and I decided hide myself once again from both Christine and Luna. I watched as a look of hatred adorns Christine's sweet face making her look wicked and shrewd. I watch her manhandle the wretched girl and hit her. What was going on what was this thing that was making my sweet Christine abuse the mute girl? Christine's eyes burning the same way the gypsies that beat me and locked me in cages did. I watched with horror as Christine roughly released the girl before storming off in a connected room. Disgust and bile filled my stomach as I watched this devil in disguise of an angel leave I then turned my eyes to the girl on the bed who looked broken. She quickly scuffled out of the bed and made her way out of the room with haste. I followed her throughout the opera house until she came into the grand room. She looked terrified and lonely. She walked unto she seemed to stop in the middle of the stage and a silent tune played in her head as she danced. Her night gown hugged her curves during her dance even slipping up enough to show her creamy thighs. She danced as if she were a sin. A siren sent to capture to the deepest desires of a men. As her danced became faster and more graceful. My arousal grew. Any thought I had of Christine were officially gone as I watched with desire as the little ballerina danced. I had to have her she needed to be mine. As soon as she finshed and began to wander I quickly swooped down and pressed a chlorafoam cloth against the beautys face watching her eyes panic before she drifted into darkness and slouched against my body. I relished her soft body against my body before I picked her up and took her to my lair way below the opera house and where I intended to keep her to myself. I made my way down the passages with Luna in my arms until we came across the gondola were I gently laid her before rowing to my domain. I picked her up and took her into the bedroom and gently laying her down in the silk sheets of the swan bed. I admired her beauty before standing up a pulling the black cord and watching a see through black curtain enveloped the bed were the sleeping beauty slept.
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