I don't know how to do the weird symbols for the word Deja Vu. Forgive me. :)

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Chapter 18-Deja Vu

Erik pushed through the large crowd of people looking for Christine. He was knocking bags from people's hands and practically throwing them against the nearby buildings to get by; he didn't care what happened, he had to find Christine. "Christine!" he yelled without caring who looked or who heard. There was no sign of the woman he loved though. "Christine!" He put his face in his hands and fell to his knees in tears.

"Sir?" Erik didn't even bother to look up. "Sir?" he felt a push on his shoulder. Angry, Erik finally glanced up to see a police officer standing there looking pissed. "I'm going to have to ask you to calm down."

Erik was about to throw him to into a glass shop window, but then it happened. Not too far away, he heard a scream. He recognized it immediately to be that of Christine's. "Christine!" He yelled as he pushed the officer aside to run to the aide of the woman he would gladly die for.

"Sir!" the police officer exclaimed. Erik wasn't paying attention though; he turned onto a deserted street when he saw her. Audrey had Christine on the ground biting into her neck.

"Get away from her!" Erik ordered with powerful authority. Audrey didn't have enough time to obey though. He had thrown her into the wall causing the bricks behind her to crack. A glint of terror crossed her eyes, but it was soon replaced by anger.

"Bstard," she yelled before turning around and pinning him against the wall. "You lose again! Look at her she's dying!" Audrey laughed. Erik squirmed underneath her grip, but instead of letting him go she dug her long, slender fingers into his shoulders.

"No," he groaned in pain. Reluctantly, he raised his arms to her neck and squeezed as hard as he could.

Audrey didn't falter though. Instead, she dug her fingers deeper into his shoulder. Erik did not make a sound; he only squeezed her long neck harder and harder. Suddenly, Audrey smiled her worst yet. She lifted her knee and kicked Erik exactly where it hurt the most, and before he was able to fall to the ground Audrey grabbed his head and slammed it against the wall. The brick cracked and crumbled from the force. He moaned in pain. "Doesn't this seem familiar? You on the ground in pain, the woman you care about dying? It seems vaguely familiar to me," she laughed. She knelt beside him and caressed the ridges of his mask. "Let us see how my dear Erik has changed," she mocked. Then Audrey ripped off his mask revealing his horrible face. Even she gasped a little when seeing it. "You haven't changed a bit," Audrey laughed.

Drops of blood poured down Erik's face. He couldn't move from the pain, his vision was blurry, and he knew he was losing. Audrey had weakened him; she could kill him in a second. He had failed Christine, just like he had failed before. His eyes closed.

He remembered the day so well…

"Erik?" Erik opened his eyes to see Claire looking over him regret was easily seen in her eyes. "Sit up Erik," she instructed remorsefully.

Erik sat up, but as he did the whole world seemed to move with him. Things seemed more focused. Amazed, he examined his surroundings. They were in a small room. There was a window covered to keep the sun out. There were dirty clothes, rotten wood, old books scattered everywhere. In the corner a mouse nibbled at a piece of old bread. He had to look twice though, because it seemed like he could see each hair on the mouse, he could see the words on the pages of old books even if they were across the room, and he could hear the beating of the mouse's heart, and of other mice scattered across the building and in the walls. "Why did you let her do it?"

His attention turned to Claire. "Why did I let her do what? And who's her?"
Erik asked dumfounded.

She laughed. "Are you a fool? Don't you not notice a difference?" she ranted.

"I don't understand," he said.

"Your vision, your hearing it's better? Surely you've already noticed these?" she continued.

"Yes," was his simple answer.

"She's turned you!" she yelled in his face.

"Turned me to what?" Erik questioned getting more confused by the second.

"A monster…" Claire answered quietly.

Erik's heart churned. "What?"

"You're one of us now! A blood sucking monster!" she yelled in almost what seemed like shame.

Erik couldn't say anything. "Erik I know you didn't know. I know it'll take many more years for you to completely understand, but Audrey has killed you! She's taken the God given thing called life from your body!"

"Claire you're scaring me," Erik replied. She sighed.

Just then door to the room busted open. "Claire, what an unpleasant surprise," Audrey remarked as she entered. She smiled as she turned to Erik, "And there's the new addition to the family."

"Did you even tell him what he was getting into?" Claire asked.

Audrey ignored her. "I don't think Erik cares much. How do you feel sweetie?" She walked over to him and took his hands.

"Fine," he answered. "In fact I feel a little better then fine," he put in.

"Answer my question you terror!" Claire demanded.

"Claire, darling, please remember whom you're talking to," Audrey said without even looking at her. Her eyes and attention were focused on Erik.

"Answer me!" Claire ordered. She ran toward Audrey and pushed her around to look in her red eyes.

"How dare you touch me?" Audrey hissed.

"Why don't you actually look me in the eye then?" Claire replied, anger in her eyes.

"Claire why don't you get your caring self and get out of here before something bad happens?"

"You didn't tell him did you? You took his life away from him without him even knowing!" Audrey's answer was her hand around Claire's neck.

"You remember whom you're talking to! Besides I don't recall you spilling our secrets either. It seems Miss Innocent is exactly so innocent after all!" she said as she lifted the woman in the air with one hand.

"Audrey stop it!" Erik pleaded.

"Shut up Erik!" she ordered.

Erik couldn't though when he heard Claire's gasps for help. "You're a fool Claire! A down right fool!" Audrey tormented.

"You're killing her Audrey!" he screamed. Quickly, he ran to stop her, but with her one hand she was able to easily push him away sending him tumbling through the wall of the room.

"No Erik, this is killing her," Audrey remarked as she walked to the black cloth covering the window still holding Claire by the neck. "Goodbye Claire," she whispered as she lifted the cloth and pushed Claire into the sunlight.

Confused, Erik watched. "Ahhh!" Claire screeched in pain. The skin on her bones turned blood red as it disappeared from her body in smoke. Soon all that was there was the skeleton of the woman he possibly loved, and after that there was only a small pile of dust in the shape of a person.

"You defy me and die Erik," Audrey simply said as she left Erik completely confused.

A tear made his way down Erik's face. It was the day Claire died, in the way that Erik soon discovered was the most painful way a vampire could die. He also soon learned that the life of a vampire was no life at all. It was living, but still being dead. It was torture for anyone even if they didn't know it. No sunlight, no friends, no life. Then he didn't even know what he, Claire, and Audrey were, but he had gotten revenge for Claire eventually, and now he'd do it again for his precious Christine. He would die before he'd let Christine become a vampire, which was exactly what would happen to her if he didn't fight back.

"Not again," he whispered. Slowly, he got to his knees. He was weak from a loss of blood, and his head was turning.

Audrey turned from Christine back to Erik. "Oh you're going for another try." She walked confidently back to Erik ready to strike, but Erik was ready too.

As fast as he possibly could, he grabbed her head and slammed it into the brick wall as hard as he possibly could. The brick cracked underneath the force once more and Audrey fell to the ground defeated. "Btch," he said smiling at her unconscious body on the ground.

"Oh my God!" Erik turned to see Raoul above Christine's body. "What have you do..ne?" his voice trailed off when he saw Erik's face. "My God," he murmured.

Erik ignored the usual reactions to his face and ran straight for Christine. "Get away from her!" Raoul got in the way before Erik could get close. He had to look away from Erik's face. "You will not touch her," he ordered. He slipped a stake out from his pocket.

"You think I did this?" Erik argued.

Raoul didn't even answer. He went to Christine's aid making sure that Erik kept a safe distance. "Christine wake-up, wake-up!" he patted her face a little, but she was out cold. "Oh God," he panicked as he got a cell phone out.

"Phil call Smith right now! I need him immediately," Raoul yapped into his cell phone.

Erik ran to Christine. "Get away from her!" Raoul yelled.

"Christine wake up, oh God, please wake up," Erik pleaded. Her face was almost as pale is his, and blood was all over the ground and still dripping from the two holes in her neck. She had a faint heart beat but it only got fainter by the second. His anger was quickly replaced by sadness. A tear rolled down his revealed cheek as he cradled her limp head in his arms. "Please Christine, wake up," he cried as he removed a gentle curl from her beautiful face. "Please."

In his sadness, he forgot about Raoul, and he only had a moment to get away from his lunging stake. "I told you to get away from her," Raoul said fiercely.

"Why would I hurt her?" Erik yelled angrily. He wasn't in the mood for fighting.

"Because that's just what you do," Raoul replied anger and sadness was clear in his voice as he prepared to fight Erik.

Erik regarded that look for a second. He recognized those eyes, that face, and his courage from one of his victims. Erik gulped. "Listen this just isn't the time for revenge Mr. DeChagny," Erik said softly. "I'm sorry for what I did to you," Erik apologized.

"What in the hell are you talking about?" Raoul hissed not lowering his stake for a second.

Erik didn't have the time to answer though. Soon an ambulance came speeding in. Only then did Raoul lower his stake to pick up the limp Christine.

Erik quickly got away. Surely friends of Raoul did not want to see him, but he would see Christine soon if it was the last thing her ever did.