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Music of the Night: The Phantom of the Opera Returns (Guile & Melody)

Raoul indeed heard his enemy's voice. It was the same voice that had stolen his wife from him and spawned something worse, a child. He kept moving, not wanting to meet this being that he despised, until finally, collapsing from exhaustion. He lay there, not caring if he died. He had nothing left. He didn't have any love for Christine or that brat anymore. Meanwhile, the mother and child waited by the door, Catherine searching out into the rainy night. "Please be safe." She whispered to herself. Christine stroked the girl's hair. "Do not worry."
 
The Phantom continued on, calling out for the vicomte, until he tripped over something in the street. The rain was falling harder now and he had to wipe the rain out of his eyes several times before he could squint just enough to see that it was indeed the vicomte lying on the ground. "Vicomte!" He called out to him, against the shrill screeching of the blowing wind in his ears. He got onto his knees beside the vicomte and shook him, waiting to get a response. "Raoul!" He yelled again.
 
"Drop...me...please." Raoul whispered, barely speaking, not wanting to live anymore. "Please, show mercy and kill me." He tried to pull away. " Christine needs you and wants you far more than she needs me." He looked at the masked man with envy and anger, but was too weak to show it. "Please, kill me and leave me to die." Christine was beside herself with grief, alone in the darkness of the catacombs of the Phantom's home.
 
"I can't do that, vicomte...you know I can't. You know as well as I that Christine loves you. And Catherine...she was horribly upset that you had gone." He paused for a second, not wanting to admit this. "She even referred to you as 'father'." Ignoring Raoul's protests he stood and picked up the vicomte with difficulty and began carrying him back to where Christine and Catherine waited in suspense.
 
Raoul still tried to fight, but he was far too weak for the Phantom. "Why won't you show mercy? Isn't that how you live now, sir?" He choked on his own vomit at the thought of Christine leaving him. "She must stay with you. They both must stay. You can love them far better than I can. To be honest, I want to thank you for both of them." With that, he passed out in the man's arms. Upon hearing the gate rise again, Christine spotted her husband and embraced him, kissing him even though vomit touched her lips. Catherine sat on the bed, her guilt consuming her to no end.
 
As the Phantom listened to Raoul he kept on walking, trying to ignore the vomit. "I can't kill anymore...I am sorry vicomte." And he truly was. He knew what it felt like to want to die, but he could not be the one to kill him. He was through with killing. The Phantom was astounded to hear Raoul thank him, but wouldn't have known how to respond if the man hadn't passed out in his arms. When he entered, carrying Raoul, through the gate he allowed Christine a moment with Raoul before carrying him over and lying him gently on the floor. "He fainted," he explained to Christine breathlessly. It was hard work carrying a limp body such a distance.
 
"My poor Raoul." Christine smiled as she touched his lips with her finger, confused as ever as to who she wanted to be with. She spotted his hand, ringless and pale. "I cannot choose between the love of my childhood and the of my child." She wept. "He has no feelings for me anymore. Where is his ring?" She asked the Phantom.
 
The Phantom's heart ached for her and he bowed his head as she wept. He knew he had been causing her pain and now this is where it would all come out. He looked up, surprised, at the vicomte's ringless hand. He hadn't noticed it before, but it was indeed gone, just as Christine had said. He looked at her, barely able to stand seeing those tears in her eyes, and confessed, "I don't know, Christine. I...didn't even know it was missing." He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and inched a bit closer to her, though he couldn't bring himself to hold her close to him - this was why she was upset. He didn't want to cause her heart to ache anymore than it already did.
 
Their daughter's eyes were wide with horror as she laid her head on the bed and the pillow over her ears and face. "It's my fault! I should never have come here in the first place! Raoul would still love my mother if I never came back here that day!" She screamed yet again. Christine still wept and reached to pull her lover closer. "My friend, it is not your fault. I should never have come back after I left."
 
The Phantom's heart was torn. He wanted to comfort his daughter, but Christine held onto him and he couldn't leave her either. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, as if by holding her he felt he could take the pain away from her and put it into him - he wished it were that easy. "It is not your fault either," he whispered in her ear, trying to calm her, "how could you have known I was here?" He had never felt more guilty in his life. "It is my fault...I am so sorry. If I could take it back...make him love you again...I...I'm so sorry." He stammered to get his words out, but he really didn't know what to say. He loved her and wanted her to love him and only him. But, he knew that was unfair. She was married to Raoul and he had helped raise her child. Of course she loved him...and she deserved to be loved back. All he wanted was to take the pain away from her, but he didn't know how, and that hurt him worse than anything.
 
Christine reached up to her teacher and desperately wanted to kiss him to prove that she loved him still. She removed his mask and kissed him. "Please don't make me choose. I love you and I am yours." She pulled his arms around her and placed them on her bottom, where she felt he wanted to have them other than her face. "I want to be a family again, with you and Catherine. I want to make our music again."
 
The Phantom winced as she took his mask off, but when she kissed him he relaxed. His body quivered under her kiss, and he kissed her back happily, pulling away long enough to tell her "I love you so much..." with a smile. His face reddened when she took his arms and placed them on her bottom, but he let her do as she pleased. He nodded happily, tears streaming down his face, as she talked of being a family again. "I love you, Christine. I'll do anything you ask me to." He added, "I've always dreamed of having a family with you. You've made me the happiest man alive, my dear." He placed his lips on hers again, his tears running down and making the kiss taste salty.
 
Catherine rolled her eyes as she watched this. "Could you at least wait until I leave the room!?" She asked, utterly embarrassed. What would become of Raoul? Would she have to live down here from now on? She had no problem with this, but why was her mother making such a quick decision? To spite Raoul? Were they truly over? She sighed. What's done is done. Christine didn't let go for a whole five minutes. Her lips weren't on his, but anywhere else. This was Catherine's cue to drag Raoul to safety and leave her parents to adult business.
 
The Phantom smiled through her kiss at Catherine's remark, though he was a little busy and couldn't respond. He didn't notice her dragging Raoul off to leave them alone, he was too lost in Christine by then. He let her kiss him wherever she wanted, while he held her close and ran his fingers through her hair. When she finally pulled away he placed his lips on her neck and kissed her multiple times. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt this happy, this loved. She felt so good under his touch and he couldn't keep his lips off of her, or conceal how he was feeling at the moment.
 
As things escalated, Christine fell deeper under the Phantom's spell. Making soft noises as she kissed the Phantom, she pulled away and led him to bed, where things would escalate further behind closed curtains. Catherine dragged Raoul through the water and through the gate, and onto a horse, finally walking quickly and quietly back to the surface world. "They're....together." she huffed when she finally made it. "It's the end for Raoul, right?" She whispered. "No, it's a beginning for my united family!" She flopped to the ground and passed out herself.
 
The Phantom followed her to bed, not realizing that Catherine was struggling back up to the surface with Raoul. When all was finished, the Phantom lay beside Christine, holding her in his arms and kissing her softly. "I love you," he whispered to her quietly between kisses. As the silence of the night overtook them and they lay there, the Phantom let his mind wander to the future - he wondered what it would bring. All he could see was pure happiness: waking up every morning next to Christine, seeing their daughter's smiling face, and making music once again with the love of his life. He hoped that his visions were right, but who could know for sure?
 
Christine grinned. "How could you ever doubt me?" She kissed him passionately. Sitting up and covering herself, she ran her hands through her hair. "I love you so much." She thought of the party and how angry people would be that the De Chagney family had just left without a word. "I must return. I have an appointment with the management." She dressed herself, with a glance at the wardrobe. "Is it still there, Master?" She struggled to zip up the neck.
 
The Phantom smiled at her before getting out of the bed himself and dressing once again. He hated to see her leave, but he knew she certainly had a life above and he would never keep her from living it to the fullest. "Of course, my darling." He said in response to her having to leave, before walking over to her and helping her zip up the neck of her dress and placing a quick kiss on her lips. At her question he was confused momentarily, but when he realized she was glancing at the wardrobe his face reddened a bit. "Uh, yes." He cleared his throat nervously. "It is, indeed, Christine."
 
"That's wonderful, you should save it." She didn't want to add if I decide to stay here. "I meant that it is a very lovely dress." Once again, she waded through the water and went through the gate to the world above. "Will I see you tonight in Box Five?" She asked, calling over her shoulder and praying that he would be there beside her. "You still need to be there, even though I'm not in the theater anymore. Be there for your student." She smiled to herself, rubbing her stomach in private and praying.
 
The Phantom was a little taken aback by her suggestion on the dress. "I-I will, Christine." He told her, a smile forming on his lips again. He watched her go, then call to him over her shoulder. "Of course!" He called back. "I'll be there. I wouldn't miss it for the world." He promised.
 
Satisfied with the Phantom, Christine found herself in the foyer, dabbing at Raoul's face with a wet cloth. "Good, you're awake." She smiled at him. "All three of us were worried to death." Raoul smiled up at her. "Just promise me that you're going to be safe and happy with the decision of whom you take as a husband." Christine stopped her work and nodded, then kissed him once again. "Thank you." She wanted her angel of music more than anything right now. "Mama, does this mean that I can sing again?" Catherine cut in. Her mother pat her head. "Yes, sweetie." Edward walked in, searching for the girl. "There you are." He hissed. "Why did you humiliate me yesterday?" Catherine didn't answer.
 
The Phantom paced back and forth for a few moments with a smile plastered on his face as he thought about how his life was turning around for the better. Finally, he would be happy. He looked around his place and shook his head. He spent the next few minutes picking up as much glass as he could, cutting himself accidentally a few times, and placing it in a pile to throw out later. The next few hours he dedicated to cleaning the room - a small start at cleaning up his home. He wondered what time it was and, not wanting to be late to the show, he headed up to the world above. He went instinctively to box five and looked out over the box at the crowd filling up the House. He smiled at this and his thoughts wandered to Christine and Catherine. He decided he would find them before the show began this time, so he went back out of his personal box and made his way around looking for them. When he finally found them, the first thing he noticed was Edward talking to Catherine, and he began to feel sick to the stomach.
 
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Edward yanked on her arm. "You will answer your future husband when he asks you a question!" Catherine let out a yelp like a puppy being kicked. Elizabeth tried to pull Edward off, but he didn't budge. "I said answer me, you wh***!" He hit her again. Christine couldn't hear anything just yet, she was surrounded by people practicing and fumbling to remember their parts and help with the scenery. Elizabeth was ready to punch Edward's lights out as she heard the girl start crying. "I-I-I'm sorry!" He kicked her to the ground, bent down, grabbed her by the hair and hissed in her ear. "Remember, you are in hot water. My father owns this house and he could end your career..." she nodded helplessly.
 
The Phantom couldn't bare to see Catherine being abused like this. Despite all the people around, he had to stop this now. He ran up to Edward, grabbed his shirt from behind, and ripped him away from Catherine. He turned the boy around to face him, placed his hands on his shoulders and dug his fingers into the boy while he hissed menacingly into his ear. "Don't you ever touch my daughter again. I don't want to see you even speak to her again. Do you hear me?" What he wanted to do was beat the life out of him, but he couldn't - he was too young, and the Phantom knew he would kill Edward if he started something like that. "I don't care who your father is - if you so much as look at her again I will blind you. Do you understand?" He threatened before shoving him off in the opposite direction and kneeling down to Catherine, placing a protective arm around her as he helped her to her feet.
 
Elizabeth backed all the way into the corner as she mouthed Opera Ghost. Catherine nodded and put her finger to her lips to silence her best friend, even though the child said nothing. Christine and Raoul hurried over as soon as they saw the dark figure swoop down upon something, but they saw nothing more. With the Phantom's arm and part of his cape hiding the child, it was hard for them to make out what or who she was. When they did, Raoul asked for her arm. She showed it. "Do you believe me now, Raoul?" She asked quietly as she hid it from view once more and wrapped herself into the warm embrace of a cape. Raoul and Christine shared a look and each sat next to her. "I am sorry. I should have protected you." Raoul spoke softly as well.
 

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