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Rigeletto	By : hollilia Category: M through R > Phantom of the Opera, The Views: 1887 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Okay, while cleaning out my old computer, I found this. I wrote it a little while ago, and actually think its a good idea. I’d need some info though, on your opinion. I have this and another chapter, and if you think its a good idea, review or email me and tell me so. If not, then I wont bother. I have a lot on my plate, and writing a story no one wants will just... infuriate me.

Love and hellfiery days of doomishness

Hollilia

Prologue

Once upon a time, a long time ago, their lived a beautiful Princess. After her conception, it is said that one hundred fairies of the Relms came to bestow gifts upon her. So it was no surpirse, that when she was born, she was blessed with extrodinary beauty and the sweetest and most innocent disposition. The Young Princess the most gorgeous thick curly hair, the color of beautiful mahogany. Her eyes were the brightest blue eye dreamed up by nature. Her skin was pale, luminescent and silky, iridescent in its entirety. She was tall, but not too tall, with a form that would make the goddesses weep in envy.

The girl was dubbed Christine Daae at birth, but most only knew her as My lady. From the age of six, adorable in her christening gown, she was fought over by the most courageous and handsome of princes, by the powerful, by the rich, and neigh kidnapped every other week. She escaped from these adventures within a few hours completly unharmed and charmingly rosy cheeked. Her innocence was so that no man could bear to bring himself to sully it.

Then, from far in the east came a man, rumored to have descended directly from the Gods. Dark of hair, resplendent in build, aristocratic in stature and well-looked upon by his peers. All traits shared with at least a few men of the court, but most admirable, was his determination. Most awe-inspiring, was his voice. A voice of angels, of sweet seraphims and the choirs of heaven. Lady Christine was naught but twelve at the time, and the handsome prince nearing his twenties. The moment he saw her he was filled with a desire to have her. And when she began to sing for the celebration, he knew she was meant for him.

Unfortunately, at that time his father, a poweful and just king of a mighty land, was called to war. As a good son should he left the young Princess and went to help his father.

It was then disaster struck.

In the midst of their victory, The Prince’s father was struck down and he came at once to his rescue. Holding his dying father in his embrace on the bloody battlefield, he didn''t see the soldier, nor did he see the enchanted blade until it was too late. His enemies son was a sorcerer and with his last dying breath he heafted the sword above the Prince’s head. With one slash, the Magic set in.

The Prince was cursed. Half his handsome face, once so alive with hope and arrogance and youth, was savagely marred. Red blistered skin, touched by the hells of Fire itself, burned by the inferno in the Pit. He cried out once, and never again.

As the years past, the Prince became broody, and he allowed the hideousness of his face to pollute his soul. He spent years delving into dark arts, waging war after war. It seemed as if he was intent upon his own distruction. But the curse would not give him such an easy release as death, and he found no peace in the bloodlust, no companionship in the scarred wounds of others and their widows and orphans. Finally he gave up this misadventure, returning to his home to live out the rest of his existence.

The Princess, now a blossoming eighteen, forgetting the handsome prince of her youth was to be engaged to another. Her beauty was a legend, her innocence unmatched. It was at this time that Our Dark Prince heard of her egagment. He sent for her and, terrified of the anger of such a beast, her father willingly sent her. No tears could persuade the Princesses father to change his mind, no threats or pleading could desist him.

Dressed in her best and prepared to meet her doom, the Young beauty stepped inside the forbidding keep of the Monstrous Prince. What she found there was not at all what she expected at all. Angelic music drifted all around, echoed through the nearly empty abode. A voice beyond all description seduced and bewitched her to the tallest tower in the keep.

The Prince knew the Innocence of his victim, and knew nothing would change her mind if she saw his face immediently. He planned on befriending her, seducing her, persuading her to his favor, then revealing his monstrocity.

For, you see, this was the loophole to the sorcerer King’s curse. If he could get pure innocence to love him, to kiss the side of his face without fear, of their own free will, then the wretched curse would be lifted.

So, everyday she lived in his castle, pampered by invisible maids, butlers and general servants would attend her every whim. She dressed in the finest of silks, draped in gorgeous jewels and every night her mysterious Captor would sing for her and ask her to sing for him.

It came the day that Our Prince believed Christine was ready. He laid out the entire day, planned an intimate seduction. She couldn''t possibly hate him now, they''d grown too close. That very night he approached her in her bedchambers and after proclaiming his everlasting love, he showed her his face.

The scream ripped through the castle all the way to the Winter Lands.

Terrified, Christine fled from him, out the door and through the woods. The poor Beauty just could not take it, could not see beneath his ugliness at all. That night The Dark Prince was in a fury, and the music that poured out of his halls will haunt the villagers nightmares forever.

All was not over and done with, for no matter how her reaction, He still lived and remained cursed. Without the innocence Kiss he could not become normal again and that nagging fact festered like a wound. He began his travels, searching every town, every small hollow for something to stop him. Something to either kill him or heal him, he didn''t care. But something.

"-and They say even now Rigeletto wanders the earth, Darkened by terrible magic, and haunted by the face of the only woman he ever loved, searching for a way to end the curse." Meg finished in a true story-teller''s voice. She gently closed the old book and set it in her lap. The three triplets eyes were wide, their blankets bunched around their waists.

"Aunt Meg, do you believe Rigeletto is real, is out their, waiting for a kiss so he may return to his One True Love and Live Happily Ever After?" The blonde one asked eagerly, a blush heightening her cheeks. The other two looked at Meg, similar blushes staining their cheeks.

Meg snorted and tossed the red-bound book behind her.

"Horse-shit."
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