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Memories
By : Artigami
Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het
Views: 1612 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Erik stood watching from his hiding place as he watched the young woman with Christine and Raoul enter the Opera house, he watched the young woman turn pale and then look up to where he was hiding. He stiffened and memories came flooding back to him of the past, He had found her crying near her dead father and she was but 5 years old but how could she remember that long ago from the past? He had seen how her eye’s seemed very dull and her hair cut ragged noting that she had suffered much worse then he had expected, his heart ached to hold her and promise her dreams with no nightmares in it. A frown marred his face and a thought came unbidden into his mind, what if she had come back to solve the murder of her father? He’d have to get to her when she was alone and prove his innocence, for he had seen the murder and was a witness perhaps he could help her track the killer down. Erik stood up and disappeared into the shadows that were his home and domain, he returned to his room and anxiously planned to see the young woman once more in his life but he had to avoid Raoul and Christine’s presence.He heard voices up above and heard a door shut knowing it was Christine’s dressing room; He walked his destination the mirror that he once took Christine through when she had first sung on stage. He reached it and peered into the room and saw the woman laying on the couch asleep but he knew better that she had been shocked to come back to the opera house and fainted, seeing that no one else was there he slid the mirror back and entered the room quietly so that no one would hear him. He walked to the door and locked it gently using the same actions as he had done with Christine once before, he kneeled beside the young woman and gathered her into his arms. She was so light and so fragile in his arms and she never stirred when he picked her up, his heart was breaking just looking at her pale face, just then he heard a knock at the door and noticed someone tried to open it. Erik for once panicked and rushed behind the mirror sliding it back into place then fled with the woman back down to his domain, he stood before the boat and gently laid her in it and then started rowing the boat to his room.When he finally reached the stairs he picked the woman up and walked to his bed where he gently laid her down as she choked on a sob as Erik kneeled beside her and placed his hand on her forehead as she calmed down and turned on her side and slept fitfully. He whispered, “What is you’re name little one?” As if she knew what he was saying she murmured in her sleep, “Madelyn...” Erik smiled and whispered, “Do not fear Madelyn, I wish you no harm” He stood and walked to his organ as he sat down and started playing a gentle tune singing along also. He stopped after awhile and covered the Organ with a sheet as he got up and started pacing the room wondering if what he had done was right, He knew Madelyn should know the truth. But she hadn't woken up and he was worried, He would have to let Christine know that he had returned to the Opera house to live once more. But he knew Raoul would be done after him and possibly kill him, No it was an insane notion and one he would not carry out. God After all those year's Christine was still beautiful and he wondered if she still had the voice of an Angel, He hadn't heard her sing in year's and he had hidden away to listen since the Opera season had begun again.
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