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Kidnapped!	By : TrousersIntheSmallJars Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 2621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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
- 1-Kidnapped!
- 2-The search begins!
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Chapter 2-The Search Begins!
A/N- okay here is the second chap I hope you like. This will explain about what Raoul is doing. This is based on the 2004 movie version. I know Erik may seem a little non-caring here but he isn’t you’ll see in later chaps.

HERE IT IS!
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Raoul ran up the steps to the opera house, if he couldn’t get the police involved, he was going to need help even if it was from the man who had tried to kill him. Since it was late, no one was awake at the opera house. It was still smelled of smoke and soot from the fire but the renovations were coming along nicely. Raoul made his way to Christine’s old dressing room, he rememberd Christine saying something about a secret passage through the mirror. He stood in front of the mirror, trying to figure out how to get it open, he ran his fingers down the edges searching for a latch or an opening. He heard a click and slid the mirror open.
The hallway was dark, dusty, and damp. Raoul made his way down the hallway until he came to the lake, the boat was gone so he would have to walk through the water. He jumped into the lake and the water leveled at his knees but as he trudged on, the water rose to his thighs. He finally reached the grate to the Phantom's labyrinth. It was very disheveled with broken mirrors and music sheets scatterd everywhere. It was also empty or so it looked.
“Hello?” Raoul called out “Is anyone there?” Erik was sitting in his small office looking over some papers when he heard that boy’s voice calling out.
What could he possibly want? Erik thought as he stood up from his chair and made his way out to the outer part of the lair. He saw a very familliar sight, Raoul was standing on the other side of the grate with his hands grasping the bars.
“Vicomte, this is indeed an unparalleled delight." He said intentionaly repeating his words from that night. "I wasn’t expecting you so soon after our last meeting.”
“Please, Monsieur I need your help.” Raoul said, with such desperation that he was almost begging.
“What could you possibly need my help with, you have already stolen the love of my life. What more could you want?” Erik said turning his back on the boy he loathed so.
“Wait,” Raoul called after him to no avail and Erik kept on walking. "It is Christine. She has been kidnapped and I need your help finding her.” Erik stopped dead in his tracks and turned around slowly. Christine was kidnapped! He thought, he clenched his fists, anyone who hurt her would have consequences to pay.
“Why my help, tho? Why not go to the police?” Raoul, looked down.
“I can’t, if I do she will be in more danger, but I also can not find her alone.”
“How do you know this?” Erik asked with an inquiring look on his face.
“The kidnappers left a note, I have it here.” He said feeling for it in his pants. He found it and held it up for Erik to see. Erik let out a sigh of defeat.
“Very well, then.” He said as went to pull the lever that opend the portcullis. Raoul nervously made his way in, the grate closed behind him. “Come here.” Erik ordered with wave of his hand, motioning for Raoul to follow him to a small parlor. Raoul had never realized how big the labyrinth really was. Erik sat down in a leather armchair and motioned for Raoul to sit the identical one across from him. Raoul took his seat and handed the note to Erik.
“Here is the note they left. She was out for her usual late night ride around the grounds of the estate and when she did not come back when she usually does I began to worry and I went out to find her and...” Tears blurred Raoul’s vision, this was the first time he actually realized that he could lose Christine forever. Erik saw the raw emotion in his eyes. [i] This man truly loves her. [/i] He thought. “She was not there and I found the note.” Raoul’s words came between small sobs; he was trying to hold back. “You will be rewarded greatly for your services. I can assure you as soon as she’s safe-” Raoul said trying to cover the fear in his voice. Erik stopped him before he could finish.
“Monsieur Le Vicomte, I will not need any reward to help find he. In fact, I would have started searching for her the minute I heard she was missing if you had not come.” Erik said hiding all emotion in his voice, which had been a talent he had protected over the years of being the Opera Ghost. A small piece of hope gleamed in Raoul’s eyes as he lifted his head to meet Erik’s.
“Thank you, so much you have my undying gratitude.” Raoul stood up to shake his hand.
“Mousier-,” He realized he didn’t know the Phantom’s real name. Did he even have a name? Erik debated in his head if he should tell Raoul his name and finally came to a decision.
“Since we will be working together, you should know that my name is Erik.”
“Monsieur Erik then, thank you again.” Raoul shook his hand gratefully and turned to leave.
“Where are you going?” Erik asked as if Raoul where a small child leaving his parent’s side.
“I thought I should go home and get some rest, as should you, for it is very late and we need to make a good start in the morning.” Erik eyed him strangely.
“If we are going to find her anytime soon, we need to start work on a plan. Then we shall go back to your estate and I will examine the spot where she was taken from.” Raoul nodded and obediently sat back down in the chair and the foes began to work together as a team.
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Christine’s eyes slowly opened, as she let out a small moan. She was lying on a hay covered stone floor; she was obviously in a former stable no longer being used for its intended purposes. Her hands and feet were bound and she was lying on her side. The events of the night came rushing back to her. She had been kidnapped! Tears stung her eyes at thought of never being to see her beloved Raoul, ever again. The small door to the stable opened and a shadow of a large man became visible. He gave her a once over and called into the room connected to the stable,
“Sid, the girl’s awake.”
“Does she remember anythin’?” A voice called back.
“Of course she would, we didn’t hit her over the head.” The large man strutted over to Christine and kneeled down beside her, it was too hard to make out what he looked like in the dark but Christine could tell he had a slight beard and was a very tall muscular man. He slid a long dirty finger under her chin and lifted it to look into her tear stained eyes.
“Feeling better, Cherie? I’m sorry we gave you such a scare earlier but my friend and I need you for, let’s say, business matters.” He said, letting out a slight chuckle. Rage burned in Christine’s eyes for she would recognize that voice anywhere.
“You,” She spat into his face as a rage overtook her she never knew she had. “took me from my home, my fiancée and my whole world. I am warning you that Raoul WILL find me and you and your companion will rot in a jail cell for the rest of your worthless lives, you filthy bastard!” Christine had never used such language before but now seemed like a good time to start. The man’s eyes narrowed as Christine’s cheek was met with a harsh slap. The man stood up his height towering over Christine’s small form.
“You better watch your tongue Cherie. You never know how much trouble that could get you into.” With that the man left, leaving Christine alone in the darkness.
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A/N- Okay I am sorry it took a while but hey here you go! I know Christine might have been a lil OOC for a min there but she was kidnapped so I think that gives her an excuse!
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