Story~ An angel can bring it back and Fate can take it all away.

Chapter~ 1- An Angel, one wish.

Disclaimer~ All the characters of the Moulin Rouge are not my property so don't sue me but Alana and many others who are not in the movies are made by me so if you use them I'll be the one suing you.

Chapter rated~ PG

Note~ thoughts are written in between **'s.

Author's Note~ This is my first Moulin Rouge fan fic and Im really exited about it. I dont know if it will be a good one so I will let you be the judge. Here, Christian is narrating but only the first chapter. Maybe the second, I dont know Im making this up as I go. Wish me luck, hope you like it. This is really short so dont expect much ^_~

P.S. The tittle is An angel can bring it back and fate can take it all away but I put SHE can bring it back but fate can take it away cause it was all that fit -_- sorry.

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What would you do if the one person you ever loved died? Have you ever felt such a pain? The kind of pain the shatters your heart into so many pieces that they would fit in a needle hole. I lost my one true love... What would you do if you had a chance to bring her back? Would you? I never asked these questions to myself before but it happened to me. This is the story about how my heart was reaped apart but healed by an angel who brought back my love but in the end... Fate always has its way...

It was morning in England. I had to move. I could not stand that awful place anymore. I already stopped drinking, wich took me two years to do so. I was unhappy. Living in an awful apartment with a bed, a table and a candlelight. The only decent thing was the bathroom. I was sitting there looking at the heavens. Could she see me? Why did she have to die? When we finally declared our love to eachother for the world to know, Death proved that Love doesn't over come all obstacles... I have lost my faith. I have lost the ability to feel.

Suddenly a wind blew out the candel. How? The windows are closed, they are to rusty to open. I heard a giggle in the wind.

"Is someone there?"I asked standing up.

"It is sad to watch one of the greatest man condemn himself to a life of suffering"said a voice. An angelic voice. Somehow the room lit but there was no light. There she was. A woman with black long her, purple light eyes that you could almost see through them, skin as white as milk and a smile that must have been the light of the room.

"Who are you?"I asked.

"I dont think that's important, Christian. What is important is that I cannot stand seeing you suffer anymore. Just consider me like an angel who will bestow upon you one simple wish. You can wish for anything and I will do everything in my power to do it"said the woman.

I didnt know what to say. I never imagined anything like this to happen and I'm a writer. I stood there. Speechless. Unable to speak. I knew what I wanted, but could she make it true? Was I hallucinating? Is this a dream? A sick game that someone is playing to cut my wounds depper... or to heal it? I no longer care.

"I do have things to do my dear Christian, Ask anything, riches, power, knowledge, I can make it all yours"said the woman.

"Satine. I want Satine. I want her to live again"I said.

She had a serious face on. Like if she didn't want me to ask for that yet she smiled.

"My powers are not to bring anybody to life but I will do this for you. I can only restore her for specific amount of time. A month, that is all I promise. I wish I could do more really. Your wish, is done"said the woman.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"I said.

"My identity is no matter, call me, Alana. I am doing this because you once believed in the greatest things that are able to free your soul or enslave it and your soul was always free. You believed in beauty, truth, freedom and love. You had it all except love. You found it but then lost it and I was not going to stand there and watch how such a man who was blessed with love be cursed with eternal misery. Goodbye"said Alana.

Suddenly she disapeared and the candle lit again. Suddenly I felt like I was flying. I closed my eyes and I felt as if I was being put on my bed. I felt so tired, so calm, so peaceful. I closed my eyes and felt lost in the world of dreams.

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Will Christian wake up to find that everything was a dream? what is this woman? friend or foe? A wolf in sheeps clothing? Please Review its my first MR fan fic and if Im doing bad I REALLY, REALLY want to know!

Love, Ani