Author's Note; Hello everyone… I have recently been prowling through the Phantom of the Opera fanfiction archive, and I must say, Erik is pretty darn hot. XD
Sorry, I feel like I just admitted a deep dark secret. So, I decided to write a story featuring Erik and my OC, Alice Prince (Yes, all my OCs are named that XD, unless they are from Redwall) Okay, I rambling. Oh! And I forgot something… Has anyone ever heard the Trans-Siberian Orchestra? Listen to the CD Beethoven's Last Night, the songs seem to fit Erik and the whole Phantom thing pretty darn well. So, they're (OC and Erik) going to sing some of these songs, because I REALLY want to add one of them in XD
Disclaimer: I do not own the Phantom of the Opera, nor Erik, nor any of the characters that you recognize. I own other characters that you don't recognize though, (Alice, etc.) And I don't own any songs that they will sing, and when they do I will make sure to add a disclaimer at the top, and perhaps an Author's Note after they finish singing.
This song at the beginning is called This Is Who You Are, bu the Trans-Siberian Orchestra, and the CD, Beethoven's Last Night
Without Further ado, Time Brings Revelation
TIME BRINGS REVELATION
FOR SOMEONE TO BELIEVE
THAT THE GHOSTS WE'VE HIDDEN OR LEFT TO DIE
HAVE NOW ARISEN AND WILL ARRIVE
TO SAY WHAT HAS HAPPENED
SAY WHAT HAS HAPPENED
SAY WHAT HAS HAPPENED
AND WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT
THAT YOU'D BE THE ONE
THAT I WOULD HAVE FOUND HERE WAITING
LOST IN THIS NIGHT
UNTIL YOU ARRIVED
AND ALWAYS TOO BLIND TO SEE
AND WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT
THAT AFTER THIS TIME
THAT I'D BE THE ONE YOU'RE SAVING
THE GHOSTS THAT SURVIVE
NOW SAY WHAT WAS MEANT TO BE
I NEVER WANTED TO GIVE MY LIFE AWAY
WHO EVER THOUGHT IT WOULD MATTER ANY WAY
WANDERING INSIDE THIS NIGHT
FINDING PIECES OF A LIFE
NEVER SURE I'D EVER KNOW WHAT IT MEANS
IT'S THE STRANGERS IN YOUR LIFE
THAT YOU'D NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D MEET
IT'S THE HAND THAT PICKED YOU UP
WHEN YOU'RE LAYING IN THE STREET
IT'S THE HAND THAT CUT YOU DOWN
IT'S THE DREAM THAT SOMEONE SHARED
WHEN YOU THOUGHT THAT ALL WAS LOST
IT'S THE FRIEND THAT WASN'T THERE
YOU CAN RUN FROM ALL THE MEMORY
BUT NEVER GET THAT FAR
FOR IN THE END THEY'LL FIND YOU
FOR THIS IS WHO YOU ARE
CHANGE ONE NOTE
CHANGE ONE LINE
NOTHING'S GOING TO BE THE SAME
CHANGE ONE LOSS
CHANGE ONE CUT
EVERYTHING IS RE-ARRANGED
CRUEL OR KIND
LOST INSIDE OUR MEMORY
IF YOU LOOK
THERE IN TIME
YOU'LL FIND IT IN
FIND IT IN
FIND IT IN
YOU'LL FIND IT IN ME
Alice gasped in amazement as she gazed upon the Opera House. She had vibrant green eyes that hid behind a pair of large black rimmed glasses and black hair down to the middle of her back. She had very pale skin, and spoke with a slight French accent. Her luggage was lying on the ground next to her as her arms went slack and her head following it to the entire building looked enormous, and as she looked at the rooftop, she got the vague impression that people were staring… But, that had to be her imagination, the only things on the roof were the statues, and they certainly weren't moving or gazing at her. Alice shook her head and smiled, heading into the building when suddenly she ran into someone.
"Omph!" Alice said, as she hit the floor and looked up to see a sneering blonde face.
"Watch where you're going! Huh, the maids here are certainly hankering for a pay cut!" The girl sneered, and Alice felt fury rise up inside of her.
"I'm not a maid; I'm here to sing!" She huffed, and the other girl let out a shrill laugh.
"Hear that girls? Little miss four-eyes wants to learn to sing!" She shrieked, and Alice got up and brushed herself off.
"So, while we're becoming great friends, what's your name?" Alice asked, and the girl held her nose in the air.
"I'm Brielle Duncan, the daughter of Garth Duncan, and who are you?" Brielle asked rudely, and Alice puffed up her chest.
"I'm Alice Prince, the daughter of Seth Prince, thank you very much," Alice replied, and Brielle snorted.
"Never heard of him," She said, and Alice retorted back quickly.
"I've never heard of your father either… Is he a merchant?" She asked innocently, and Brielle opened her mouth to reply when suddenly Madame Giry, the teacher, came down the stairs.
"Hello new students! I am so proud to be teaching such a talented group of singers and dancers! Welcome to the newly re-opened Opera House!" She announced, spreading her arms wide, and Alice clapped softly, as others cheered.
Suddenly, Madame Giry turned serious.
"Now Children, head inside before you catch a cold, your dormitories are upstairs, and you can choose your own beds, so, come inside quickly now!" She called out as the girls ran up to the dormitory but Alice stayed behind.
Once again, she felt as if someone was watching her, and she gazed up around in suspicion, before Madame Giry stepped towards her.
"Miss Prince, what are you still doing down here? I would have guessed you would have headed upstairs with the other girls," She stated, gazing at Alice in curiosity.
"Madame Giry… I don't believe we've met before… How do you know me?" Alice asked, and Madame Giry smiled.
"Your Uncle spoke to me about you, and told me to protect you as you stay here," Madame Giry confessed, and Alice scowled.
"Well you can tell my Uncle, that he should keep his chivalrous face out of my business!" Alice spat, and Madame Giry was taken aback.
"Miss Prince, Raoul is just trying to protect you from-" Madame Giry started before Alice cut her off.
"The Phantom?" She asked, and Giry paled.
"He told you about him?" She asked, and Alice nodded.
"Yes, the fop told me all about Monsieur Phantom and Christine," Alice said, and Giry looked around in worry.
"Miss Prince, you should do well not to mention Christine's name around here… It's… bad luck," Giry said, and Alice nodded.
"That, or the Phantom would hear us… I know he's still alive, no matter what everyone says… In fact, I know where he is, and that he's watching us now, as we speak," Alice stated, and Madame Giry shook her head.
"Alice, promise we you won't go looking for the Phantom," Madame Giry ordered, and Alice shook her head.
"I won't look for him, because I know he'll find me," Alice stated, walking past Madame Giry and towards the dorm as Giry watched anxiously.
"Erik va être furieux," She sighed, and walked away from the stairs where the niece of Raoul and Christine was now making her way towards her dorm.