Disclaimer:I don't own this story. Nor do I own the characters. Darn that wishing star! I'm waiting for my wish to own this to come true! Cries
Erik had a firm hold on Christine's wrist. She was struggling to get awaty, but she was too young and weak. Erik was strong.
"Down once more to this darkness. Down we plunge back to this horror! Is this what you wanted Christine!" Erik shouted. Christine sobbed trying to get away. A corner came up and Christine grabbed it, but Erik just yanked her foward. "You have asked why I stay here! Well, I will tell you! Not for anything anyone did, but the hideousness of my accursed face!" Erik dragged Christine through the waters of the underground lake. "I was met with hatred, no one could say a kind word! No one showed any compassion! Why Christine? Why?"
Erik put his hands on Christine's thin shoulders. Christine just held her wrist, sobbing. "Erik, Erik. My wrist it hurts terribly."
Erik suddenly became gentle. "Let me see it Christine." Christine held out her wrist and Erik gently took it. "Oh, Christine, this is the wrist I had isn't it?" Erik said examining her wrist. Christine nodded. Her wrist was red and swollen. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. It is only sprained, but I have to wrap it." Erik got some gaus and wrapped Christine's hurt wrist tightly so she couldn't move it. Erik then realized Christine's skin was ice cold. She was shivering. "Are you cold Christine?" Erik asked.
"Yes. I'm freezing." Christine replied. Erik took off his jacket and wrapped it around Christine's shoulders. Christine slipped her arms into the sleeves. The jacket was miles too big. She looked quite commical, and Erik would have laughed, if the situation would allow. "I have a question. Have you murded enough? And now what do you plan to do with me?"
"That fate which condemns me to murder has also dennied me the love of another. All I want is to love, and be loved. But this face causes fear. It caused my mother to hate and resent me. She gave me a mask." Christine turned her back on him. Erik put his hands on her shoulders and spun Christine around to face him. "But mnow, pity comes to late. Now you are here to stay."
Christine walked away. "Erik, its not your face that I fear. It is you."
Erik looked out on the lake and saw Raoul coming up to the gate. "Wait, I do believe we have a guest Christine." Erik jerked his head in Raoul's direction. Christine looked at him with horror in her eyes. She ran to the bank of the lake. "I had rather hoped that you would come monseuir. Now you have. You have made my night." Erik came up behind Christine and put his arm around her shoulders. Christine struggled to get free, but Erik kept her pinned to his side.
"Please free her. Do whatever else you like. Have you no pity?" Raoul begged.
"Heh, this man makes a passionate plea." Erik said letting go of Christine.
"Please Raoul, its useless. Go!" Christine cried.
"Please, I'm like her brother. Does that mean nothing? Show some compassion!"
"Why should I show you compassion, when the world showed no compassion to me?" Erik demanded.
"Then just please, let me see her!" Raoul called.
"Very well." Erik said pulling a lever. The gate rose and Erik began walking towards Raoul. "Welcome monseuir. Did you hnestly think I would hurt her? Why would I make her suffer for your sins?" Erik said and threw a rope around Raoul's neck. He quickly tied Raoul to the metal grating of the gate. "Christine, either stay here with me, or I will kill him but you may go free. This is your choice. This is the point of no return."
"Erik how can you ask me to choose?" Christine cried, horror written all over her face.
"Christine, please forgive me, I tried to save you." Raoul said. Then all three of them argued. Each of them trying to convince the other that they were right. Finally Christine's voice rang out above the others.
"Erik, you have decieved me. I gave you my mind blindly." Christine cried.
"You try my patience child, make your choice!" Erik said giving the rope around Raoul's neck a hard yank.
Christine looked at the two of them desperatly. "I... I will stay." She whispered. Erik smiled at her.
"I knew you would." Erik said. "Go wait for me. I must free him."
Christne Nodded and went up the stairs into the main part of the lair. Erik turned to Raoul. "Now, for you. I suggest you get as far away from here as you can." Erik said menacingly. He untied Raoul, and pushed him back through the gate.
Raoul put his fingers through the gate, and called to Christine: "Christine it is not too late! I would happily die for your freedom!"
"Touching words monsuier, but it is too late." Erik said as he pulled a lever. A solid gate closed blocking Raoul from veiw. Then Erik drew a balck curtain across that. Erik returned to Christine. She was standing before the organ.
"Erik, you can't really keep me here forever." Christine said.
"Oh, but I can Christine and I will." Erik replied. Christine began to tremble. She was terribly afraid of Erik. She didn't know what he was capable of, nor did she want to find out.
Erik saw that Christine was trembling, and wrapped his arms around her comfortingly. "Don't be afraid Christine. I never want to hurt you. What happened to your wrist was an accident, and I regret it. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I promise not to do it again." Christine looked up at him with tears in her eyes. Erik gently wiped them away. "Come, it is very late. You should get some sleep." Erik led Christine to the bedchamber. Christine snuggled under the blankets. She was asleep almost immediatly.