The Phantom of the Opera

Chapter 1 - Think of Me

Hey my kittens~! Long time no see! Just wanted to tell you that I re-edited this chapter, and will be with the others. I would recommend re-reading them because I'm going to be changing a few things.

Chapter 9 is on its way. Sorry for the long wait! Enjoy!

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The sounds of violins heard throughout the Opera House. Voices with melodic touches to them as the stage filled with dancers of different genders and species. They were practicing for a performance they had to do that night to keep the place up and running. A particular raven waltzed through the stage floor as he danced with his partner gracefully. His bright, electric blue eyes dimming with feeling as the sounds of music filled his ears.

He had been at the Opera House ever since he was a little boy after his parents died from a tragic disease. He was an orphan for most of his life as he lived brokenly out on the streets with nothing but his thieving skills to keep him alive. It wasn't long until he met a lovely Twi'lek woman who had been living on her own with her adopted daughter. Without a second thought, the woman eagerly took the boy in and started raising him as her own.

The teen had just finished lifting his partner when the rehearsal was suddenly interrupted. The manager of the building was walking towards them as he started to shout to get everyone's attention. "Everyone, may I have your attention, please, as you may know, there have been some rumors going around about me quitting my post as the manager of this building. I can now tell you that this is all true."

Gasps and murmurs sprang throughout the whole stage as people started to talk amongst themselves. The raven, however, wasn't very stunned by the news at all. He knew the man was going to retire one day; he didn't expect it would be today. Nothing seemed to interest the teen's thoughts anymore, so he just started to ignore the ongoing news about the new people who now ran the Opera House.

"So, it would give me great pleasure to now introduce you to the two people who now own the Opera House, Mr. Derik Knight, and his wife, Mrs. Violet Knight." The manager announced as the two known people waved at the group of singers and performers.

The newcomers greeted claps and cheers from all around. The first was a man with dark hair that hung loosely over his dark brown eyes. He dressed in a formal dress suit and pants while his wife clung desperately to his arm. It seemed the brunette woman was a little nervous about the new position she was in now. Her emerald green eyes glowed with wonder as she gave the happy crowd a shy smile.

"Thank you, everyone, for welcoming us into your theater," Derik said as he patted his wife's hand gently, "but we would also like to inform you about our new patron as well, Mr. Kanan Jarrus."

While claps emerged from the group of people, a young girl with raven hair that held blonde streaks in it, started to make her way towards the raven who wasn't paying that much attention. "Ezra, it's not polite to ignore our new guests to the theater." The girl teased as she nudged the teen's shoulder lightly.

Ezra rolled his eyes as he continued to look through some old music sheets on a table. "So? I'm not interested in meeting them when I'll probably never see them anyway, Sabine."

Sabine frowned as she sighed slightly. Ezra was always the stubborn type whenever it came to meeting new people. It seemed as if the teen didn't trust anyone except for her, their adopted mother, Hera, and himself. Sabine could still remember when she first met Ezra. He was only just a kid while she was almost a teenager. The two had grown close as brother and sister, but she still felt Ezra hid stuff from her. "Will you at least look at the new patron? He seems pretty handsome if I don't say so myself." The teen said as a grin started to form on her lips.

Ezra gave a huff as he lazily turned around for Sabine's amusement. Why couldn't she leave him alone? It wasn't that he had anything against the new people; he didn't feel comfortable around people he barely knew.