The Phantom of the Opera

Chapter 6 - All I Ask of You

Blood...

The oozing pain of death falling to the floor.

Screams of terror filling the surface.

Blue eyes screaming of pain and sorrow as tears fell from its owner's face.

"No...no more..."

Whack.

"Please...stop..."

Whack. Scream.

"You'll learn to listen either through pain or death."

Whack. Scream.

~

Ezra ran through the corridors of the Opera House. Fear was lingering in his mind as he ran towards the roof; not caring if he ran over someone or not. The image of seeing Agent Kallus hanging from the balcony of the stage continued to stay in his mind. He knew it wasn't an accident as Derik had called out to inform the people in the audience. Sure Kallus was a drunken, perverted man sometimes but he wasn't stupid enough to get himself killed by hanging from a rope. No. Someone must've attacked him and did the job for him, and Ezra knew just who that culprit was...the Inquisitor.

Ezra could still remember the hatred and darkness that covered the man's face when he had blown up in front of him that one time. Ezra was so scared that he thought the man was going to hit him instead of the poor lamps and candles placed around the room.

He thought he was going to die...actually...

Suddenly, a hand grabbed onto his arm, making him stop in his tracks. Fear crawled onto the teen's skin as he slowly turned around. But his fear was soon relieved when he saw that it was only Kanan who had stopped him.

"Ezra, what's wrong? You're acting as if you saw a ghost or something." Kanan asked as worry shown in his eyes.

Ezra gave a shaky breath as he adverted his eyes away from the man. He couldn't think straight without worrying that the Inquisitor was probably looking over his shoulder, ready to attack and take him away again.

"Kanan, we can't stay here. It's too dangerous." Ezra exclaimed as he pulled his arm away from the man's grip and started to make his way towards the roof again.

"W-wait! Ezra, what are you talking about?" Kanan yelled as he chased after the slightly frightened boy. He could see that the teen was heading towards the rooftop as he rounded corridor after corridor, apologizing every minute whenever he bumped into someone. What could have scared the boy so bad that with just one touch he would start hyperventilating with fear?

Kanan watched as the teen started to climb up the stairs to the roof. He about had enough of this little chasing game as he finally decided to confront the teen.

"Why have you brought me here?"

"We can't go back there!"

"We must return!"

"He'll kill you! His eyes will find us there!"

"Ezra, don't say that."

"Those eyes that burn!"

"Don't even think it."

"And if he has to kill a thousand men."

"Forget this waking nightmare."

"The Phantom of the Opera will kill..."

"The phantom is a fable, believe me."

"...and kill again!"