All About Us - Phantom of the Opera Love Story

Revelations

Christine

Christine gasped when the older woman called Erik's name. Her gold and red scarves and her bronze-colored dress enhanced the tiger-eyed colored eyes she bared. Her dark hair was in a long braid and she wore a single ring on each of her fingers. She didn't smile but her eyes seemed kind.

"Madame Endora," Erik said, as he put his hand about Christine's waist.

"My great-granddaughter told me she saw your spirit, I see this is the body it has chosen."

Then Endora turned to Christine and walked forward and reached for her hair, Christine quickly pulled away, feeling a sort of still in the air.

"Great- great-granddaughter? My, you haven't aged a bit." Erik said, sarcastically. Christine just stood still and let the woman inspect her.

"Now this is she," Endora said, avoiding Erik's remark, "Quite a beauty, she was definitely worth the risk."

"Please, Endora, do not mock this situation."

Endora took her bright copper eyes away from Christine and turned them to Erik. "I do not mock anything, I merely made a statement. This woman is the one you sacrificed your lives for."

"My dear," she turned back to Christine, and Christine held her breath, "Do you truly love our Devil's Child?"

"I...I know of our history..."Christine started.

"I didn't ask that, I questioned your true feelings for him." Endora's eyes narrowed, looking more like a cat's.

Christine felt a fire light up in her chest and she knew Endora felt it too. Christine knew that Endora could feel it as well. "You know how I feel for him, do not ask me."

"Erik," Endora said, with a slight smile, "You are true soulmates."

"Yes, this is why I have waited for her all these years," Erik kissed Christine on the forehead.

"Here," Endora held out two pendants, both of tiger's eyes, "These will protect you both, I now know that she is true and Erik," Endora smiled, her teeth sharp as a cat's, "Protect her, she is all you have left."

With that, right in front of Christine's eyes, Endora turned into a tortoiseshell cat and ran out of the exit.

"Do not be alarmed," Erik said as he took Christine's hand and moved towards the exit, "She is a woman of nine lives; the stones that she has given us will protect us. Wear yours always." Christine nodded and looked down at her stone. It was in a beautiful pointed shape with the point facing down and on top a golden opening to put a chain in and around. It was simple but beautiful, once Christine found a chain for it, she swore to herself that she would never take it off.

That night as Erik slept; Christine stared up to the ceiling to think about today's events and how much of a hard life Erik had. Not only of his life with the nomads, but his life without her, a soul living through life alone without its mate. Christine couldn't bear knowing that all these years he had lived without real happiness and she knew even now that Erik was afraid of losing her.

A single tear fell from her eye, but when she brought her hand up to wipe it away, she awoke Erik. He turned to her and she faced him. She could see his scars even in the darkness of the bedroom. She took her hand and traced his scars from his forehead and down to his lips.

"Erik, I am so sorry." Christine's sobbed, quiet at first.

"My dear, we are together now. I am happy that I have waited this long for you, I wanted to be in a life where we could be free together, where we could both make choices that were our own."