The Case of the Phantom (Sherlock x Reader)

Part 5: Beware the Phantom

A/N: Here we go again my friends. I will upload more today but I thought it was time to update my little series because I know how many of you enjoy reading. (To my surprise XD) Enjoy it.
PS: Sorry ofr any speeling or grammers mistakes. Song Lyrics are in italics.

Gif is not mine!

Word Count: 1.889

Keywords:

(Y/N) (Y/L/N) = Your Name Your Last Name
(Y/H/S) = Your Hair Style
(Y/H/L) = Your Hair Legnth
(Y/H/C) = Your Hair Color
(Y/E/C) = Your Eye Color

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Rousseau coughed a little and grabbed the attention of his guests. „Madame et Messieurs. Please excuse us for this uncomfortable encounter. Feel free to enjoy yourself again." With this words the Orchestra started to play the music again and the guests started to dance, still a little hesitant to do so.

John walked over to his friend followed by the black haired girl. „I will search for (Y/N)." Ereena than spoke in worry, not knowing what the Phantom could do, now that (Y/N) was alone. Sherlock nodded and Ereena ran off, to search for her friend.
The blond man looked to his friend and put a hand on his shoulder in comforting manner. „What do we do now?" he than asked, not sure of what the answer could be.

- With (Y/N) -

She ran as quick as the dress would let her. She ran fast to her room, opening the door, only to find dozens and over dozens of Roses around her room. Her tears welled up again and she closed the door behind her, locking it in the process. The young Woman slided down the wooden door and cried in her hands, not knowing what to do. „Oh Father I wish you could be somewhere here again." she whispered in tears. She felt scared and lonely. The memories of the night when the Phantom would led her through the mirror, came to her mind.

In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me and speaks my name
And do I dream again for now I find
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside my mind

(Y/N) took the gloved hand of the masked man and he led her through the mirror down into the dungeon deep down under the Opera House.

Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me to a glance behind
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside your mind.

The mysterious man began to sing. His voice echoed through the high walls. With a slow pace he led the Woman further down. They both sang, in perfect harmony. Their voices melting together.
The Phantom sat the Woman into a little boat, that would led both of them to the quarters, where the man lived.
(Y/N) was totally hypnotized by his voice and sang like she would die tomorrow.

They arrived at a little cave, decorated with white sheets and music papers scattered all around the place. Candles would gave the light that was missing. It was like a dream to (Y/N).
Again, The Phantom took her hand and helped her out of the boat.

Sing my Angel of music

he whispered in her ear and she did what she was told.

He's there the Phantom of the opera.

Sing for me

He stroked her hair and held her in his arms, while she sang with so much power.

Sing my Angel of Music

The Phantom said louder so (Y/N) could hear him. And she sang louder and higher just for him, like he always dreamed about it.

SING FOR ME!

He screamed at her and she hit the highest note she had ever sang and it slowly faded into dark of the cave.


A knock guided her back into reality. „(Y/N) are you there? It is me, Ereena. Please open the door." She pleaded. The worry in her voice could be heard clearly. With shaking hands (Y/N) undid the lock of the door and opened it for her friend to enter. In an instant, Ereena ran through the door, closing it quick behind her and hugged her friend. The warmth (Y/N) received from Ereena was comforting and reminded her of how her Father would always hug her like this, after a nightmare.
Both Women cried in each others arms, not knowing that they are watched through the mirror in (Y/N) room.

„I'm so scared Ereena. I don't want any more darkness and night." (Y/N) whispered. But the Phantom could hear clearly. He clenched his gloved fists and ran down the stairs that led him to his‚room'. Angry and also sad tears ran down his face.

Night time sharpens
Heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes
Imagination Silently the senses
Abandon their defenses

The Rose he held in his hand, fell down as he began to sing, it fell down near the mirror entrance. Rose petals were surrounding the area, followed by the tears of a broken man.

Slowly, gently
Night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it
Tremulous and tender
Turn your face away
From the garish light of day.
Turn your thoughts away
From cold, unfeeling light,
And listen to the music of the night.

She was afraid of him. He didn't wanted that. He wanted to be loved by her and only her. Forever. And now, she is scared and in tears. Clenching the arms of another man.

Close your eyes