(BEING REWRITTEN) An Opera Ghost- A Phantom of the Opera Fan Fiction

Chapter One

The moment Christine heard she was pregnant from the doctor, she prayed for the baby to be Raoul's. Oh how she prayed the man who swore he loved her had given her a miracle and how she prayed the past was not cursing her...But as soon as she held the child in her arms she knew her prayers had failed her. The eyes of her beautiful baby girl were unbearable black. Pitch black.

Just like the Phantom's had been.

This child was his.

And she knew this was her punishment for running from the opera house, for escaping him.

"He wants her," Christine whispered, her voice shaking as she stared down at the little girl she held, "He wants her, Raoul ."

"Who?" Raoul asked, not knowing for he had not seen the infants eyes, "Who wants my daughter?" Christine howled with misery as she held her wriggling baby to Raoul.

"Her father!" she screamed, her words mixing with the child's cries, "Her father wants her, Raoul! He has cursed us to suffer the loss of our first born child. He has cursed us!" Raoul was at a loss for words as he stared into the child's eyes, seeing the oddly black irises and understanding the baby he thought was his was the child of a monster. A monster who had killed many in cold blood, who had almost murdered himself, and who had kept his wife prisoner and had obviously taken advantage of her.

With those thoughts processed through his mind, Raoul turned away from the girl. He could not stand to look in her eyes for the hatred he had towards her father was too strong and he did not want it to spread to her. He didn't want to hate his Christine's daughter... the child that was supposed to be his...  But her eyes... those eyes....

"He will have her then," Raoul said coldly, not wanting the child around any longer. It was too painful... Christine was taken aback by her husband's attitude and immediatly clutched the crying baby.

"But, Raoul..." Christine half whispered and half cried, "The Phantom... he will keep her a prisoner in that Opera house, Raoul..."

"I refuse to keep his child Christine," her husband growled, slamming a fist onto the table beside the bed he and Christine shared, "I will not keep the child of a devil in my house!"

"She is a blameless child!" Christine cried loudly, holding her daughter tightly to herself, "She is innocent in all this!"

"So were you Christine!" Raoul shouted at his wife, "You were innocent and that man took advantage of you! And he made you with child because he knew you would not want to stay and he wanted his ties in you. We must take him his daughter Christine... No, I must."

"You must?" Christine asked, almost screaming as Raoul snatched her child from her. He looked down at her sadly.

"You cannot go Christine," Raoul said, walking to the end of the bed and wrapping the infant in some spare blankets to shield her from the unbearable cold that loomed just outside their rather large home, "The Phantom is waiting for us to present him with his child. If you go he will weave you into his web and he will never let you go... Besides you do not need to bond with this child anymore than you already have. It is doubtful you will ever see her again."

Christine let out a wail as her husband fled from the bedroom with her child. Raoul closed the door to shut Christine into her room.

"Monsieur de Changy!" a maid called as she scuttled towards  where Raoul stood, "What in the world is going on? Is the baby okay?"

"The baby is just fine Martha," Raoul told the maid, before adding, "Please ensure my wife stays in her chambers, I am going to get the child baptized." And with that, Raoul swept down the stairs and out into the cold winter's day that awaited.