Yeah, I know. That is the most horrible ending that I could have ever written... and I'm almost ashamed. But, here I am, posting it for Wattpad to see. *shrugs* Hopefully this way, by making it public, I can get more feedback on it and get more ideas for the updated, longer, better version! *crosses fingers*
That being said, please feel free to comment on this story, but please try to be kind. This is one of the first fan-fictions that I ever wrote. It hasn't been edited and there are a lot of spelling mistakes in it that I will fix soon.
Give me suggestions for the updated copy and I'll see if I can work them in. I might change the Erik's deformity, but I'm not sure. For, when I wrote this story, I just kind of ranted and did the first 'cool' thing that came to mind. The Erik I write now is much different (as some of you know from reading "In the Name of Our Love.") This one, I almost want to say, is kind of based on the 1989 Robert Englund film version of Phantom of the Opera. At least, for the deformity, with the whole 'tear off the skin' part. I have to admit, it is a bit gruesome. But I hope that you were able to live through it. Either that, or I am talking to a ghost right now. If so: hello! I'm sorry I scared you so much with my horrible, gruesome writing with it's cruddy writing and characters. Hopefully I can revive you when I get back to writing the new version... XD
So: Suggestions! Comments! Criticisms! Thanks for reading and I hope that you enjoyed and will stick around to read more of my stories. *gestures grandly at the "My Works" section of the profile*
~Shadow
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2 Phantoms 1 Opera House (Original, unedited story)
Fanfiction((The Original version of my most read story "Two Phantoms, One Opera House.)) The Phantom of the Opera has lived in the Opera house for years, but now his peace has been invaded by a man who calls himself Red Death. Nothing is known about this man...
