The Demon's Child and the Phantom

Christine was gone, that was certain. He was along in his underground world again. Daroga once again made the decision to stay by his friend's side, even though he lived in the world above. But he was again devoid of love, left only with his memories that would haunt him at night through the whispers of the wind through the tunnel system. The Opera House was reopened and performing shows once more, under his watchful eye. But even the sound of music echoing through the halls did not cheer him as it once did. For He knew now that he was doomed to live out the rest of his existence as the Phantom of the Opera, for no one could ever truly love him.

Sold as a babe to be nothing more than a slave, she trusted none of her masters in the past, and though she seems to be free now she wonders how real that freedom is. She has loved only one other in her lifetime, the motherly figure that had cared for her when she was young. Since then, she has no love in her heart nor any trust for people. Marred by no other defects than her eyes of different colors and a red streak in her black curls, she had been labeled the Demon's Child long ago. It was a title, not her name, but she had been taught to believe she was more a child of a demon than a human. She accepted it long ago, and accepted a life without love for no one could ever truly love her.