A low growl reverberated through the tunnel, sending chills up Amy's spine. "I should kill you for your trespassing, not to mention your insolence, mademoiselle," said the Phantom. "I have done worse to others for lesser reasons." "Well, that's true," Amy admitted flippantly, glad her steady voice did not betray her trembling hands. "You won't, though, will you, monsieur?" The Phantom chuckled darkly. "And just why do you think that?" he questioned, an amused tone affecting his words. Amy lifted her chin. "For starters, you don't even know my name." --- A rewrite of one of my most well-read fanfictions.