Phantom of the Opera, Sonic Style!

By the one and only Tiffany Harders

I do not own Sonic or Sega. If I did, there would be plenty of craziness!!! And the characters will be singing like the characters in the Phantom movie of 2004, and there will be slight changes according to Sonic style. And I confess to being a huge Shadow and Amy pairing fan, which is why my two stories containing Sonic characters always has them in the leading love roles.

Shadow/ Phantom

Amy Rose/ Christine Daae

Sonic/ Raoul

Rouge the Bat/ Carlotta

Knuckles the Echidna/ Piangi

Vanilla/ Madame Giry

Cream/ Meg Giry

Vector and Espio/ Fermin and Andre

Eggman/ Old Manager

Joseph the scene handler/ Big

Tails/ Maestro

Charmy/ Auctioner (don't ask, I couldn't think of anything else for him)

Sonic's uncle Sir Charles/ Older Raoul

It was a fine sunny day in the city of Paris, and many places were busy that day. But most rich people went to one place, the old Paris Opera House. It was once a beautiful place filled with the sounds of singers and actors rehearsing for plays, now it was a faded image of its former beauty. It was falling apart and it was soon to be condemned.

A white limousine pulled up in front of the old Opera House and parked. A young black wolf in driver's attire got out and going to the back, opened the back door. A pair of legs clad in black pants and black dress shoes came out first. A white cat nurse came hurrying from the other side of the vehicle with a wheelchair, and offered a hand to help. A hand in a white glove accepted the nurse's hand and slowly an old gentlehedgehog got up and, with help from both the nurse and driver, settled into the wheelchair.

He was clearly very old, with a white mustache and bushy gray eyebrows. His eyes showed the kindness and wisdom that was in his soul. Along with sadness, like something precious that had been lost to him.

The nurse gently pushed the wheelchair into the Opera House, where an auction was being held that day. A young bee with a business suit on, also with a yellow pilot's hat complete with goggles, was running the auction. His name tag said, "Monsieur Charmy"

"Lot 64 then, several skulls and costumes, shall we start at, ummmmmmmmmmmmmm, 15 francs?" Charmy asked, holding his hammer.

A weasel wearing a business suit raised his hand.

"15 francs. Do I hear 20?" Charmy asked.

A young rabbit in a black dress raised her hand-held fan.

"Thank you Madame Cream. Do I hear 25?" Charmy asked.

A fat gray wolf in colorful, vain clothes raised his jeweled cane.

"25 francs. Do I hear 30?" Charmy asked.

No one else raised their hands.

"Right, going once, going twice, sold!" Charmy said, tapping his hammer like crazy against the desk, "Sold to the gentlewolf in the back!"

A couple of workers hauled the skulls and costumes away to the gentlewolf's trailer.

"Lot 65 then, a music box, found in the vault of the Opera House, and still in working condition, ladies and gentlemen. It's quite a collector's piece." Charmy said, taking the box from a worker.

Monsieur Charmy set the box gently on the desk and winding it up, he played it for a demonstration as proof that it was still working. The old gentlehedgehog sat up in his wheelchair with obvious interest, fixing his eyes on the music box.

It was a curious box, it was colorfully decorated with Parish style and a large green gem engraved on the top.

"Isn't that cool? Alright, shall we start the bid at…..25 francs?" Charmy asked, picking up his hammer once more.

Madame Cream raised her fan.

"Alright 25 francs! Do I hear 30?" Charmy asked.

The old hedgehog tapped the arm of his nurse and she raised her hand.

"Thank you Monsieur Sonic, do I hear 35?" Charmy asked.

Madame Cream raised her fan again.

"35, do I hear 40?!" Charmy asked, getting excited.

Madame Cream looked at Monsieur Sonic, and the two recognized each other, from a long time ago. Madame Cream was then filled with an understanding of why Monsieur Sonic wanted the music box.

Monsieur Sonic tapped his nurse's arm again and she raised her hand.

"40! Do I hear 45?" Charmy asked, now hovering about his desk.

No one else raised their hands or fans, in the ladies' case.

"No more bids from you on this music box, Madame Cream?" Charmy asked, settling down on his seat, calming down since no one else was bidding.

Madame Cream looked at him and shook her head, her long ears gently swaying.

"Too bad! Oh well, going once, going twice! Sold! To Monsieur Sonic." Charmy said.

A worker brought the box to Monsieur Sonic and carefully gave it to him. Madame Cream watched him as he studied it.

A collector's piece indeed. Monsieur Sonic thought as he studied it. Every detail, exactly as she said. Will you still play when all the rest of us are dead?

"Lot 66 then, a chandelier that's been broken for a long time now." Charmy said, gestured toward a covered object which was very large.

"Some of you may recall the weird and scary affair of the Shadow of the Opera." Charmy continued, "A mystery never fully explained. We are told ladies and gentlemen, that this is the same chandelier that was the cause in the famous disaster. Our experts have repaired it and given it some new electric lights. Maybe we can scare away the ghost of so many years ago, with a little illumination. Gentlemen!"

Five workers uncovered the chandelier and quickly began to lift it to where it had former been hanged in its better days. Monsieur Sonic and Madame Cream knew the affair of the Shadow of the Opera all too well. They had been there, and they knew……………

……………………………………………………………………………………………

Back then when the crew was younger………..

The whole Opera House buzzed with activity as the actors, actresses, dancers, and Tails the maestro prepared for the play that was to be performed that night. A carriage pulled up to the front, and a green crocodile with headphones on along with a purple chameleon ninja, both in dress outfits, came out. Both looked at the Opera House with excitement and determination.

Inside, Rouge, the Opera's diva, was in costume and warming up her voice. She was the most famous diva in Paris, and some of the glory had gotten to her head. She held a stuffed head prop in one hand, and sang high. Some maids cleaning the seats in the audience had to cover their ears when she went into a high note. Rouge's maids stood by with her make-up, her bottle of liquid that she thought made her voice better, and of course, her prize jewel, a large sapphire the size of a pet toy dog.

Rouge suddenly finished singing and threw the prop toward her make-up maid, who barely caught it in time while holding onto the make-up. Rouge went over to them to stroke her sapphire while other singers came on the stage, well, singing!

With feasting and dancing and song,

Tonight is celebration,

We greet the victorious throng,

Returned to bring salvation!

A young blue hedgehog that was driving his own carriage with fine white horses drove to the stable beside the theater.

The trumpets of Carthage resound,

Hear Romans now and tremble!

Hark to our step on the ground,

Hear the drums, Hannibal comes!

Knuckles, another famous singer that often sang beside Rouge, came onto the stage with in full costume to sing his line.

Sad to return, to find the land we love.

Threatened once by Roma's far-reaching grasp!

The two-tailed fox maestro stopped the rehearsal by tapping his desk.

"Knuckles, it's 'Rome' not 'Roma'!" Tails scolded after the music stopped.

"Ci, Roma." Knuckles replied in a Spanish accent, not really seeing that he was saying it wrong.

"No, Rome." Tails said firmly.

"ROMA!!!" Knuckles sang loudly.

"Ugh!" Tails groaned, putting his head on his hand and closing his eyes.

Monsieur Eggman, the manager of the Opera House, suddenly came onto the stage with the crocodile and the chameleon.

"And this gentlemen, is where the rehearsal is." Monsieur Eggman said in his French accent.

Tails' face looked like he just couldn't believe what was going on today, and he let Eggman have it.

"Monsieur Eggman, we are rehearsing!" Tails protested loudly.

"Monsieur Tails, Madame Vanilla." Monsieur Eggman said.

A rabbit with a black dress with matching cane and her long hair in a braid who was nearby looked at Monsieur Eggman somewhat impatiently.

"Please, may I have everyone's attention?" Monsieur Eggman asked, waiting patiently while everyone quieted down.

Everyone was soon quietly watching and listening, Tails with his arms folded in front of him and Madame Vanilla coming onto the stage to stand near the managers.

"I'm sure that all of you have heard rumors of my retirement, I can now tell you that it's true." Monsieur Eggman said in a sad tone.

"Aha." Rouge said quietly, pointing at Knuckles, who just shrugged as if to say, "Who knew?"

"I'd like to introduce you to your new managers, Monsieur Vector and Monsieur Espio, and I'm sure that all of you know about their recent career in the lost and found business." Monsieur Eggman continued.

"Detective work, actually." Espio corrected.

(I'm tired of writing Monsieur all the time, so I'll just stick with their names unless the person is being introduced.)

"They must be rich." A pink cat dancer said to her purple bat friend.

"And this is their generous vicomte, Monsieur Sonic the Hedgehog." Eggman said, gesturing toward the handsome blue hedgehog and everyone clapped.

"It's Sonic." A young pink hedgehog ballerina said to her little rabbit friend.

Sonic was smiling and shaking Eggman's hands. (Sonic and Eggman actually getting along, what a shocker is that?)

"At my father's house by the sea, I guess you could say we were childhood sweethearts, he called me Little Rose." The pink hedgehog continued as they watched Sonic and the managers.

"Oh Amy! He's so handsome!" The little rabbit said.

Just then Rouge came up with a raised hand toward Sonic, obviously expecting a kiss on the hand.

"Sonic, this is Senora La Rouge, one of Paris' most favored divas." Eggman introduced.

Sonic gave a slightly forced smile and lightly kissed one of her knuckles.

"Brava! Brava!" Rouge's maids cheered.

"Ahem." Knuckles coughed.

"And this is Senor Knuckles, one of the finest male singers and the regular partner with La Rouge." Eggman said, gesturing toward Knuckles.

The rest of the staff clapped and Knuckles bowed his head in a humble manner.

"An honor Senor, I do think that I am holding up the rehearsal." Sonic said with his famous grin, "Tonight I will come to the performance and share your great triumph. Excuse me."

"He love me, he love me." Rouge bragged to her maids, "Love me, love me, love me."

Amy was breathless until Sonic walked by without a word, and she was a little disappointed.

"He wouldn't recognize me anyway, Cream." Amy said sadly to Cream, getting back into the ballet position as rehearsal started again.

"That's because he didn't see you Amy." Cream said assuringly before they began to dance.

Madame Vanilla walked to the side with Vector and Espio, out of the way of the ballerinas.

"We take a lot of pride into our ballet, monsieurs." Madame Vanilla said to the new managers.

"I see why." Espio replied, watching the ballerinas dance with interest, "Especially with that little orange angel."

Madame Vanilla looked at the dancing "little orange angel" and found it was Cream, who happened to be her daughter.

"My daughter Cream." Madame Vanilla said, with an icy look at the purple chameleon, who shrank back slightly.

"And that exception beauty, no relation I ho..I MEAN, I trust." Vector said, gesturing toward Amy, an anime sweat drop by his head.

"Amy Rose, very promising talent, monsieurs, very promising." Madame Vanilla said, continuing to walk.

"Rose you say, is she related to Haman Rose the famous violin player?" Espio asked.

"His only child, I think of her as a daughter also." Madame Vanilla said, getting the point across with another icy look, "And gentlemen, if you kindly stand to one side…."

Espio looked at Vector with a smile on his face and swung a fake chain around his neck like a scarf (In the Phantom 2004 movie, how did that thing get on Andre's neck anyway?).

While on the stage, a singer that wasn't really paying attention to where he was going, accidently stepped on Rouge's dress, ripping it a little.

"Ah! Not on my dress, why?" Rouge yelled at him.

The music continued and a huge fake elephant that was being manually controlled to move its head came on. Knuckles tried to get on it well the rest of singers and Rouge continued to sing. The cat and bat ballerinas danced in front of Rouge to get the new managers' attention and high-kicked while Vector and Espio watched with interest (and not professional interest either!). Rouge saw this and got angry, singing louder in an attempt to take the attention from the ballerinas.

Hear the drums!

Hannibal comes!!!

Which unfortunately for La Rouge, failed.

Near the end of the song, Knuckles' fake crown fell off to thump onto the floor and he gave up trying to get on the elephant. The song ended and Rouge started yelling in her complaining.

"All day! All day! All they want is the dancing!" Rouge angrily complained.

"I bet Sonic will be pleased with this performance tonight." Espio said to Vector and Eggman while Rouge walked up to them.

"Heheheheh! Hallo, hallo, halla, I hope he is as excited by dancing girls as your new managers." Rouge said to Eggman, "Because I (points at herself)….WILL NOT BE SINGING!"

Rouge whirled around and started yelling at her maids, telling them to get her things.

"And get my jewel, bring my jewel, bye-bye!" Rouge said, walking out.

"What do we do?" Espio asked Eggman.

"Grovel," Was all Eggman said, gesturing toward the departing Rouge, "Grovel, grovel."

Vector and Espio looked at each other and raced after Rouge.

"Senora! World-known Artist!" Espio called after Rouge.

"Great Beauty!" Vector yelled, and Rouge stopped, turning around.

"Prisa Bella Diva." Espio said, stopping in front of her.

"Ci! Ci ci!" Rouge replied.

"GODDESS, of Song!" Vector said, panting slightly as he appeared beside Espio.

Rouge said something in Spanish, and the tone sounded like, "Thank you for noticing!"

"Monsieur Tails, isn't there a wonderful solo in Act Three that Rouge plays?" Espio asked Tails, who looked startled when addressed.

"Yes! Yes! Mon no!" Rouge interrupted, "Because I don't hava my costume for Act Three because, SOMEBODY NOT FINISH IT!"

Everybody looked at one of Rouge's maids, who in turn widened her eyes and blushed.

"AND, I HATE MY HAT!" Rouge snarled, pointing at the gold and jeweled crown on her head, and it did look kinda heavy.

"But Madame, I would like to think of it as a personal favor," Espio said to Rouge, who had started to 'cry', "If you would give us a private performance."

"Unless Monsieur Tails objects." Vector said, looking at Tails.

Tails looked like he would rather be anywhere but there that day.

Rouge suddenly said something else in Spanish, getting everyone's attention. She then sighed happily, and giggled.

"If my managers command." Rouge said waving her hands, and both of them sighed in relief, muttering a quiet, 'thank you', "Monsieur Tails?"

"If my diva commands," Tails said, obviously knowing if he knew what was good for him, he would do what she said.

"Yes, I do!" Rouge said, lifting a finger and marching to the stage, "Everybody very quiet!"

"Excuse me, Monsieur Eggman, why exactly are you retiring?" Espio asked Eggman.

"My health." Eggman replied.

"I see…." Espio said thoughtfully.

"Pft! Pft! You as well." Rouge said pointing at two male singers that had been talking to one another and gesturing a maid over, picked up her perfume-bottle of liquid.

Tails jumped unto the maestro's stand and prepared to conduct.

"Senora," Tails said, letting Rouge know he was ready.

"Maestro." Rouge replied, and after the music started, she started to sing.

Think of me,

Think of me fondly,

When we've said goodbye.

Remember me,

Once in a while,

Please promise me you'll try.

When you find,

That once again you long,

To take your heart back and be free…

A scenery suddenly came loose and dropped. Cream saw it and screamed at Rouge to get out of the way. Rouge barely escaped being crushed under the huge and heavy thing. She need manage to get trapped under it though.

"Get it off!" Rouge screamed at everyone, slapping her hands against the wood floor.

Everyone rushed to get it off, and Rouge started crying.

"Big! For the Lord's sake man, what's going on up there?!" Eggman yelled as a big blue cat with yellow eyes and a loose shirt with brown pants being held up by a big belt rushed to the ropes.

"Please monsieurs! Don't look at me. As the Lord as my witness, I wasn't up here at my post!" Big half stated, half pleaded as he hoisted the scenery back up.

Madame Vanilla watched him until a flash of white caught her eye, and she turned to see a note, with red ink and a skull seal, flutter and land on the floor behind her.

"Please monsieurs, there's no one up there. And if there is, well then, it's probably a ghost." Big said, chuckling as he left.

Madame Vanilla bent and picked up the note, staring at the skull seal.

"Senora, these things do happen…" Espio said, trying to calm the bat diva.

Rouge looked at Eggman and suddenly became angry.

"For the past three years, these things do happen! And do you stop them from happening? No!" Rouge snarled at him, then pointing at Vector and Espio, "And you two! You're as bad as him! These things do happen? No, mrrrhhaa! Until you stoppa these things from happening, this thing (pointing at herself with both fingers) DOES NOT HAPPEN!"

She whirled around and screamed at her maids, causing them to scurry after her.

Knuckles turned to Espio and Vector with a smirk on his face.

"Amateurs." He jeered before going after Rouge.

After they were gone, Eggman turned to them.

"Gentlemen, good luck! If you need me, I shall be making robots and battle ships in Australia!" Eggman said as he left.

"Ooooooh!" Tails moaned, putting a handkerchief to his face.

"Madame La Rouge, she will be coming back, won't she?" Espio asked Tails, worry showing in his tone.

Tails looked at him and just shrugged, turning away again.

"I wouldn't think so, monsieur." Madame Vanilla said, coming up with the note, "I have a message sir, from the Opera Ghost."

"Oh Lord in heaven, you're all obsessed!" Vector groaned.

Madame Vanilla just gave him an icy look and turned her eyes to the letter in her hands.

"He welcomes you to his Opera House..." Madame Vanilla read out loud.

"HIS Opera House?" Vector growled.

"And commands that you continue leave Box Five, empty, for his use." Madame Vanilla continued after giving him another icy look, then handed the note to Espio, "And to remind that his salary is due."

"His salary?" Vector asked confounded.

"Well, Monsieur Eggman used to give him 20,000 francs a month." Madame Vanilla replied.

"20,000 FRANCS!" Vector exclaimed in anger, snatching the note from Espio and glaring at it.

"Perhaps you can afford more? With Sonic as your vicomte?" Madame Vanilla asked coolly, swinging her cane slightly on one finger.

"Madame, I hoping to make that announcement public tonight before the performance." Vector seethed, and then proceeded to rip the note five times as he added, "But now, we will have to cancel, as it appears, WE HAVE LOST OUR STAR!"

Tails moaned again, burying his head into his handkerchief once more.

"Surely there must be an...an..." Espio stammered, lost for words.

"Understudy!" One of the actors corrected him.

"Understudy!" Espio repeated, throwing the animal a thank-you glance.

"Understudy! There is no understudy for La Rouge!" Tails said, not believing what he was hearing from these two new managers!

"A full house, Espio! We shall have to refund a full house!" Vector said in despair to the chameleon who looked like he was racking his brains for an idea, heck, any idea!

Madame Vanilla was near Amy and Cream who were chatting with one another, and she turned towards Vector and Espio.

"Amy Rose could sing it for you sir." Madame Vanilla said calmly all of a sudden, taking the managers by surprise.

Amy Rose stopped talking and looked shyly at the managers, who scoffed at Madame Vanilla's idea.

"What, a chorus girl? Don't be silly." Espio said in a no-nonsense tone.

"She has been taking lessons from a great teacher." Madame Vanilla replied in a tone that was almost bribing.

Espio seemed to take that in consideration and he looked at Amy with new interest.

"Who?" Espio inquired, turning fully towards Amy.

"Um, I don't know his name Monsieur." Amy replied politely, smiling shyly.

Madame Vanilla put her hand on Amy's shoulder to comfort her.

"Let her sing for you monsieurs, she has been well-taught." Madame Vanilla implored quietly.

Espio looked at Vector who gave him a look that said, "What have we got to lose?" and Espio turned his eyes back to Amy.

"All right then." Espio said, giving in, and then gesturing Amy to the front of the stage, who came slowly, "Come on then, don't be shy. Come on, come along. Just, just..."

"From the beginning then, please madamoise." Tails said as Amy reached the front of the stage.

The music started to play and Amy prepared to sing.

"Espio, this is doing nothing for my nerves." Vector said, sounding tired.

"Well, she's very pretty." Espio said, looking on the bright side.

Their attitudes changed the minute Amy's singing voice went past her lips.

Think of me,

Think of me fondly,

When we've said goodbye.

Remember me, once in a while,

Please promise me you'll try!

Amy then looked at Madame Vanilla while she was singing and the older rabbit gestured her to continue.