:Disclaimer!: I dont own Phantom of the opera! I wish i did! Erik would be mine! the story belongs to Gaston Leruox (thats how its spelt right??) I'm writing this with my friend Steph. Its a self insert...but im going to try and make it good!

:Author's Note!: Well Erik looks like he does from the 2004 movie, i loved Gerard bulter's version. Tho Erik is the love of my life. I've been his fan for many years even before the 2004 movie!

:Chapter 1!: Leruox's book was true!

Paris, France March 13,2009

It was a normal sunny day in Paris, a small group of collage students walked the streets of Paris. It was mid afternoon, and two of the pupils had wandered off to search around, they came across very old building.

"I wonder what this was," one of them said. "Looks like a theatre or something. What do you think, Kiki?"

Kiki looked up at her friend, then at the building and smiled. "Lets find out. Come on." Kiki walked over to the doors that were bored up and old. She started to pull on one to make it loose. "Oi! Kiki! That has a bunch of nails in it! We need a crowbar or a hammer or..." she trailed off. "Maybe a rock? Anyway we need to break the wood. See theres a hole in the door we can fit in it if we move the wood." Kiki said pointing to the hole. Steph sighed. "Here, let's go around back. I don't feel like being arrested in a foreign country anytime soon." Kiki nodded, as she followed Steph to the back of the building. She looked around and saw a shattered window on the second floor. "Steph look! Do you think we can get though that window?" she asked pointing to the dirty broken water stained window.

"Let's try it. There's a big ledge over there," Steph said, motioning over to the side of the window.

Kiki nodded, "I'll go first...". She climbed onto the ledge and crawled though the window. She found something to smash the last of the glass on the window. Steph followed Kirstie up the wall, and then slid into the window behind her. "Getting down is going to suck," Steph said, her voice echoing in the empty halls.

"Kind of creepy, huh?" Kirstie asked looking around them. "I think we're in an office of some kind." Kirstie said as she headed for the door. "Huh... This must've been one OLD office..." Steph said, following Kirstie.

"Come on, let's check the rest." Kirstie said opening the door, she looked to her left and saw a keyholder with a key ring with a lot of keys on it. She took them thinking it might come in handy.

"Well, looks like it hasn't been updated since... God, I'd say the 50s! Be careful of the floors. They might be rotted..." Steph said following behind Kirstie. She looked at the walls, thinking there might be a flashlight, but quickly gave up.

"You can smell the rot in the walls, it's kind of gross." Kirstie said making a disgusted face." Steph check in my backpack we might find something to use as a light in it."

Steph looked around, and managed to find a lighter. "With any luck, we might find a candle or something. I hear cobwebs are pretty flammable," she said in a jovial tone. "I think I might have a lighter in my pack."

Kirstie took out her cell and used its light to make a path. "I'll use my cell for now." she said as she walked down the hallway.

"Christ, its dark here. Are there any electrical lights here?" Steph said, looking around for any sign of light switches, of which there were none.

"Don't think so...I-OUCH!" Kirstie yelled tripping over an up turned floor bored.

Running over as quickly as possible, Steph yelled, "Kiki! You okay?!"

"Ow....shit. I tripped over a floor bored. Be careful." she said, standing up and flashing her cell light on her leg.

"Yeah. And you're bleeding. I might have a band-aid or two," Steph said, removing her bag to give it a better look through, using her own cell as a light.

"Man no wonder it's abandoned." Kirstie said, wincing as her cut stung a bit.

Steph grabbed her band-aids out of her bag (they'd gotten stuck on whatever else was in there) and handed them to Kirstie. "Well, there must be some reason it's abandoned," she thought aloud.

Kirstie put them on, and started to walk again. But more carefully this time. The two headed down a small staircase. They came to the stage, "Steph look it was a theater!" Kirstie said poking to the stage. "It seems familiar like ive seen it before...." she trailed off

"Now that you mention it, it does," Steph said. She trailed of as well, hearing something. It was too faint to make out, but there was still something there. "You hear that?" Steph whispered.

"Ya I do....ooooo I know this feeling..." Kirstie said as she shivered. "There is Something here."

"I think it's on the stage..."

"......" Kirstie very slowly waked to look at the stage. She made sure that the curtain clocked her from sight

The sound was getting louder, but still unclear. It was a voice, possibly, but they were as of yet unsure.

Kirstie peeked out to look at the stage. She saw a dark shadow like figure. Her eye widened, "Steph you see that right?"

Steph stopped a moment before responding. "Yeah..."

"Ok im getting weird vibes from it......" Kirstie said, as she looked long at the figure. "I think its singing....."

"Let's get there carefully; I'd rather not be offed by pissed spirits today," Steph said in a whisper.

"I'm with you there..." Kirstie said; as she started to walk she stopped. "Wait you hear that...I know that song....It's the song Music of the Night...." she said making steph listen.

"Hot shit, you're right," Steph whispered. "Let's get closer."

"It's coming from the shadow....." Kirstie whispered, as the two moved closer, and as the shadow took a more human looking form. It was of a man.

"Who are you?" Steph said, as confidently as possible. "Why are you here?"

Kirstie then noticed who the man was, her eyes now as big as tea saucers. "S-steph....who wear a black cape and black hair and a white mask on his face...because that Spirit looks like him." Kirstie said in awe

"Jesus, you're right! Should we go? This can't be right..."Steph said backing away alittle.

"I don't know.....Did you have any idea that he had once lived? Im in shock..." Kirstie said looking at the spirit of the late Phantom of the opera. "Leruox's book... it was based off of something real. I never thought it would be this real..."

"Its amazing....I guess he stayed here because it was his only home...or he waits for....HER" Kirstie said not wanting to say Christine's name lest Erik over hear them.

"Well, we'll never know unless we talk to him," Steph said, nudging Kirstie.

"...Ok...ill try first...." Kirstie took a deep breath and slowly waked over to the spirit. "U-um...monsieur...I think me and my friend are lost can you help us?" she asked in a sweet tone.

The ghost kept singing without missing a beat.

"Sir...I'm sorry to interrupt you singing but me and my friend are very lost." she said louder. Then suddenly the singing stopped. Kirstie took a deep breath as the room turned from warm to freezing in a second. This gave her a bad feeling, disturbing a ghost was never a good idea. The spirit turned very slowly to look at her. The sight of the white half mask on the right side of his face made her eyes widen a little. It was The Phantom of the Opera! But this time he truly was a Phantom.

"I-I'm very sorry to interrupt you monsieur but we're lost and need help…" Kirstie said in a slightly shaky voice. She thought it best to play dumb for a bit.

Well here is the new version of the Phantom of the opera story I had! This should be a bit better! I hope it's better than the other one!!! Be nice on the reviews please. If you have an ideas please let me know!!! This is the redone chapter!!!~ Kiki