All I Ask Of You
Through the Opera Populaire, panic and chaos ran rampant, and all the while Christine led Raoul up a set of winding stairs. Her hair flew, her movements so desperate, but she knew they neded to get as far away from this disaster as possible. They still could not believe what they witnessed: The Phantom of the Opera actually killed Joseph Buquet in cold blood, hanging his carcass over the rafters for the entire audience to witness.
As the two ran, the Mane Six and Spike ran close behind desperately trying to catch up.
“This has officially been the worst opera I ever attended,” Rarity declared.
“Why?” Pinkie asked, smiling. “I thought it was pretty well-performed by the whole cast.”
Every pony, even Christine and Raoul, all looked at her wondering how this pony could truly be so oblivious by what just happened… Seconds ago.
“Gee, I don’t know Pinkie,” Rainbow replied, sarcastically. “Not like some psychotic man in a mask attacked our friend and just killed someone!”
“Oh no, I’m afraid there’s been a mistake!” Fluttershy corrected. “The Phantom didn’t hurt me; Joseph Buquet did!”
“Regardless, he just done killed a man!” Applejack spoke.
“Girls, perhaps this conversation is best discussed when we’re out of danger,” Twilight suggested.
Everyone in the group nodded, continuing to run to higher ground. Eventually, they reached the roof of the opera house, into the freezing cold winter snow. Spike shivered uncontrollably from the cold air, even though the fire in his belly would keep him warm. Still, as the cold air blew all around them, Spike practically hugged his arms around himself for extra comfort.
“R-R-Really w-wish I h-had a j-j-jacket right now,” Spike shivered, chattering his teeth.
Twilight used her magic to conjure them all some winter garbs, which they gladly put on. Once properly dressed for the winter weather, they sighed in relief.
“Ahh… That’s better,” Spike sighed, happily.
“Yeah, ah never expected it tah be this bad out,” Applejack said.
“Rainbow, could you possibly do something about this weather?” Pinkie asked.
“It’s not like it’s snowing randomly here, Pinkie,” Rainbow answered. “It’s the middle of winter, not like we get in Equestria. Even if I do manage to clear away the clouds, they’ll just come back.”
As they talked amongst each, Raoul tried his best to comfort a very shaky, very scared Christine, who was desperately searching around.
Raoul tried to convince Christine the Phantom she spoke of was all just a figment of her imagination, as the snow fell upon his face and hair. Now was the time for the ponies and the little dragon to interject their opinions on that matter.
“Yes Raoul, it’s true,” Twilight told him. “We’ve all seen him.”
Raoul merely scoffed, brushing off her statement entirely.
“You must have all been dreaming,” He dejected. “Or simply hallucinating—”
“Dude! It’s completely true!” Rainbow said, backing Twilight up.
“Yeah, he lives under this here Opera House,” Applejack explained. “These three odd-lookin’ folks led us down a long passageway sittin’ behind the mirror in Christine’s dressin’ room.”
Hearing her say this, Raoul couldn’t help but laugh. That had to be one of the most far-fetched, funniest things he ever heard. Three odd figures, leading them through a mirror, and down a secret passageway to the masked maniac’s lair. It was unheard of, absurd.
“You can’t possibly believe that,” Raoul said.
“Rarity was there with Christine,” Twilight said, turning to her. “Ask her yourself, she can tell you.”
In that moment, every pony and everyone else turned toward the fashionista. Her eyes widened at all the attention suddenly onto her, and not the kind she most enjoyed.
“Rarity, can’t you please tell him it’s all true?”
Rarity looked between her friends, then Christine and eventually Raoul. She just stood there, contemplating her next move. On one hand, she was completely terrified and disgusted that Erik would do something like this. The man she met down in that cave, so kind and gentle towards her, only to discover just what he is capable of. Then again, she gave her word to never reveal his secret to anyone, not for any reason. And as any pony knows, Rarity is a lady of her word. Not to mention, she was still rather annoyed with her friends, if not disappointed. She figured it be best to keep the information to herself and confront Erik about it later, herself.
“My apologies, but I know absolutely nothing about what you are all speaking of,” Rarity finally said.
“You can’t be serious!” Rainbow shook her head.
“I AM serious, Rainbow Dash!” Rarity shot back. “I’ve never been more serious in all my life.”
“Rarity, we know yah made a promise to him,” Applejack argued. “We know he asked ya not tah tell his secret. But he done just did a man in; he has tah be held accountable!”
But Rarity just turned her head to all of them, before turning away just as quickly. When she did, she thought she caught a glimpse of a black figure hiding behind one of the statues on the roof. Look closer, she noticed that the figure was indeed Erik. He lifted a finger to his lips, signaling her not to say a word.
While all this went on, Christine’s face turned terrified as she approached Raoul, clutching a red rose with a black ribbon tied around its stem. Christine stared upon the rose in her hands, at its delicate petals and sharp thorns.
As Christine sang, walking away from Raoul, her back to him, she faced the opposite end of the roof. Christine sang softly, not knowing the Phantom himself was hidden behind the massive statue before her.
The Phantom sang, so faintly, like a ghost whispering into Christine’s ear. She looked around, shocked to hear his voice. Her breathing picked up, fearing what may happen. Then, she felt Raoul’s warm hands upon her shoulders, his head resting against hers. He took her hand, leading her back to the center of the roof. She slowly let the rose slip from her hand, falling onto the snowy, icy ground. The ponies and Spike all came to her side as well.
“Christine, are you alright?” Fluttershy asked, worriedly.
“Is he here?” Spike asked. “Right now?”
“Well, if he is, I’ll knock his block off!” Rainbow growled, prepped to fight. “After what he did to you, to Rarity, and everything he did tonight. Just let the scary man makes his move, I’m gonna nail him!”
Christine gave a small giggle, but immediately went back to her heavy breathing, drawn by sheer terror. Raoul couldn’t bear to see his beautiful friend so hysterical. He lifts her chin, to look her straight in the eyes, and did the one thing he believed would calm her… Sing.
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Raoul gently placed a hand onto her cheek, letting his thumb pass over her cheekbone wiping away a stray tear.
Warmth seemed to spread throughout Christine’s entire being, as Raoul serenaded to her, holding her hands to comfort her. She smiled toward him, feeling safe in his presence.
When those words greeted the Phantom’s ears, he felt betrayed… Destroyed… Broken. He could hardly believe it: Christine loved ‘that’ man? He felt as if his whole world, having been momentarily warm for what seemed like a moment, turned cold as the icy stone of the statue he was braced against.
Raoul hugged her, holding her close to him, his arms around her protectively.
As Raoul stepped back, he held her hands bringing her further towards the center of the roof. Snow continued to fall, catching in their hair and on their clothes, as they leave a trail of footprints in the snow.
The Phantom didn’t know why he kept listening. His chest began to ache with pain, from the sincerity of Christine’s words. His heart slowly began to break.
Raoul sang, as he stood behind her, holding her against his chest, his arms around her waist, and her hands along his own. The Phantom could hear the emotion in Raoul’s voice, as his heart shattered further. He began to realize how problematic this was— He was losing Christine; he was losing her. He turns his head, watching the couple, knowing he was being self-destructive.
Christine smiled, as she felt him press a kiss to her head. She pulled away to face him, staying close.
They sang together, their faces getting closer. Raoul placed a gentle hand on her cheek, the two leaning closer to each other till their lips touched… And they kissed. The ponies and Spike stared wide-eyed, huge smiles on their faces as they watched the two profess their love for one another. The Phantom’s shoulders hunched as he turned away, his heart shattered like glass thrown to the ground. He shut his eyes, trying not to look, but he was shaking. He felt absolutely… Betrayed.
Raoul lifted Christine up and twirled her around, the two grinning to each other. Christine’s pink skirt twirled around her, swaying as he set her back down for another kiss. The two pulled back after a long moment, their faces close together.
The two finish softly, kissing gently once more. Christine pulled away, looking up at Raoul. A collective squeal off the side caught their attention and they both turn to see Twilight, Fluttershy, and Pinkie squealing in delight like school fillies.
“Oh… My… Gosh, you two are so perfect for each other!” Pinkie babbled. “You’re just like me and Cheesy-Wheezy! Except your humans, not ponies, and your names are Christine and Raoul, and you didn’t fall in love after visiting a chocolate factory, but still…”
Pinkie’s rambling caused all in the group, Christine and Raoul included, to look at each other confused. Nonetheless, the girls and Spike were all very happy to see Christine & Raoul finally confess their love.
“I think what Pinkie means to say is,” Twilight spoke, smiling joyfully. “It’s about time you two finally told each other you were in love.”
“This truly is a beautiful moment,” Fluttershy smiled.
“Yes, it is,” Raoul nodded, smiling. “It might not have been possible had it not been for all of you.
“Nah, we didn’t really do anything,” Rainbow smirked, brushing it off.
“But you did,” Christine said. “If you all hadn’t convinced me to sing in the opera, Raoul might never have noticed me. We never would have found ourselves here and now in this moment.”
The girls and Spike smile brightly, walking toward their two friends, and embrace them in one big group huge. After a few moments, they all separated, as Christine realized it was time to return to the opera before everyone noticed she was missing.
They kiss once more, for a very brief moment. Christine grinned at him, as they rush to the door.
They both head through the door, as the rest of the group followed. The only one who didn’t have a desire to leave was Rarity. Twilight turned back, seeing her stand there looking over Paris from above the Opera House.
“Rarity, aren’t you coming?” She called.
“I just need some air, Twilight,” Rarity responded, simply. “It has been a rather long night.”
“I don’t feel comfortable leaving you all alone up here. Especially with the Phantom still on the loose—”
“I said I need a moment, Twilight!” Rarity snapped.
Twilight’s eyes widen in shock, that Rarity, of all her friends, would snap at her for simply caring about her safety. Even though she was still upset, Rarity noticed how her little outburst affected her friend as a heavy sigh escaped her lips.
“I’m sorry for my outburst, Twilight,” Rarity said, softly. “I just really need to be alone right now.”
Twilight released a sigh of her own, before eventually nodding.
“Alright, just come back in when you’re ready.”
Soon Twilight left the roof, shutting the door behind her. Rarity took a deep breath, before facing the large stone statue. Sure enough, Erik, the Phantom of the Opera, emerged from behind it. For a moment, the two could only look at each other in utter silence, as the cold wind swept through Rarity’s mane and made Erik’s cape sway.
“How could you do that?” Rarity whispered, breaking the silence.
“I can’t—”
“HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?!” Rarity screamed.
Erik was slightly taken aback by Rarity’s outburst, still he knew why she did it. He slowly approached her, kneeling beside her. But Rarity took a few steps back, out of caution, never taking her eyes off him.
“You don’t understand,” He simply replied.
“What could I possibly not understand?” Rarity asked. “When we first met, I saw you as a man of passion, an artistic genius. Yes, you were closed off and chose to hide behind these walls you put around you. But I was willing to see past all of that and I saw a man in need of kindness and compassion.”
Erik sighed to himself, as he faced the ground, with no desire to truly face the angry, hurt unicorn who at one pointed called him a friend.
“You asked me to keep your secret and I did,” Rarity continued. “But only because I thought you were a good, maybe even a good friend. Now I don’t know what to possibly think. You killed a man tonight and now his body lies dead on that stage!”
“He was a drunk and a monster!” Erik shot back.
“I admit Buquet is not the most pleasant fellow in the world, but nothing he could have possibly done is worth killing him—”
“He attacked your friend!” Erik yelled.
This seemed to blow Rarity back a bit, the moment said that. Rarity truly did not expect him to even say that, let alone be so upfront about it.
“What do you mean?” Rarity asked.
“I was watching the performance from above the stage,” The Phantom explained. “I noticed him grab hold of your yellow friend; I saw the fear and pain in her eyes. Knowing she was your friend, my blood began to boil and race, and I knew I could not let him go unpunished.”
As Erik explained his actions, Rarity started to rethink what she had seen in him throughout the entirety of the last twenty minutes. Erik didn’t kill the man simply because he could or even because he had wronged him. But he did it only because he was saving her good friend, Fluttershy.
“You truly saved Fluttershy from that man?” She asked, uncertain.
“You need simply to ask her yourself,” Erik answered. “To know if she had been attacked before I disposed of him.”
“Well, despite your good intentions, nothing calls for killing a man in cold blood as you did.”
“Would you rather I let him live? To let him do God knows what to your friend?”
“Absolutely not! But certainly, there must have been a better way to handle the situation.”
“With men like Joseph Buquet, there is no other way. No matter what you do, no matter what you tell them, they’ll never stop. It was up to me to put a stop to him once and for all.”
Rarity could not believe this man justified killing a man even to save one of her friends. Despite all his best intentions, it is still murder. Not even all of Equestria would forgive anyone for committing such a terrible act. All this made Rarity’s head hurt immensely, she knew she needed to get away from all this, at least for a while.
“Erik, I really need to leave,” Rarity told him. “I need to think this through.”
She began to walk quickly towards the exit, using her magic to pull the door open when a sound caught her attention. She turns back and saw Erik kneeling down in the snow, holding the rose Christine had discarded. What really pained her though was seeing Erik crying, clutching the rose like it was a life force. Despite how she felt about his actions, she did feel extremely dreadful for the mystery man.
Here Erik was, having just heard Christine and Raoul profess their love to one another, which was understandably heartbreaking for him. Now he must think he just lost his only friend he had ever known in the fashionista. Even Rarity couldn’t help the lone tear that streamed down her face. In a way, especially when it to heartbreak, she knew ‘exactly’ how he felt.
Ever so slowly, Rarity walked back toward the poor man until she stood right before him. He slowly looks up, as her eyes watched over him.
“For what’s it worth, I thank you for saving Fluttershy tonight.”
Rarity leans close and gave him a tender kiss on his unmasked cheek. She then quickly makes her way back to the door, pulls it open with her magic, and reenters the opera house. This left the Phantom kneeling in the snow on the roof, all alone in the cold. He slowly lifts his gloved hand up and touched the very spot on his cheek where Rarity kissed him.
The Phantom then turned back to the ground, where he found the rose at his feet. He stares at the flower in shock, his eyes stinging with tears as he suddenly thought back to Christine’s betrayal.
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The Phantom sang softly to himself, the snow lands upon his black cloak and into his hair. Flakes of frozen water land upon the petals of the deep red rose. He couldn’t stop staring at it.
The Phantom choked back tears, as he held the rose to his face. Tears slowly rolled down his cheeks, pressing the rose against his mouth, feeling the soft petals becoming crushed. Only when his mind drifted back to Rarity’s kiss toward him did he feel somewhat at peace. His brain swirled with images of nothing but the beautiful unicorn. From the moment he first saw her, to her first performance, their initial meeting, and that one moment where they sat hoof in hand. For just this one moment, he actually felt… Happy.
All of a sudden, he heard Christine and Raoul sing inside his mind, as his thoughts drift back to her betrayal. He let the rose slip into his gloved hand, as his breathing picked up in a rage. His eyes focused off in the distance, as he crushed and destroyed the soft red petals. The shredded petals landed on the white snow, till the bare stem joined the shreds as the Phantom dropped it. He soon rushed to a statue on the corner of the roof, climbing along the back, till he stood between the wings.
The Phantom sang in an absolute rage, the last note belted out for what felt like an eternity. Snow fell in flurries around him, as the cold air cruelly bit his face. He stared at the black sky, trying to catch his breath. After holding the note out, he slid back down onto the roof, hearing the orchestra begin to play the music from the opera.
The Phantom felt destroyed, as the truth became crystal clear. Christine didn’t love him; she loved that man named Raoul. He felt rejected and positively broken. A thought crossed his mind, as he stared at the mutilated rose on the Opera House roof. He would have to trick her, to get Christine in a way she wouldn’t expect. So long as he still had breath flowing through his body, he refused to give her peace – At least, not for a long amount of time.
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Excellent as always
Now we come to one of the most beloved moments in the entire musical, one that also turns the tides of what's still to come especially going into Act 2. After all the chaos, even after witnessing a man hung by the noose, amidst all the excitement... It is within that moment that Christine and Raoul acknowledged how truly in love they are with each other. Seeing how all the so-called 'fantasies' of the Angel of Music and the tall-tales of him being a 'Phantom' residing under the Opera truly scares Christine so and how she worries he will constantly haunt her for the rest of her life, Raoul had to step in and let her know that he will always be there for her because that's how much he cares for her (So long as we don't count what happens in 'Love Never Dies').
Back to the subject at hand, this scene is fitting for one of the most beautiful duets of all time in this musical. I personally would often perform this piece at Karaoke nights at the bowling alley, but the problem is I can never find the 'right' woman to do the Christine part (Call me picky, but I seek a very specific voice). Fans may not be crazy about the Christine-Raoul ship, most people side with her being with Erik and I have always seen why. But here we have two childhood friends, who have known each other for awhile and yet only realize they want to be more than just friends even after a tragic event occurs. And for the specific canon of this story, their eventual get-together would not even be made possible without the help of their new friends.
We also see that while Rarity is still somewhat in conflict with her friends, but not to the point she 'hates' them apart from being 'disappointed' in their behavior, we see her try to understand why The Phantom would do something as horrid as committing cold murder with no apologies. In the initial musical, he supposedly did it because Buquet had been saying stuff about him when it wasn't wanted though whether or not Buquet was ever telling the truth or only did it for attention remains to be determined. But to have Buquet committing some 'adultery' in a sense, the way he disrespected Fluttershy's personal space and tried to take advantage, I would not feel happy about it either. And in a way, as used for this story, what The Phantom says is true: No matter how you try, certain people will never put aside their own dirty habits and at the end of the day the only way they can ever truly stop is when... Well, something far more drastic is taken (Which, FYI, should never be your only reason but that won't stop others from doing it).
Yet even after everything Erik did, while she may not be happy with him, Rarity is at least thankful that he did something to help one of her friends (That deep down, despite his malicious intents, he does have 'a' heart). But then again, that's just how the ponies of Equestria are. No matter what villains do to hurt anyone or how their acts lead to their own selfish desires, if they are willing to express remorse for their actions or if they are willing to accept an offer to change, it goes to show the ponies are a very forgiving species (Which has been a heavy subject of debate for their actions, on whether it's right or wrong). Now, even Rarity may not approve of Erik's murderous ways to handle his problems especially considering he made an effort to justify his means and not feeling sorry about it. Yet, for this particular reason, Rarity truly cares deeply for this troubled man or else she wouldn't be going through all this trouble of keeping her promise to maintain his secret, even when it seems to distance her from a group of friends she's known for years.
All the more makes me wonder what's to come when the next chapter arises.
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We do our best to make it so, Mr. Ribbert.
What an emotional chapter this is, the sweet love between two young people confessing in each other and the bitterness betrayal from the Opera ghost is filled with jealousy rage. Also, the a kind gesture of Rarity given to the Phantom moments of sorrows.
The chapter is a very beautifully amazing guys!
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That was all the intent for this one chapter: To capture all the contrasting emotions that makes this one of the highlights of 'The Phantom of the Opera' and why fans of the show and how fans just learning about it can understand why it's so powerful, with a few added elements. The confession between two life long friends, with one of the most powerful songs in the background, and the feeling of betrayal one man endures after everything he did to make all this possible for a girl he holds high esteem for.
In some way, I can relate to The Phantom's struggles. Back when I used to date, one instance for six years and the other... Barely a year, I did not want to be the stereotypical macho man who has a woman do things because I want them to or come off as egotistical and prideful. I wanted to be the true major model of a modern day gentleman, to prove that chivalry can still exist in an otherwise crazy period of human history. To offer a woman a chance to share their thoughts and concerns to an open ear, even when I lack the answers they want. To make them feel invited not just in my own home, but to feel they are part of the family. To buy them dinners or tickets to events or even do the things they like, not because I feel a sense of obligation or I'm told to do it or because I feel as if I 'have to', but because I 'want' to. Because that's just the kind of guy I am, the kind of man I'll always be.
The problem was: All the women I've ever had a serious relationship with, to the point we talk about the future, they never turn out to be who I thought they were. Sure, we had some really great moments over the years and for a time we did have that sense of passion, those moments I won't forget. But it's the aftermath that overshadows all of it that makes it hard to remember all the good times because I feel when they start saying things about me or they have their parents tell me I can never see them or when they are too cowardly to tell me the truth to my face, I feel like everything I ever thought about them whether as a friend or a significant love interest... All those feelings were based off a 'lie'. That they only wanted to be my friend or even a girlfriend when it's convenient for them, that they only wanted to be around me for the 'experience' and that nothing I ever do in return ever mattered to them, and that I was never the guy they wanted despite their efforts, when they can go the contemporary stereotype route and be with the jocks who only care about sports or the greaser who can be abusive and get away with it or the street guy who can do whatever he feels like because he's got the sleeveless white shirt, the big muscles, and a mouth so filthy no brand of soap can clean it. Ironically, women like that and I just... Don't... Get it!
*Sighs* The point is: I know how The Phantom feels. I may not approve of his methods, but that's never stopped me from feeling 'sympathetic' for his actions regardless of his motives in any media be it a movie, the stage production, or in this FanFic. I sympathize greatly with him because... I know how he feels when it comes to being a 'freak', even when I don't have the stereotypical deformities.
Okay, please don't give this story a sad ending.
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What we do with this story is entirely up to Mr. Enigma and myself. I can only hope any artistic choices we decide to do isn't too big a takeaway preventing you from showing support for our method of storytelling. If it is too much, I don't know what else we can tell you.
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Agreed. I hope that the next ACT will might give the Ponies the insight in Phantom origin and it won’t cause more drift with Rarity and her friends over this plot twist.
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I'm sure eventually the ponies, even Spike, will remember that rather than judging the Phantom based on what little they understand, the best way to actually understand him is merely getting to know him. We may not know how that's going to work for the remainder of the story, if anything these things take time. But if they truly care about Rarity, just as they cared about Fluttershy when she insisted someone like Discord is capable of friendship, they'd have to put aside their prejudice if only because they trust Rarity. Even if The Phantom is initially a murderer, who will do whatever it takes to see his Opera runs the way it should.
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Musical art over some nobles with selfish intentions?
Clearly, the opera house would be famous if it was’nt for the Phantom Genius Talent to put on the Show.
Oh wow. The Phantom is really looking for some sweet revenge...looking forward to the next chapter!
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In more ways than you can possibly imagine. I can safely say that things are about to get a 'slight' bit intense during the next few chapters. Not 'too' big, but just as special. More than enough to keep our fans attentive.
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Can't wait to see it. Though I myself have always believed more in avenging then revenging.
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Oh yes, there's a big difference between the two common phrases.
On one hand, 'revenge' itself is merely an action of inflicting hurt or harm on someone for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands.
Whereas to 'avenge' someone merely means to inflict harm in return for (an injury or wrong done to oneself or another).
The difference being is that one is an action for a 'selfish' cause and the other defines a motive that is greater than one's self worth.
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Indeed. Avenging someone is much different than taking revenge on someone for their actions. I would stick with avenging over it because, well, it's the better thing to do. Avenging is more focused on bringing justice, while revenge is more personally driven and even if you start out by saying "it's for the best", that thought can easily get forgotten in the rage of wanting to harm someone. And it seems the Phantom falls into the latter category, having no room for morals in his itinerary when someone has "stolen" his love.
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This much is true about The Phantom or Erik or however you choose to call him. He has wants and desires like every other human being, but the actions he takes whether it's how an Opera is run or who should take which part or how the dancing is made or doing away with people who stand in the way of his goals... As creative as he may be, most of his actions are done only for personal gain. Even his love for Christine, as beautiful of a tragic romance as that may be, is only because he wants her for the sake of having a woman to love... Not because he wants to truly get to know her as a person.
It's like... If you feel in love with someone because their hair color is attractive or because they are born rich or you loved them only because they saved your life. But what does that mean about wanting to date someone because you 'want' to get to know them? To look past the stereotype and prejudice that person may be known for, to 'understand' that what they want in life reflects the same as everything that you want. Love is not just there for the sake 'loving' someone or trying every form of sexual activity imaginable. Love is the most powerful friendship in all the land, a promise that you will be there for each other, to always be a team... No matter what.
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I very much agree with this and am reminded of an episode of a show I used to watch. In it, one of the leading female characters falls and accidentally lands on top of one of the leading male characters. He is okay, and even admits it was unintentional-and there were plenty of other characters around to catch her so he wasn't a huge jerk for saying it-but she still falls in love with him because of his actions. The two of them, however, already knew each other and so when throughout the episode she pursues his affection, it really seems more as if she were pining after him. But during that time she also never made an effort to talk with him and find out if he was really the right guy for her.
Love is a fickle thing. I can agree that the Phantom in this case is basically being a hopeless romantic, pining after Christine because she caught his eye and he wants a girl to love. I think in this case, Christine and Raoul actually have the better relationship. He loves her for the sake of wanting to love her and no one else. The Phantom, as you said, just wants a girl. It could very well have been Carlotta he chose as the perfect girl and it wouldn't have made a difference to how he treats her.
Basically, I agree with you wholeheartedly and am looking forward to the next chapter and finding out what kind of revenge plans the Phantom has in store.
Another great story! (gasps) Could it be that Rarity had found her lover here somehow?
Uh-oh! The Phantom wants revenge! Keep going!
That is the song of someone’s very heart has been broken for the woman, who he had feelings and love for. But now he feels rejected in the inside and will not be satisfied when his love competition is out of the way.
The true meaning of love comes from deep within our heart’s, the bond of love is so strong it ties us to the very person who we love. But with the bond’s been shattered, it could drive the person into a state of depression, sadness and the inner rage to eliminate your competition of whom your love has chosen to be.
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Excellent work, Mr. Toonwriter. That must've been quite a tall task to get this together.
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Can't quite reveal too much for what we've got in mind, but Mr. Enigma and I have some extra special chapters in store.
Amazing chapter. So much tension and feeling.
A rejected suitor knows no limits in rage
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That's the idea when it comes to this chapter. Everyone's a bit on edge and we never know what emotional state we can expect. One minute, we have characters admitting their love for one another and some still disappointed in one another due to an initial conflict stemming from previous chapters. Next thing we know we have that one guy plotting revenge just because a girl ended up with someone else.
That was awesome. It really boggles my mind about the concept of killing for the greater good. In war it's required to take the life of your enemies, and yet when saving a life as simple as what Erik did for Fluttershy, it's regarded as just murder regardless of saving a life. I try not to look at such a matter as if it's black and white, but so many still enforce that belief and that there's no gray line.
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Mr. Enigma and I feel that this story, specifically our take on 'Phantom of the Opera', will purposely have the fans questioning their own morality on the concept of what's right and what's wrong.
Beautiful Chapter as always. I hope there will be a happy ending in this story.
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There will be 'a' ending, we just cannot say what it is. But mark my words, it's the journey that's more vital than the destination.
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Discord's reactions are pretty funny. I look forward to what reactions you'll do for the next chapters.
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Loved it immensely and can’t wait to see his reaction in the next one
What dark moment....
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I give it a 11 out of 10 for how hilarious discord's what!?! Was. Priceless, Toon. I actually feel out of my chair laughing my butt off and had a hard time breathing.
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karma is sweet.
(After Act 1)
(Roars in Applause)
WONDERFUL!! BRAVO!!! BRAVA!!!!
Can't wait for Act 2..............
Man, The Waiting Game stinks.
I'm gonna take an intermission, who's joining me?
(Stands up from his chair to go to the lobby and get buttered popcorn and a diet orange soda.)
Hopefully the rest of the Mane Six and Spike would find out Erik's story and realize the reason for his madness. They are losing the support of both Rarity and the audience (AKA some of those in Toonwriter's commentaries).
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I hope so.
Gilda: (dryly) Pinkie, you are an idiot.
Sweetie: Yes, there is!
Bon Bon: (exasperated) WHAT?!?
Lyra: (likewise) Rarity, you liar!
Sweetie: Don't talk about my sister that way!
Bon Bon: I'm beginning to get tired of this Phantom!
Lyra: Me too! He's a monster seducing Rarity!
Apple Bloom: No he's not! He's just misunderstood!
Rumble: Lies! All lies! We're not believing you! The Phantom must be stopped!
Scootaloo: No! He can't!
Sandbar: She's right! We won't let you go against him!
Rumble: If you're not with us, you're against us! DOWN WITH THE PHANTOM!
Celestia: Please, everypony! There has to be a logical reason!
Luna: There is, and that is to put that creature out of his misery!
Celestia: (shocked) No, Luna! Not you, too!
Luna: (angrily) Yes, sis, me too! For Twilight and her friends, we are supporting them in wanting to protect Rarity FROM the Phantom!
Celestia: (glares) If you're gonna be like this, Luna, then it appears we are gonna go to war for this film.
Luna: (glares back) Agreed!
Scootaloo: No, Rainbow Dash!
Rumble: Yes, Rainbow Dash!
(Scootaloo glared at Rumble for that.)
(The group watching this were smiling hugely as well. Except Maud and Mudbriar, of course, as they smiled warmly.)
(The Young Six, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Toola Roola, Coconut Cream and Wind Sprint noticed this and their huge smiles turned to looks of concern and worry.)
(Starlight, Trixie, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon squealed in delight as well.)
Crusaders, Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon, Peach Fuzz, Truffle, Toola Roola, Coconut Cream and Wind Sprint: (in unison, as they hugged each other) Awwww!
Rumble: IN YOUR FACE, PHANTOM!
(But then, suddenly, he got punched in the face from Apple Bloom.)
Apple Bloom: (angrily) SHUT UP, JERK!!!!
(The other foals gasped at seeing this while Rumble recovered and glared at Apple Bloom.)
Rumble: (angrily) So ya wanna fight for the Phantom, huh? You'll regret this!
Scootaloo: (glaring) Well, you'll regret antagonizing the Phantom!
Rumble: Bah! Nopony- or nobody- should love a creature like him!
(Rumble's jaw was dropped open in shock at seeing this, his eye twitching.)
Sweetie: (smirks smugly with the other Crusaders) Nobody, Rumble?
(Rumble growled in anger at this.)
(The group watching this all looked shocked and horrified at seeing the Phantom sing like this.)
Crusaders: (in unison, worried) Uh-oh!
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Perfect as always