"The legend goes that a mysterious rider flies through the night looking for redemption. The only thing any one alive knows is they wear a mask and their steed is darker that a new moon night! Beware the Night Rider!" Andre, Joseph Buquet's replacement, said. Idiot. Time to have some fun. "Those who speak of what they know find too late the prudent silence is wise. Andre hold your tongue or be caught under the Night Rider's knife." I projected my voice around the opera house. My fellow ballet girls screamed. I was barely holding in my laughter.

The night. Ahh..... my home. I walk through the false wall. My illusions kept my home safe from intruders. I saddle up Shadow. "Let's explore boy." I said as I climbed on. I closed my eyes enjoying the joy of riding. Shadow slowed to a stop. "Where are we Shadow?" I asked. The candles blew out. Great. Fortunately I have perfect night vision. I saw a man dressed in black with a white mask on one half of his face. "Who goes there?" I said. The man advanced slowly. Strange normally people would be afriad of the Night Rider's voice. Does this man have a death wish? "Who are you?" he asked. I know that voice. The Phantom. I took Shadow's reins. "The Night Rider." I said. "The one they speak of. Madame" He was baiting me. "You can not make me reveal who I am as hard as you try. For I am everyone and yet no one. I am the prima donna and the lowly chorus girl. I am the most likely person and the least likely. I am everywhere and no where. I know you are the Phantom of the Opera and I know you are angry that someone new is overshadowing you. But I am as old as the tamed horse yet as young as the last rain. You are a mere babe compared to me for I am an Immortal. Your powers pale to mine. You are an Immortal but a young one. Leave while you still have the chance." I said. "Where do you dwell? Even an Immortal must live somewhere." he said. "What is your real name? Even an Immortal has one." I retorted. I climbed on Shadow's back. "No." he said. "I'll make you a deal. If you tell me your name I will lower my defenses to you for two days. If you find my home before I return at dawn on the second day you will be allowed to know me. Do we have a deal Monsiuer?" I stuck out my hand. "Yes." he shook it. "Erik is my name." he said. "Well Erik good luck you will need it." I said riding off. Let us see how this Opera Ghost fairs against the Daughter of night herself.

Erik

I will find out this rider's home. I must get started at once. There is a lot of ground to cover. It's not like I need sleep. The rider would want a place where they won't be disturbed.

The Night Rider

He is a fool. If he doesn't find it by tonight I will point him in the right direction. He has wasted a day while I practiced.

I ride next to him. "Giving up?" I taunt. "Never. I will find it." He said. "Andre always tells that stupid story about me to those dumb ballet girls you'll find me." I said and with that I rode into the night.

Hopefully he gets my hint. I roll my eyes to get Erik's attention. "I have warned you Andre. You speak of me again and you shall lose your tongue." I thundered. That should do it.

Erik

Wait that one girl rolled her eyes. "I have warned you Andre. You speak of me again and you shall lose your tongue." Night Rider thundered. That girl smiled. She is the Night Rider. I am certain of it. Now to follow her.

The Night Rider

I sensed him following me but I didn't care. I stepped through the wall and started to saddle Shadow up. I put on my cloak, toss my head of brown curls back, and put my mask on. "Shadow to London. That Barber must warned." I said.

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Hey people. thanks for reading this so far. I need two girls names. One for Night Rider and one for Death Bringer. Please give me at least one nickname to go with each.