see, I've made you my student because I wanted to show you my genius, in hopes that well...well..." He shuffled his grey paws, "I've been in need of a friend, and since I've gained your trust, I was wondering if you would, you know, want to be my companion, one that I can rely on, and one I can trust, like a friend?"

   Jenna seemed a bit touched, but even though Balto was harmless for the most part, she still wasn't too convinced. He might be her teacher, and probably the nicest and kindest creature in the world, but he was the Opera Ghost, a criminal hiding within the Opera House. She definitely needed to be more convinced.

   "Can I just be your student?" She replied, "We can meet down here instead of behind the walls in my workplace or in my dressing room, like face-to-face?"

   Balto's black face lit up, "Sounds great my dear," He then took Jenna's paw in his, "Together, we will take Paris by storm!" Balto raised a paw to the sky, as Jenna felt somewhat surprised by this sudden outburst.

   "Oh, sorry about that," He blushed, "Sort of overreacted." He chuckled, and walked over to his piano, "Shall I play something for you?"

   "Ok," Jenna responded, "What are you going to play?"

   "Why, it's a song of my own," Balto then opened a thin black folder with the words Music of the Night on the front in gold font, "Made specifically for you." Jenna simply blushed a bit, as she never had a song written for her before.

   He continued, "You see, Jenna, now that we have met, I am now able to show you something far more than singing lessons could ever give you. Music is more than just a gift, it is a God sent, something only the greatest of dogs could be born with. I have only given you a fraction of the power and glory that I have achieved over the years." He then scarcely caressed his paws over the keys on the piano, "Now, listen, as I, your Angel of Music, send you into a world of majesty and enlightenment."

   The wolf-dog slowly placed his paws on his piano, and like some kind of magician, slowly lifted them up, as he commanded a disembodied orchestra to start playing. Where it was coming from Jenna did not know, but it played almost hypnotically, and it was clear to her that Balto was about to sing, and as the rising symphony began to play, the entire world seemed to freeze in time, as Balto began to sing, slowly and softly, "Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation, darkness stirs and wakes imagination…"

   Jenna nearly gasped, as the sound of the wolf hybrid's voice was absolutely alluring, even in these first few notes. It didn't just sound like a regular opera voice, it sounded like a ghost had passed through his throat, as his voice echoed within the hollow walls of the lair. It was unlike anything she had heard before. True, she had heard his voice from behind the walls of the Canine sing those beautiful notes, but to see, to hear those notes come out of an ordinary being was almost astounding, unnatural.

   "Silently the senses abandon their defenses…" He then slowly lifted himself up on his hind legs, and gracefully passed the piano, and walked towards his slowly,

   "Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor," The way he moved! His entire being was like a spirit within him had possessed him, his body moved in such a way that allured the husky, almost like he and the music that played within the lair had become…one. He swayed his arms about, his footsteps silent as he 'glided' across the stone floor, "grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender."

   As he neared Jenna, he dared not touch her, his paws gracefully passing over her fur, his pads barely feeling the white and ruby red hairs. This entire experience was strange, almost like she was being taken under a mesmerizing spell, his yellow eyes staring out of his phantom like form. It was almost like he was no longer the Opera Ghost she had seen, or the Angel that he claimed to be. He was truly a spirit of music, and she was his servant, as the world around her was no more, and it was taken over by the hybrid's dark, lustrous realm.

   He then lifted a paw, and caressed the husky's cheek, "Turn your face away, from the garish light of day," She felt herself turn her head, almost like the hybrid had commanded it, like she was under his control. He then moved his paw under her chin, carefully lifting it and drawing it towards him, as the two gazed into each other's eyes.

   "Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light and listen to, the music of the night." Balto gave a small smile, and used the other paw to move itself over the husky's eyes.

   "Close your eyes, and surrender to your darkest dreams," Jenna did so, and the voice of Balto seemed to become even greater when she could not see him, almost like some kind of disembodied angel was singing to her. It was clear to Jenna that this song was more than just entrancing. She seemed to be attracted to the hybrid in some way, his overall mysteriousness and voice had won her over, and she was helpless to resist his urges. "Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before," He slowly draped his arm over the husky's shoulders, drawing her closer to him, but they still were not touching. "Close your eyes, let your spirit start to sour…"

   Jenna's eyes were still closed, but like a marionette, as Balto lifted his paw above their heads, Jenna lifted her head up just as the paw did, almost like he was lifting her into the air. She then opened her eyes to gaze at the hybrid next to her. "And you'll live, as you've never lived, before…"

   Balto then backed away from Jenna, and lifted his paws again, and continued his song, "Softly, deftly, music shall caress you, hear it, feel it, secretly possess you…" Jenna was even more mesmerized by the hybrid, as he stepped back, caressing himself, his paws moving over his suit and chest and sides, using another paw to lead Jenna along with him.

   "Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind," As he got to the large medieval gate, he turned around, and raised his arms to ceiling again. He seemed to sprawl against the portcullis, his claws grasping against the black bars, and he turned again, his back to the gate, his body in some kind of seductive pose. "In this darkness which you know you cannot fight, the darkness of the music of the night…"

   Jenna then went over to the hybrid whose arms were stretched against the gate, and was about to touch him, but the hybrid flinched, making Jenna walk away from him, and he let go of the gate, and walked towards her again, his voice rising itself from its soft key to a more booming tone, as the music itself grew itself to a large crescendo. "Close your eyes, start a journey through a strange, new world, leave all thoughts of the world you knew before, close your eyes and let music set you free!" His voice grew to immense proportions, almost like a thunder clap of power and control. He had such control over his voice it was phenomenal. As he hit the last note, like a composer at the end of piece, as he raised up his arms like his voice, and waved his paws over his head, silencing the music for a brief moment. He then gave Jenna his paw, to which she took, and he gently, ever so gently drew his arm over her neck, her back to his chest, and she felt herself lie her head against Balto's arm.

   "Only then can you belong to me..." The two dogs then rocked back and forth, almost like a rocking chair in tune with the music, which seemed to slow itself down into a soft, melodic tone, almost like a lullaby,

   "Floating, falling, sweet intoxication," Jenna then felt the urge to touch the hybrid that was holding her, and she almost touched the black mask covering his face, and Balto caught it in a swift motion, and caressed her being, this time scarcely feeling her soft fur. He seemed to tremble, as this was the first time that he had actually felt her like this, and it made him feel sensations he had never felt before. "Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation…"

   He then held her paws, and lifted her up on her hind legs as him, as they slowly moved around the lair, "Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in, to the power of the music that I write…the power of the music of the night…"

   Jenna, completely entranced in this song, felt herself slowly come close to the hybrid's chest, their paws still touching, and the incredible experience was more than she could bear, and she collapsed into Balto's arms, half-awake and half-asleep.

   The hybrid gasped, as he wasn't expecting this to happen. He lifted the husky in his arms, and quickly walked over to the spare room with the red satin bed. As he laid her on the pillows of the bed, he looked over husky. She seemed even more beautiful in the dim candle light. He couldn't take his glowing, yellow eyes off of her, her attractiveness almost as alluring as his voice.

   "You alone can make my song take flight…" He sang softly, as Balto's song came to a close. Jenna slowly opened her eyes to see the hybrid standing over her, but Balto moved his paw over her face against, telling her to rest, and as she slowly drifted off into a deep slumber, the last thing she