Loki escapes from Asgard for a while. He travels to Paris, 1881 to become a makeup artist for the Opera Populare. He meets Red, a mute street rat of sixteen in the Paris streets. He meets the Phantom that haunts the Opera Populare. He battles with the growing affection for Red (not in that way you pervs.) and Kiwi Levine. Disclaimer: I own neither the Phantom of the Opera, nor Marvel entertainment. If you see anything that happens to be a part of the city of Paris, the Phantom of the Opera, or Marvel Entertainment, I don't own it. I do, however, own Red, Kiwi, and the plot. This is my first attempt at a phanfic, so if it sucks, I apologize.