The untold story of Remy Sandulf
Summery and disclaimer:
Most of the characters belong to l.j. smith,, i have basically taken remy's miniscule part in one of l.j.'s stories called those who favour fire. His personality and last name are mine, but i do put great use to all of the night worlds faveroite daybreakers because i love them all and the series would not be complete without them( btw sandulf means "true wolf")
Remy turned around glancing frantically in every direction. He could feel his father's gaze on him, so close he could almost feel the humid breath on the back of his neck. He was being hunted. Born to an alpha, he had refused his rite of passage. He was to take a human life. To kidnap some poor fool, release him or her into the forest and hunt them down .to abuse their hope, torture their pride, and destroy their ego. All for just a glimmer of power, to his father, Remy was scum, to the pack he was pathetic, no matter that he came in contact with anyone, they all saw him as weak, hopeless, or just plain stupid. That is, there was one person who may care, one person who would help if he could, but he couldn't, and no one could.
Remy pov
"Run" my uncle shrieked. I didn't hesitate. I bolted for the city, they would never attack me in public, they weren't that stupid. No way would my father risk getting caught playing his little reindeer games.
I smirked as i ducked into a nearby alleyway. It was just the tiniest sliver of a moon tonight. It was kind of beautiful in an eerie sense.
ash pov
" what the hell!" i cursed dropping the unconsious girl i held i my arms as somthing heavy shoved me from behind. "what the hell is your problem!"i yelled anger dripping off every word i spoke. i looked all around me until my eyes fell on a small dark figure huddled in the corner opposite myself. " look kid," i began, trying to seem friendly. " i didnt mean to scare you or anything" i walked over to where he was sitting and placed a hand on his shoulder he flinched away, but looked me in the eye. " im not scared. im not weak. they're all show them" the kid mumbled before bursting into tears. he was a wolf, exactly the kind of person my dad would strangle me for hanging out with, and here i am letting him cry into my shoulder. quinn would not be happy about this.
quinn pov
" GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" concentraton broken, i flipped the channel on the tv and stumbled to the door. "im coming, im coming, god redfern stop being so damn impatiant" i whined a little pulling on the door knob. " umm... ash, just one little queston, why are you carrying a werewolf bridal style into MY appartment?" i said piontedly as my only friend glided past me, puting the werewolf down on my couch and covering him with blankets. " um... quinn, you wouldnt mind we stay here for a while do you?" quinn looked at the wolf skeptically. " ill think about it redfern, but as of now" i checked my empty wrist as if to check the time. " i believe, you have some explaining to do."