A/N: You guys are awesome! You waited and waited! You waited a long time, actually. So, here it is! The first chapter of Renny's final (Actually, there might be a story filled with one shots after this one, but who cares? Renny's awesome!) story. I do not own Monsters, Inc. or any of its products, and same goes for Hotel Transylvania! ON WITH THE DELAYED STORY!

Renny's P.O.V.

My head. Ooh, my head! It hurt! "I think I hit something," I grumbled. I flipped off my stomach and landed on my back. "Ouch!" I cried, shooting up into a sitting position. I looked behind me and saw wings that looked similar to a bat's, just not attached to any of my arms. And when I say 'any of my arms' instead of 'either of my arms' it's because I HAD FOUR ARMS!

I felt the wings attached to my spine and when I pulled my arm fingers away, I saw my fingers had long and sharp claws attached to them. The claws started at my first finger joints, and were at least two inches long! As I observed that, I also saw I had blood on my hand. My wings were bleeding, which was why they hurt so much!

I had to find a mirror! What did I look like?! Where the HELL was I?! I ran down a hall as fast as I could (My wings were slowing me down! They were heavy, so I just let them drag on the ground) and into what looked like a woman's bathroom. I looked into a mirror and saw the rest of what I looked like. Large forest green eyes, light orange/pinkish skin, black and brown hair, and when I smiled...when I smiled! My teeth were razor freaking sharp! I could barely take it all in. My claws, my teeth, my skin, my wings, my hair, my arms, my everything!

I leaned against the sink, breathing deeply. "Think, buster. Think!" I told myself, "What can you remember?" I thought for a minute or two, and then had something, "Renny! My name...my name is Renny. Good, Ren. You got something! Now let's try something else. How 'bout a last name?" I had to think harder for some sort of last name, but eventually, I found it. "Boggs. Renny Boggs. No, that doesn't sound right at all. Renny...Renny...L-Law...Lawrence? Yes! I think I have it! Renny Lawrence! I think that's it! Renny Lawrence."

I pat the pockets in my pants and pulled out a little book. I opened it up and saw the words were small, but still legible, even if they were slightly blurred. "Levitating spells?" I muttered, "Odd." I put the book back in my pocket, and left the bathroom.

After twenty minutes of shouting and yelling for someone to help me with my bleeding wings, a man that looked about my age caught me just as I had fallen forward and my vision had started fading into darkness. "Oh my goodness!" I heard him gasp. His speech patterns and his lips were off balance. I let out a small chuckle and he started shaking me, asking, "Miss! Are you alright?! MISS!"

*Time Skip*

My head still hurt, and my back still ached, but it didn't feel like I was bleeding anymore. I opened my eyes and saw I was lying in a bed with a man, an extremely attractive man, sitting next to me. I sat up and he looked up from the book he was reading. "Oh. You're awake." He put the book down and smiled at me. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!"

"A-a-actually, it's R-Renny. R-Renny Lawrence," I informed him.

"That was more of a greeting, but alright. Nice to meet you, Renny Lawrence!" He shook my hand roughly and then let go of it, "Just a quick question." I gave him a small nod. "Good, because I was going to ask it anyway. Are you a monster or not?"

"Y-yeah. I-I-I'm a m-m-monster," I nodded.

"Good! Because this hotel is for monsters only, and I really don't want a human in my bed."

"Y-your bed?!" I rolled over and let out a yelp as I landed on the floor. "Ow..."

"No, no. It's okay. Now that I know you're a monster, anyway. What happened to you, Renny?" He asked, helping me to my feet.

"Actually, I-I-I d-don't r-really know. I woke up here, with nearly no memory. I could only remember my name. Speaking of names, what's yours?"

"Hm?" He had spun me around and started to dab my wings with a wet cloth, "Oh. Uh, it's kind of stupid."

"It's okay. Let me hear it."

"Alright. My name is Corduroy Montgomery," He told me with a blush.

"...Oh."

"You hate it."

"No, I don't, really! Do you have anything I can call you? Like, Monty or Roy?"

"I just go by my middle name, Cory."

"Alright then, Cory." He stopped dabbing my wings, and put the wet cloth down.

"Your stitches aren't bleeding anymore. That's a good sign."

"Of what?"

"You aren't going to die of blood loss."

"Right..." I got somewhat flustered and just started to twiddle my fingers.

"Come on, I need you to meet my boss," Cory informed.

"Why?"

"To show him you aren't a human like he first thought! I found you, but he saw me take you into my room. He ordered me to stay by your side until you woke up and to find out if you're a monster or not. Now we can tell him you are a monster!"

Cory yanked my arm and dragged me out of his room down to the lobby where his boss was waiting. "Drac! She's a monster alright!"

Cory's boss turned to face us and nodded. "Alright. Then she may stay."

"Good! Can she have a job, please? And a room? Obviously she cannot stay in mine, and-"

"Cory, why does she need a job?"

"She has memory loss. She can't remember a thing, Sir."

"I see. Fine, fine. She can be your assistant," Cory's boss turned and walked away.

"So what do you do, and what would I do?" Cory pulled a stick out of his pocket and waved it. His skin became greener, and his nose longer. His fingers turned longer, and his nails turned black. His clothes turned into a black robe, which ended at the floor, and a large black hat appeared on his now black locks.

"Well, I'm a wizard. Since I'm not a witch, I am not a maid."

"Then what are you?"

"I'm the doctor for the hotel just incase anyone gets sick or injured." Cory waved his wand (again) and a hat that looked similar to Cory's (only smaller) appeared on my head.

"There! That shows you're helping me out. Wizards are the best doctors!"

"Then, since I am not a wizard, what will I do?"

"Mostly running errands. Like getting me ingredients for cures, and maybe a cup of tea every once in a while."

"Oh. Alright. It sounds fun."

"Don't worry. It won't be boring. I'll tell you that much. You can start after a good night's sleep. Okay?"

"Okay."

A/N: I couldn't help myself with the 'The Fault in our Stars' reference. :D

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