Hey, guys! I'm SO SORRY it took me FOREVER to write this, but I had exams and I got sick ( poor little me) so I've been pushing it back until now. Hope you guys like this one, I've stirred a little Linkin Park in it. You know, the band. * grin* DO review, yes? Little me loves reviews, yes, adores reviews. Btw, now you can quit pretending to die on me, Jon. I've written it, I'm continuing it, so there! ~Wolfsun~

Do You Want A Real Remy?

Chptr 5 : Remy Wonders Just How He Got Stuck With Two Mad Teenage Femmes…

    Remy opened his eyes, a warm, peaceful sense in him, making him sigh in contentment. He turned onto his side, realizing that someone else was with him. It was Suni. As slow gentle smile crept up on his face as he stroked Suni's hair, watching her sleep. *De petite has a rougher life then Remy t'ought.*  He sensed her emotions flowing, reveling in the sense of security and safety her mind possessed. * Poor petite…… she needs de rest… and Remy needs de shower*. Unable to keep still in bed, he got up and opened the cupboard, looking for clothes. * De petite won't mind if Remy borrowed a t-shirt an' jeans…* He took a black shirt and the longest jeans he could find and went to take a shower.

Sometime later…

" Remy? Are you really here? " 

    Suni opened her eyes and looked around, wondering if it was all just a dream…before she realized that the shower was on. She smiled to herself and cuddled up in bed, hugging her pillow and listening to the running water. * Remy's in the shower… he's taken everything so calmly… he's such a comfort…I guess that people react differently to things…Odd. Maybe he's taking it so calmly because he's lived through worse things… * She lay there, thoughts drifting before suddenly remembering her assignment. * Oh crap! Olympia! Bloody hell, I forgot! * She leaped out of bed and sat at her computer, connecting to the Internet.

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  Scott sighed and drank the cooling coffee in his mug. Logan stood facing the window, not moving a muscle. Jean and Hank sat at the table, the silence stifling them.

" So he's gone."

" There ain't no way ta get him back, unless ya got one that involves a portal."

"How's Ororo?"

"She's takin' it bad. Been sobbin' ever since I told her. It hasn't stopped raining either. Red, ya'd better tell her ta dry up before we get flooded."

" But my fine bestial friend, there has to be some way for us to reach him."

" Mebbe ya can build a machine ta get him, Hank, but what trail are ya goin' ta follow?"

         Hank leaned back and sighed. " I hadn't thought of that," he admitted, and Logan snorted.

"Of course ya didn't. Besides, he might already be dead for all ya know."    

" Logan! How can you say that! " Jean scolded, her eyes burning with worry and concern for the Cajun mutant.

"It's true, Red. How long can a kid like him stay alive in some other world? The air itself could kill him. The beings in the whateveritis world might kill him or imprison him as an intruder. Are ya tryin' ta tell me that Remy can survive death?"

" I fear that you are right, Logan. We must find a way to get to our Cajun comrade as soon as possible."

"Yeah Hank, but how?"

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 Three hours later, Suni sighed and continued her research on Greek mythology, wondering what was taking Remy so long. She printed a page full of her notes from Microsoft Word even as she looked for articles on Hercules. On her left, pages and pages of Greek gods, goddesses and stories sat on the side of her desk.

"Suni!" yelled a voice and the girl sighed.

"Yes Mom!"

"Someone's on the phone for you!"

"I'll pick it up from you're room!"

"Okay! Hurry!"

Suni raced downstairs, slamming the door behind her, running into her parents' bedroom and bouncing on her parents' bed before picking up the phone.

"Mom, you can put it down now!"

"Okay!" The phone downstairs was replaced on the hook.

"Hello?"

"Hey Suni!"

"Joey! How's it going over there! "

"As good as it can get! Guess what?"

"What?"

"You're supposed to guess, idiot!"

"Hmm……..you just bought the latest Linkin Park cd!"

"WRONG!!!!!"

"I give up, now tell me and don't yell."

"I'VE GOT FRONT ROW TICKETS TO LINKIN PARK'S CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

 "……"

"Isn't it great! I mean, three brand spanking tickets to THE BAND OF GODS!!!!!!! And I forgot to mention…"

    "…my poor ears…"

 "…. I've even got three backstage passes! I mean, imagine meeting THE Joe Hahn himself!!!! And Rob Bourdon! And Mike…"

"Easy, girl. Don't get your panties in a twist. Who are you taking with you?"

"You of course, and… I suppose I could find SOMEone who adores Linkin Park!"

Suni thought quickly. * Hmph…Remy…*

"I think I have a candidate."

"Who?"

"Erm… he's this guy I met sometime ago… He'll love to come... I think…"

"Alright, that settles it! L.A., here we come!!!!"

"Woah, Joey! Let me ask my parents first."

"Okay, then call me back! WHOOHOO!!!!!!! Linkin Park, here we come!!!"

Suni placed the phone on its hook before climbing up the stairs to her room. Upstairs, Remy was curiously sifting through her Greek research, reading the mythology stories. He smiled at her as she came in, his hair falling in front of his face. Suni smiled back.

"What'cha reading, Cajun boy?"

"Dis story…it be int'restin'. Is dis real?"

"NO, silly, they're all just stories, Greek mythological stories. Listen, how would you like to go to Los Angeles?"

" L.A.? Remy don' think there be many people who like Remy dere."

"This isn't your world, Remy."

"Oh…right. Okay, Remy don' mind. Wat are we gonna do there?"

"Go to a concert."

"Oh no… not one of t'ose boy band concerts dat Jubilee likes!"

"Hey! Linkin Park is not one of those boy bands! They're a nu-metal band."

"Nu-metal? Wat kinda music is dat?"

"You'll find out. Now to convince my dear parents to let me go."

"Good luck. Remy t'inks you're gonna need all of wat you can get."

"Funny. Now stay in and don't get into trouble."

"Oui Madame!"

She stuck her tongue out at him before going out again, locking the door behind her. Remy looked at the door, then at the computer, a devilish grin forming on his face. He sat on the chair and began searching for information on Linkin Park. * Heh heh heh… she did say Remy could use watever he wanted…* he thought mischievously.

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He watched the boy and girl bond, a small smile flickering on his face. Oh yes, it looked like he wasn't going to leave anytime soon…excellent. Now, to arrange an 'accident' to bind them as brother and sister… maybe he should arrange them to be blood siblings through the bloodragon binding ceremony. He watched the girl ask her mother about the concert and smiled before he nudged the woman's mind to agree to let the girl go. There, it was all set. He smiled.

He loved these toys… they were so much fun to play with. He laughed as the girl called her friend to let her know of the news. Pitiful creatures. They just didn't know what power and control was. Well, he'll have his fun with them, wouldn't he? Oh yes…

Outside, creatures wailed, and disgusting, pitiful humanoid shapes, toiling on the black fields, chains of tortured souls clinging to their ankles, moaning at every shuffling step the things made. Yet, hiding in the darkest, smallest shadows, two tiny shining figures patiently watching as the lives of mortals changed to the pattern.

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Three whole days later in Joey's house, Los Angeles…

" Remy wonders just how he got stuck wit' two mad teenage femmes."

"Hey, we aren't mad!"

"Joey, petite, as much as Remy likes you, he does believe dat girls who spend so much on music and screams for music is mad."

"Remy, that means I'm mad too."

"Dat's why Remy said two femmes, not one."

"HEY!"

Remy turned to grin at Suni as she shook a fist at him from the side of the pool where she lay on a deck chair, giving Joey, a five foot brunette, ample chance to duck him. Suni shrieked with laughter as Remy went down with a splutter. Joey dashed off as fast as she could. Being an excellent swimmer, she reached the side and clambered out just before Remy rose to the surface, spouting water and French curses. Joey sat, panting, on another chair, waving cheekily at Remy. Suni roared with laughter, enjoying the sight of a cursing Cajun who got out and ran after Joey, who jumped back in to the water. Suni called out:

"Hey Remy, enjoying yourself?"

Remy turned and glared at her. " Remy show you wat he thinks," he called back and grabbed her, flinging her into the pool. Suni screeched as she went in, her t-shirt and shorts getting soaked. Joey started laughing as a drenched Suni chased after Remy in the pool. Life was good.

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Storm was moping, here in her little attic. Logan could smell it rolling off her in waves, the sharp scent in his nostrils. He knew why. It was excactly a month since Remy went missing. No one spoke of it, but everyone felt the lack of his presence. Calmly smoking a cigarette in a corner, watching everyone as they went on with their duties, giving off quick sarcastic comments about Scott's judgment; the little things that no one missed until they were gone. Logan exhaled and put a hand out and stroked Storm's back. She made no sound, continuing her sightless gaze at her plants which, due to lack of care, had begun to grow wild. Logan gently began to massage her shoulders, but she didn't respond. He sighed, and patted her white hair. Hope was dying, even in him, as each day passed…

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Two whole hours later, Remy grabbed the t-shirt and jeans that he was going to wear for the concert. Taking a brush, he carelessly ran it through his hair a couple of times before declaring himself fit to go. Reaching the hall, he paused to yell at the two teens still in their rooms.

" Hey, petities! Remy is waiting, no!"

Not getting an answer, he shrugged and settled down on a couch, grabbing the remote and switching the television on.

Meanwhile, Joey was busy getting every detail of Remy out of Suni….

" He has such weird eyes! I mean, red-on-black! Why didn't he remove them in the pool?"

"He's wearing contacts… you know the ones like in the movies… he has to go to the specialist to get them out. He likes them though, so he wears it twenty-four seven."

"Really? And he is such a gorgeous guy, I mean, he's downright beautiful, get me? God, those eyelashes are to die for!"

"Are you having a crush on him?"

"No, not really…just admiring his…physical looks. Did you check out his butt? God, it is so cute! Damn he's hot!"

* sigh * "Just stay away from him, okay? He's not exactly available now."

"Some other girl got him, huh? Hey what about you and him? You'll be a good couple!"

"God! Me and Rem? No way! He's more like 'big brother' than anything else, and I like it that way."

"EY PETITES! IT"S GETTING LATE IF YA KNOW WAT REMY MEANS!!!!!!!"

"YEAH, JUST A MINUTE!!!" Joey yelled, and hurriedly brushed her hair. " Come on, Suni! We cannot be late for THE most important concert of our lives!!!"

Suni, ready in her simple white jeans and black top, sighed as she waited for her flighty friend to finish her last minute makeup.

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Eight hours, plenty of screaming and loud nu-metal music later…

Joey lay back on the car seat." That was the most fantastic time I have ever had," she sighed happily, her camera and signed white Linkin Park cap hugged closely to her. Suni yawned and nodded in agreement before turning to Remy. " So, hotshot, what do you think about Linkin Park?"

Remy gave her a tired smile. " Dey be excellent, petite chere."

Joey smirked. " I knew it!" she exulted at the back. Remy grinned at her before trying to start the car engine. Then he frowned. Suni looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"De engine ain't startin'. Hold on, Remy's gonna find out what's wrong." He stepped out of the car and put up the bonnet. Suni and Joey sat inside, waiting.

" And to plus it all, we had to park in a deserted little offshore road like this to park!" moaned Joey.

But Suni wasn't listening to her. She was listening to the sounds outside; or rather, to the lack of sounds.

" Joey, I don't hear anything."

" What do you mean?"

" I don't hear Remy tinkering with the engine or anything. In fact, I don't hear him at all."

" You're joking. Hmm… maybe he answered a call for nature."

"No…something's not right. I just know it."

"Jeez girl, now you sound paranoid. He's probably letting go at some tree right now. You're worrying for nothing."

" Whatever it is, I'm going out there to see what's going on. I don't like this."

"Sure, go ahead, please yourself. Have fun in the cold! I'm just gonna curl up here and get some shuteye."

Suni opened the car door and stepped outside. The bonnet was open, and she saw why the engine wouldn't start. The hubcaps were gone. * Damn…* she thought to herself, *who the hell did that? And where's Remy? * Something hit her head, and she saw nothing.

Joey was starting to feel uneasy. * First Remy, then Suni. Okay, something is so not right. * She got out of the car, slowly. There was no one in sight. Shakily, she called out. " Suni! Remy! Can anyone hear me?" There was no sound, except for the eerie night sounds that were beginning to scare her. " Remy! Suni! God, Somebody! Help me!" She heard a sound at the bonnet, and cautiously ventured to the front. Then she saw stars, before everything went black.

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Chester Bennington, star singer for Linkin Park, band-member, husband and father-to-be was in other words, exhausted. He was glad to not be driving. Beside him, his band-mates, namely Rob Bourdon and Joe Hahn, were asleep, and in front, being the unfortunate soul to be driving, was Mike Shinoda. Chester grinned mischievously before tugging on one of Mike's blue locks.

"Hey, quit that, Ches. I'm trying to drive here. Hey! Stop pulling!"

"I'm bored."

"So sleep, don't bug me! Be good, like Joe and Rob. See they're sleeping fine. Go on, I can stay up."

" I don't like sleeping in the car."

*groan* " Chester, quit being a pain, or… OH MY GOD!"

Mike stamped on the brake pedal and the car screeched to a halt, stopping just inches away from the body on the road, waking Rob and Joe up.

" Hey, what's going on!"

" Can't a DJ get enough sleep?"

"Guys! There's a body out there!"

"Fuck! Did we hit it?"

"I don't think so."

" We've gotta check it out. What if the person's hurt?"

" It looks like a girl… a familiar girl."

"Come on, you guys, let go!"

Chester, Joe and Mike got out of the car, leaving Rob to guard it. They ran to the body and checked for a pulse and wounds.

" Well, at least we know she's alive," Mike confirmed, and Chester continued his check for any wounds. Joe, however, just stood there, his eyes wide, trying to remember why the girl looked so familiar.

"She's only got one wound, but it's a major one at her head. We'd better get her to the hospital." Chester said, and Mike nodded, all traces of weariness gone from him. Then Joe spoke up.

" Guys, I know her. She's one of our fans, and she was at the concert tonight. She took tons of shots of us. She was the one with the white cap, remember?"

Mike and Chester stared at him. " Do you think another fan did this to her?" Mike asked slowly. Chester looked troubled.

" Whoever it was, we'll find out later. The first thing is to get her to a hospital to get that wound stitched up." They nodded in agreement, and Chester picked up the limp figure before they trudged back to the car, worried looks on their faces.

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How's that? Heh, heh, heh…. I promise I won't keep you guys waiting so long for this, k? Do review… you have no idea of the smile it puts on my face whenever I read reviews… I feel like I'm generating a million watts per second. Honestly! Oh, and by the way, the lil' ' bloodragon' thingy will come up in the next chptr… so see you guys then Luv ya all!  WS

P.S. Sorry for the f word, it just fit here and I couldn't move it. WS