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Do You Want A Real Remy?

Chptr 6: What's going on?

Joey hurt. She decided not to open her eyes yet. She could hear some people talking, but didn't understand all that they were talking about.

"… very bad, she'll need someone to look after…"

"…suppose we could… after all we've got a break…"

"… will need a check-up…"

"…will take care of it…"

" I don't…she might not remember."

"…know…safe…open…"

"…damn it! She's in…"

Joey was so tired. She went back to sleep.

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Suni groaned. Her head was throbbing with pain. Gingerly, she touched the side of her head. It was wet, but she couldn't see what the wetness was. Why could she not see, her mind wondered hazily. Right, because it was dark, so dark that she couldn't see at all. But why was it dark? She slowly tried to rise, before realizing that her legs were chained to something. So was her body. Why? Where? She couldn't keep awake. Dark, so dark…

Remy opened his eyes silently. Someone had hit his head, bad, knocking him unconscious. And here he was thinking that this world was quite friendly. He winced a little at the pain. He should have known better than to ignore his mutant senses. Fool. He used these senses now, trying to find out where he was, and what he was doing there. He was chained to a board, that much he knew through the simple experiment of moving his body. Only his hands weren't chained to anything. Why? It was so damn dark… was Suni okay? He knew she was captured…somehow. He tried to find her with his empathy, but something was blocking him. He felt exhausted. Dark, darker, darkest…

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He gloated happily in his seat. How gullible! How simple! The fools didn't have a chance to withstand him! The boy will have to be watched though… his powers tried to communicate with the girl. It didn't matter. Now only the ceremony was left. How fortunate that he had a cult that worshipped him! It was easy to direct them to do his…bidding, as they called it. He preferred his 'will'. It sounded so much better… He smirked to himself and grabbed another fleshball, chewing it slowly as he watched the events, like a child eating popcorn at a movie.

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 Joey opened her eyes, then silently winced before letting out a soft half-whimper. Her head hurt like a mother. Jabs of pain shot through her entire skull. "Damn," she whispered weakly, and felt someone press a cool something onto the throbbing ache. She sighed in relief, and heard someone chuckle.

" Hey," she muttered weakly, "you try getting run down by a cement truck and then you know what it feels like."

" No thanks, one's enough." the other person said, and she vaguely wondered why it sounded so familiar. Since her vision was coming back, she slowly looked at the person holding the cool thing on her forehead. He was dark-haired, white and had tired eyes. He looked damn familiar, too. She frowned.

"Something wrong?" he questioned, and she nearly shook her head before remembering that it hurt.

"No, but you look very familiar."

"Well, you sure can remember for someone who took a really nasty blow to the head," the person who chuckled said, and Joey focused her gaze at him, noting his blonde hair and lip-ring.

"Hey, you look familiar too. Have I met you guys someplace?" she questioned the blonde guy, who grinned. The dark guy smiled.

"You have," he said. "How's your head?"

"Feels like the devil is tap-dancing on it."

Both guys grinned, and she couldn't help but smile back. The door opened, and a Korean guy bounced in. "Rob, Chaz, we've got pizza!!!" he yelled triumphantly.

Then he noticed the girl on the bed looking at her with interest. "Hello there," she said, and he grinned again, even wider this time.

" Hey Sleeping Beauty!" he chirped cheerfully. "Nice to see you awake after all!"

The guy named Chaz shook his head and turned to Rob. " You stay here. I'll get the pizza and Mikey. His shift now."

The Korean guy sat in Chaz's seat as he left. "What's your name?" he curiously asked Joey.

"The name's Joey. What about you?"

"I'm Joe. Hey, Joe and Joey! Kinda cool, don't you think?"

Rob shook his head before taking of the cool thing, which turned out to be a cloth pack, of Joey's head. She winced, and blinked.

"Can I sit up?"

"Yeah, but no getting out of bed, okay?" Rob warned. Joey nodded, and slowly sat up. Then she remembered. " Where's Suni and Remy?" she asked suddenly, and both boys looked at her.

"Who?"

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Suni opened her eyes. She was chained again, but this time, her hands were chained and she could barely move herself. She felt like sobbing her heart out with fear and worry. Was Remy okay? Was Joey okay? Were was she? How was she going to get out? Who was doing this? What did they want from her? Where was Remy? He was an X-Man… unless they caught him too… She felt exhausted, dirty, worried and cold. She wished something happen so that she could be set free. She let out a soundless wail, her throat too sore to give out sound. She began to weep silently, tears trickling down her face and soaking her t-shirt.

Remy felt her, her pain, her sorrow, her fear. He thrashed around a little before giving up. His hands, body and legs were chained, his powers were suppressed, and worst of all, he had no idea who was doing this. Now he understood just why Logan growled. He let out a growl of his own before hopelessly trying to reach Suni with his senses. He concentrated, beads of sweat standing out of his forehead, until he gave up in exhaustion. He wanted Suni to be safe, he didn't want her to hurt. There had to be a way to get out. Somehow…

Something moved in the darkness, and he was still, listening. Footsteps, faint yet audible approached the side of the board he was chained to. A hooded person stood there. "Who are you?" Remy growled out, red eyes flashing. More footsteps sounded, and more hooded figures came, some carrying lanterns. Remy blinked a little, the light stinging in his eyes. They unclasped him before four of them carried him, chains and all. Then they began to chant, a strange, echoing chant that fed fear into Remy. "Where you taking Remy! Where's his petite! Let Remy go!" They ignored his hoarse, angry yells and took him through the strange, empty corridors to another room that was closed. Two 'hoods' kneeled and banged the floor with their fists in a strange rhythm. Remy listened intently, trying to memorise the exact sounds. After sometime they stopped, and the doors opened, revealing a huge room with hanging draperies and lit candles everywhere. There were more hooded figures in the room, and in the center there were two flat boards supported by two white pillars, manacles on both boards. One of the boards was occupied, Remy numbly realized. It was Suni.

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Logan stood in front of the window, looking at the skies above. Ever since Jean's talk with Storm, or rather, talk at Storm, it had stopped raining. The bad thing was, the clouds above were so dark and heavy, they turned the entire landscape into gloominess. Logan sighed. It was time to stop Storm's sulking.

  The short, hairy mutant went up to the attic, which had turned into a wild version of Eden. He knew Ororo would be in there. He stopped at the door. Even from there, the smell of pain and grief could be sensed in the air. Logan opened the door. She was there, a figure curled up on the floor, surrounded by plants. 

"Storm, we need to talk."

No response.

"Ro?"

Logan walked to the curled up figure and sat her up. Storm was lifeless in his arms, her eyes were nothing but distant, blue orbs of pain and grief.

"Storm! Dammit! Wake up!"

She sat a little, then stared at him, her eyes barely registering him. " Remy is gone," she murmured hollowly, and Logan feared the tone in her voice. He raised his hand, and slapped her face.

Her face burned at the shock, and she blinked before her eyes glowed white. Lightning cracked outside, and with surprising strength, she slammed Logan to the nearest wall, her hands throttling him. " How DARE you!" she shrieked, angrier than anyone had ever seen her. Logan pushed her away and slapped her again, even harder this time. She screamed in fury, and Logan leapt in time to save himself from a lightning bolt and he bolted to the door, leading the way to the Danger Room. The furious goddess followed him, trying to strike him with a lightning bolt.

Scott dived out of the way as Logan leapt over him and raced through the Danger Room doors, a frighteningly angry Storm flowing through the air behind him, lightning at her fingertips. The doors slammed shut after Storm, and Scott sat up, stunned. What had Logan done? He got up and ran to the controls to watch what was going on. He could feel his wife asking him what was wrong. * Jean, I think you'd better get down to the Danger Room* He watched as Logan growled at the weather goddess, she giving out a screech in return before landing and attacking him with her fists. He heard Jean behind him and turned, Bobby and Warren had come with her.

"Scott?" she questioned, and he motioned to the screen. The others looked, and Jean gasped.

Logan and Storm were fighting. Not in the usual, fun spirit that accompanied their training, but a fierce, to-the-death fight. Ororo, the usually gentle goddess was a wildcat, intent on killing the hardy, swift and equally violent Logan. This was not right, Scott thought. Logan should have killed her outright. He realized what the Canadian was doing. Logan was merely defending himself from Storm, not hurting her. Warren whispered something in Bobby's ear, the young mutant nodded and left. Scott glanced at Warren. " Preparing Hank," Warren explained, and he nodded. Jean whispered, "Look."

Logan suddenly slammed Storm onto the floor. The woman struggled to get free, then stopped and stared at Logan, who whispered something to her. Tears slowly trickled down her cheeks as she listened to his murmuring voice, and she crumbled into his arms, crying quietly. Logan held her close, talking to her in a gentle, murmuring tone even as he lifted and carried her out of the Danger Room, only pausing to order the doors open. Scott sighed in relief. The worst was over.

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Suni opened her eyes, wincing a little at the pain streaking from her arm. Hazily she turned to her hurting left arm, then stared. Remy was there beside her, unconscious. He looked exsausted and hurt. * Poor Remy, * she thought sadly. Then she noticed something strange. His arm and hers seemed to be strapped together at the wrist, where the veins began, and that was were it hurt the most. Suni looked around, her mind becoming more alert with each passing second. She noticed the hooded figures kneeling around them, and the candles and draperies. * What's going on? * her mind questioned, and she decide to voice it out loud.

"What's going on?"

No one answered. Instead, the chanting that was going on seemed to become louder, and one of the strange hooded figures rose. Suni gulped nervously, then stared in horror. He was holding a syringe. She began to scream and thrash around, but she could barely move due to the chains holding her down. The hooded figure injected her, and watched dispassionately as her screams and struggles faded and she dropped into unconsciousness.   

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