Dreamwatcher
Unlikely Encounter: Part 4
"You're the one I would
Not be with the most. Why?
Because we're two different people.
We lead different lives, meet different
People….yet…I feel connected to you…
Like we met in a past life. We seem
To share to same sunlight. Perhaps you
Can help me?"
Author's Notes: Some are pretty confused with the flashbacks…so I'm make signs that says when it begins and when it ends so as not to confuse anyone. You'll be seeing a great deal of Remington's family here and see how truly dysfunctional it is! Don't worry, next chapter, we'll be seeing Knuckles' family! Oh, I keep forgetting the credits, so here they are….Sonic and characters are Sega property, Remington, Locke, etc. are Archie property…Oh, sorry, no flashbacks this time. This whole chapter may look outta place then the last three.
*Remington's POV*
It was already 8 at night right now. Sheriff Holmes is such a bastard. It's not hard being constable…well, to me anyway. I just do my job, simple as that. I was promoted to constable when I was only 16...that was only about a year ago. I do my job well, I get my missions and with no hesitation, I do it. It's now that I'm not so sure I feel comfortable being a constable. I guess it's because I'm the son of Kragok, my late father. I'm the next king, grandmaster, whatever, of the Dark Legion…the city of Necronopolis in which I was born. We were enemies to the EST and the royal family of Angel Island….and I feel that we still are, even if we are trying to reunite now. I don't feel comfortable about being a prince either. I was better as a prince 10 years ago, before my life started turning into hell. Hell, it was 10 years ago when things started turning the table on me and others close to me. I won't get into details anytime soon, I gotta go meet my family in the Twilight Palace. I promise that I would join dinner with them, so I hitched a ride on my hover cycle, the Dreamcatcher, and was about to leave until I met someone.
"Amy?" I cried out, pulling my sunglasses down a bit to get a clearer look.
"Constable?" Amy gasped.
"Whoa, whoa…it's Remington, I'm off-duty." I corrected her, "What are you doing here? I thought you were so pissed off by Knuckles that you wouldn't bother to set foot in this city, let alone the island."
"…I came for a reason." Amy quietly said.
"And that reason is?" I asked.
"Nothing you need to know." Amy shivered.
"Here." I sighed and took off my jacket…it was a the official EST jacket. I felt a bit weird wearing that since it didn't match well with the outfit I wore all day. Blue shirt with a black shirt over it, sleeves rolled up. Leather gloves of black with blue strips, along with matching boots. My dark black hair covered my right eye, but it didn't matter because I had on sunglasses anyway. Yea, I did look like a goth, but I didn't really give a damn because I ain't one…though I've been known to do weird things in which I consider normal, but let's not get there.
"Umm…are you sure?" Amy reluctantly asked.
"Yea, I am, just wear it." I said.
"Thank you." Amy slowly wore it.
"Yea, yea." I sighed, "So…where are you going to stay?"
"Huh?" Amy turned to face me.
"Well, if this is one of your destiny trips, I highly doubt your quest will be finished by tonight." I answered, "Do you have a place to stay?"
"Not really." Amy lowered her head, "I don't have enough money to rent a hotel."
"Don't you have a job?" I shrugged.
"I was fired for not coming to work for days." Amy crossed her arms and turned her face away from me.
I took a deep breath and kept staring at Amy. I'm not one to feel pity for a lot of people, but hey…I'm no ogre.
"Hop on." I told her.
"Huh?" Amy looked at me with total confusion.
"I said, "Hop on." I said, signaling her to get on Dreamcatcher.
"I…I…" Amy was dumbstruck.
"I'll take you to my home, you can stay there for the night." I said, "It's a palace, so there's plenty of room."
"O-Okay." Amy placed her arms around my waist and I drove.
"Remington…." Amy started. Hoo boy.
"What?" I asked.
"Did a girl ever dump you before?" she asked.
"No." I answered, short and simple.
"Oh." Amy hugged me tighter. I grew slightly uncomfortable, but I said nothing as not to make her feel uncomfortable.
"I never had a girlfriend." I came in.
"Why?" she asked.
"I'm not a dating person." I sighed, "I'm not gonna date, marry, or have kids."
"So…you want to stay single your whole life?" Amy asked again. Damn, was she the curious type.
"Yep." I nodded.
"But…you're royalty." Amy chirped in, "You're an only child, you have to marry and have kids."
"I don't care." I was getting rather annoyed, "You're royalty, too and I don't see you patching things up with Knuckles."
"I can always be with someone else." She sounded a bit mad at the mere mention of Knuckles, "That's why I'm here."
"Uh-Huh." I nodded.
"I'm looking for my destined person here." Amy hugged me tighter. Damn, it's starting to make me feel really uncomfortable, "Someone of total opposite of me in both magic and personality."
"Amy, can you loosen your grip?" I asked, "It's uncomfortable."
"Oh, sorry." I saw her blush.
"I'm not use to a girl hugging me." I sighed. Silence. Did I hurt her feelings? I turned around and saw her in tears.
"Okay, what did I do?" I asked, annoyed, "Okay…if you wanna hug me tight, then do so."
"I…I'm sorry…it's just that…" Amy struggled a bit on as she talked, "When I was young, I used to hug Knuckles…usually because I was scared…or happy…or…" She started to sob. This was gonna be a loooooong ride.
Fortunately, I made it to the palace and by that time, Amy stopped her sobbing. The guards let me in and we were in the main room of the palace where my family greeted me.
"DIMITRI!" my grandmother Merin-Da came and gave my the hug that could have lasted a lifetime. Oh, incase you don't know, Dimitri is my real name…Remington was the name that I was given when Holmes took me in, not adopted, taken in…it's another long story. I was named after my great grandfather a few generations removed…poor guy's still alive.
"Okay, grandmother, you can stop the hugging." I struggle to get away from her only to be hugged by grandfather Luger.
"Oh, my grandson is here…ooh, look, Merin-Da, he brought a girl!" Grandfather gasped.
"Not just any girl, the princess of the Miracle Planet, Amira herself!" Grandmother chirped in, "My, doesn't she look radiated?"
"Looks like she was crying." Grandfather went for a closer look, "Is it because of Knuckles?"
"Does everyone know about me and Knuckles?" Amy asked, now annoyed also.
"Well, news travel pretty fast." Grandfather took out a newspaper. Amy groaned in frustration.
"She'll be spending the night here, is that okay?" I asked. The two exchanged glances and smiled. That's not good.
"Of course it is, my dear." Grandmother came in, "Luger, dear, go and find Amy a room to sleep in…how about that guest room next to Dimitri's?"
"Grandmother." I came in, " I don't think-"
"Good idea, dear." Grandfather smiled, "Come, Amira." I saw Amy leave with grandfather Luger.
"Hoo boy." I sighed.
"Come on, dinner is almost ready." Grandmother smiled.
I waited in the living room until dinner came. My great grandfather, Moritori Rex was watching TV on the couch.
"Damn Victoria, that guy is cheating on you!" he shouted, "Go with Brad! Go with Brad!"
"Watching soap operas again?" I asked him.
"Yes, now shut up, boy!" Great Grandfather pointed his cane at me, "Don't make me beat you with my belt!"
"Yea, yea." I sat down on an armchair instead. Cranky old bastard. That's what he always is. I admit, my family is a bit…dysfunctional. My great grandfather is a cranky old bastard, as I said, my grandfather must've had his dose of happy pills, and my grandmother is an alcoholic…despite the fact that she claims she quit. That's a lot of bull. I caught her near the liquid cabinet a few times. As if things couldn't get worse, my three bumbling cousins arrived. The brothers in order of oldest, Xenin: he's jokes are so bad it's laughable, Syntar: the pervert, and the youngest (though older them me), Rykor: he's a moron. End of story.
"Hey, Remmy, I saw the pink chick, she's hot!" Syntar, "It's about time you got a girl!"
"She's not my girl." I crossed my arm, face frowned, thoughts in my head begging that they leave me the hell alone before I kill them all.
"Sure she ain't." Rykor elbowed me.
"She isn't!" I sighed.
"Can I have her then?" Syntar asked, "I'll make her life exciting! Very exciting!"
"Syntar, Amy will kill you if you even as much as touch her." I sighed, "Now can you leave me alone?"
"Ooh, someone is lovestruck!" Xenin giggled like the retared person he is, "Our little cousin's in love! Look, he's blushing!"
"Alright, that's it!" I took out the seat cushion and attacked. Soon, all four of us were wrestling between the TV and great Grandfather.
"Damn it, move it, you're blocking my stories!" Great Grandfather chuck the remote control at us. It hit Xenin, so I didn't care.
"Dinner's ready!" Grandmother shouted in a cheery voice.
We all stopped and the three stooges ran like the dickens to the table. I sighed as I dusted myself off. Then, my grandfather Dimitri came, the oldest resident. The dude's 400 years old…he's alive through robotic implants covering every part of his body.
"Remington, what happen to you?" he asked, " Was Holmes treating you hard again?"
"No, I'm fine." I sighed.
"Is that everyone?!" Grandfather Luger shouted.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" came the voice of my aunt, Lien-Da. She's living proof that dinosaurs still exist.
"Oh, Amira isn't here. Dimitri, be and dear and fetch her." Grandmother told me.
"Wait…me?" I pointed to myself.
"If you don't wanna go, I will." Syntar smiled, in a pervert manner.
"No, you won't." I pointed to him, and I looked at grandmother, "Fine, I'll go."
I started to leave.
"She's in the room next to yours!" Grandfather Luger shouted, rather proudly. I sighed.
I knocked on the door and awaited an answer.
"Yes?" came Amy's voice.
"Dinner's ready." I said.
"I'm not very hungry." she said.
"Come on, ya gotta eat." I sighed, "My grandmother makes some of the greatest food ever…when she's not drunk, that is."
"I said I'm not eating." Amy's voice was almost broken.
"Oh, geez." I sighed again, "Don't start crying again! Stop it!"
"Leave me alone!" She shouted.
"If you keep crying, you're not gonna get through life!" I shouted, "Geez…do you still like Knuckles or what?!"
"That's not why I'm crying!" Amy shouted, "I just…"
I held onto the doorknob and noticed it wasn't locked. I went in, hoping Amy didn't have a pillow ready to aim at me. Luckily, she was too sad to even care I was in the room. I saw her on the edge of the bed with her head low. She wasted half of the tissues from the tissue box. I sighed and sat next to her.
"Look, you'll feel better if you come downstairs." I said.
"It's just…so…confusing." Amy sniffed, "I don't understand it anymore."
"Understand what?" I shrugged.
"…Love." Amy wasted another tissue, "I thought I did back when I was chasing Sonic…but now I don't."
"I see." I scratched my head, "Well…I don't understand love either."
"You were never heartbroken!" Amy shouted.
"Oh?" I was a bit thrown back, "Maybe not in romance, but concerning my father, I was. Do you know how hard it is to see your own father die in front of you!?"
"…No." She squeaked.
"At least you still have a chance with Knuckles." I was the one shouting, "My father's dead, so I can never have a chance to spend father/son time with him!"
"I don't care about Knuckles!" Amy shouted, she stood up now, "I don't care about anything anymore! I wish I was dead!"
"Welcome to my world, kid." I sighed, also standing up, "Look, listen, I'm no guidance councilor, but I'm also a friend…I think."
"I'm suppose to find my destiny…but…who am I destined to be with?" Amy asked, "Why am I so confused?"
I wanted to say she was confused because she might have to choose between this destined person and Knuckles. In my heart, I know she still loves him, but if I told her that, she'd cry even harder. I was never good with girls and I'm still not…but I know a thing or two about pity, so all I did was hug her. What am I doing? Wish I never brought her here. Now it feels like she's my responsibility. I decided to keep this a secret from anyone. If Knuckles got word of this, he'd hunt me down.
I made her come down for dinner. She ate very little and so did I. Dinner was embarrassing for both me and Amy. Both my grandparents started to comment to Amy of how much good looking I was and anything positive about me.
"Isn't he an eyeful?"
"Don't you wanna eat him all up?"
"He's cute! Come on, the blue eyes, black hair, he's flawless!"
Those were only a few things those two said about me. Some of them made me sick.
After dinner, I took Amy upstairs to her room. I sighed and took up a lot of courage and said…
"Sorry." I never say "sorry", but I felt compelled to now. Amy sighed and hugged me. Again with the uncomfortable feeling.
"Thank you." Amy whispered, "You feel much better to be with then Knuckles."
"Right." I scratched my head.
"Please don't tell Knuckles that." Amy ordered me.
"Fine, whatever." I shrugged, "Good night."
"Oh, Constable, can I ask a favor?" Amy asked.
"It's Remington." I told her, "And what?"
"Can you come with me when I look for my destined person…please?" Amy asked, while looking innocent. I blushed some more. First time a girl asked me to tag along. I didn't know what to say, so I stood a good couple of minutes, deciding.
"…Sure." I said real quickly.
"Thank you…Remington." she then went in her room and the door closed.
What the hell was I doing?!
To Be Continued…
Sorry Knuckles isn't here in this chapter, but I promise, he'll be here in the next one. I swear to God! Okay, I can't swear, I think it's against my religion.
Profile:
Full Name: Dimitri "Remington" Shinjuku II
Age: 17
Height: 4'11
Rank: Prince of the Dark Legion, son of Kragok of the House of Dimitri
B-Day: Dec. 25, 2521
B-Place: Twilight Zone
Nationality: Japanese/Chinese/Korean/Hawaiian (he's 25% each)
Fight: Karate/Kung Fu/Tae kwon Do/Kendo
Eyes: Blue
Fur: Brown
Hair: Black/blue
Weakness: Antisocial
Vehicle: Hovercycle: Dreamcatcher
Family: Kragok (father-dead), Oh' Lula He (mother-dead), Luger (grandfather), Merin-Da (grandmother), Moritori Rex (Great Grandfather), Lien-Da (aunt), Xenin, Syntar, and Rykor (cousins), Dimitri the first (extremely old grandfather several generations removed)
Remington was born in a rather dysfunctional family. That's one of the reasons he is what he is today: rude, insulting, antisocial. One wonders how he got the job as an EST, let along an extremely high ranking of constable. Most of his life is a mystery as he tries to reclaim his past, piece by piece, though I don't see why since he has a pretty dysfunctional family. He also has magic like Knuckles and Amy…White magic…which is odd since he is nothing like purity. Unfortunately, he can't handle his magic well and at times, goof up. He also doesn't take crap from no one. If something annoys him, he'll tell that person to shut up, if he hates something, he'll say it. People also consider him weird, since he practices voodoo, wear dark clothings, tries to punish his aunt, read Edgar Ellen Poe and Steven King novels in the dark, etc…he could be mistaken for a gothic, but he is NOT a gothic in anyway, sharp or form. He's just a guy trying to have something he never had: friends…even if he doesn't know that…he's also a talented singer/dancer…but he'll never show it in public!