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Note: You may have noticed the bad tenses and stuff like that, but that just me and I doubt it will ever get better. Sorry. This is the story in Remy's eye, if you haven't figured that out yet. :-) Enjoy!

So this da demon's den? Da halls cold and hollow, empty. Only been in one room so far, same way, sides the emptiness. Still feels empty, but there were computers. Da walls are metal, maybe that's why dey feel so void. Worst of all no windows. And we didn't come in throw a door, kinda just `ported in. Sure there's doors, all over the place in fact, but I don't see no exits. Trapped.

"Mr. Lebeau, are you coming?"

"Wh--?" I look up and see him about ten steps in front of me. I must have stopped. "Sorry, yeah, I'm coming." I hurry my pace to catch up. Sinister waits until I'm about two feet away before he continues down da hall.

"You will be staying here for a few weeks, before you start working. You are free to go in most rooms, beside my labs and other doors that are locked. I do however need you to accompany me to one of my labs, so that I can run a few tests." Don't like da sound of that.

"What kinda tests?"

"Nothing much, a few blood samples and such." I shrugged my shoulders, don't know why, he can't see me anywise.

"What `bout `m wife? I ain't doing this for free ya know."

"Ahh, yes, your wife. She will be returned to you when your job is done."

"How I know ya ain't lying to me about bring back my chere?"

"You don't." I stop dead in my tracks, ain't about to be takin` for a ride, unless it out of here.

"Den ya can take me right back ta da cemetery." A sigh of frustration escapes him.

"Come then." What he doing? He turns back down the hall and disappears down a corridor. Guess I gotta follow him. He enters a door, I get in just before the metal doors shut. I stop ta look around. There are cylinders lined up along the walls. I look throw one of the little windows for the cylinders. A face stares back at me. I jump back, and right into Sinister. He steadies me. "A little jumpy are we not?"

"Non." I straiten my jacket. "Now what you come in here for?"

"This." I turn around and he steps out of the way. I proceed to the cylinder he his looking at.

"Belle?" I hear myself whisper. She look like she's sleeping, she looks so peaceful, so pure. Got ta get her out! I reach for the opening panel. Sinister's iron hand grasps my wrist. "Let go," my eyes are flaming.

"You will kill her if you open it now."

"But…"

"I will not create another clone." His voice was too clam. I stand dere for minute. Clone? A clone just a physical copy of someone or something. What about her memories? She'll be like an infant.

"Clone?" Don't want ta blow my chance of getting her back, gotta keep a level head, gotta make sure I heard right.

"Yes."

"Clones don't have memories. She won't remember nothin`. Deals off." I'd shout but the only thing I can manage is a weak broken voice. Didn't help by staring at Belle's empty body. Ripping my hand from Sinister's hand I touch da glass again sliding my hand over the glass and turn to the door. Don't need a exit to get out of this building, so I guess I'll show myself out.

"Halt!" I hear a dangerous but almost amused chuckle come from my gut, but I do stop.

"Ya got nothing ta offer me." Da body ain't Belle just a shell, lookin` like her.

"You won't leave." He sound so sure, like he telling ta me as fact. My blood boils.

"How da hell ya figure dat!?!" I turn on my heals and face him, like a son challenging a father.

"Because I have your wife's memories."

"What? How?" I stair at the object in his left hand. Don't look like a regular data disk, but you can't just store somebody's hole life into a regular disk. I'm guessing dat's what he talking `bout.

"Does it matter?"

"Oui." I need ta know. Did he know Belle? Non, couldn't have.

"Well I'm sorry to hear that, for I don't feel the need for you to know."

"Want proof and some time spent with her BEFORE I do ANY jobs for ya." I'm serious too. Caused enough pain, cuz `f him. I turn my eyes to him, he rubs his chin a little.

"Fine." I wait for him to say more, after a long pause he moves to the door. "Let us continue to my lab."

"When?"

"When are you to see your wife?" I feel my head nod. "Soon, but now come."

******

Dis is defiantly not just a few blood tests. He orders me to move into a cylinder shaped chamber. I slowly look over the chamber as he watches patently. It look different from the other ones. Don't have any windows, but I ain't worried. Am I? I step in. I expect that the doors are going to close shut, but they remain open.

"Strip off all of your clothing." I barely hear his icy voice. I hesitate, then quickly take off my shirt and pull my pants down. Floors cold, so da socks stay on. And I don't take my pants for just anyone, so I leave da boxers on, too.

"What ya doing anyway?" I peek my head out of the door and look toward some computers. I can feel him moving around over there.

"A body scan, please remove your necklace." He has come into view. I look down at my chest, dis thing means da world ta me. I quickly remove it and place it on top of the other clothes.

"Dis da last test, right? What was that think ya stuck me with before? Don't tell me it was just a needle for drawing blood, `cus dere's no way I would believe ya."

"Yes, this is the last test."

"What about da other one?"

"It was a… DNA test. Now get the rest of the way in the chamber, I'm closing the doors." Hardly get my head in before the door reached my height. It's completely black. I hear some noises, then Sinister's voice. "Stand still." A light washes over me several times. The doors open and I quickly put my clothes back on. He comes over, scowling at me for not striping completely.

"So where's my room." I give him a cocky smile. He isn't amused.

"Scalphunter will show you around."

"Oh joy." I mumble as I move my gaze to him. I don't think he heard, but I know Sinister did.

"Let's go, Prettyboy, I got better things to do." Yeah, like… never mind.

******

"Here's the laundry room, and there's the kitchen. Still with me, Prettyboy?"

"Oui." I spat back. "Where's my room?"

"Living quarters are up farther. Thought I'd introduce you to the rest of the team."

"I ain't on your team, Scalphunter. Besides, I already know `m." And hate `m.

"No biggy." He stops in front of a door, it slides open. "Hey, guys, look what the rat dragged in." He pulls me into the room. None of 'm look up, just continue doing what they were doing before. That's good. Do hear a few curses directed toward Scalphunter. The sound of someone playing pool behind me catches my attention. Creed. He doesn't look up, but I hear him sniff the air.

"Lebeau." The way he says it runs a shiver down my spine. He enjoys it. That's all it took to catch the Marauders attention. Most of the others turn around on the couch or put down there magazine to take a look-see.

"Creed." I dismiss him and plop down into a chair and light a cigarette. Ya can't let this bastard know he bugs ya. I tilt my head back and blow the smoke from the cigarette out. I place it back in my mouth, it's plucked out.

"I prefer Cubans myself, but I guess this will just have to do." Creed puts my cigarette in his mouth. I get up, not aggressively. Can't let any of them know that being around them bugs me. Creed is about three feet from the door. They think I'm just goin` walk out. Not quit. As I walk pass Creed a remove cigarette from him and place it in my mouth. I'm out of da door before his little brain figures out what happened. I hear a curse and snickering through the shut doors.

*******

Can't go ta my room, guess I'll hit the kitchen. Haven't eaten for two days. I sit at the counter and finish my smoke. I go to the frig and find some beer and something to make a sandwich. Den to the table and prop up my feet and open my beer. Looking at the sandwich I'm not so hungry anymore. I start ta picking on it, eating little pieces of it. It's been fifteen minutes and not even a half of the sandwich is gone. I take a swig of my beer, not bad. But I think I need ta find something stronger. As I go over to da cubits again I hear footsteps in da hall. Sinister. The place is so hollow it echoes. The door hisses open, don't bother ta turn around. He stops looks at me and continues to walk over to da frig and reach in for something. I inch my neck out to see what he's got. Probably a heathly sandwich, but dat's not what he pulled out. A few slices of cold pizza! Sinister saw the surprised look on my face, he chuckled in amusement. He ain't somebody you want to smile at you though, I mean with his shape teeth. His chuckle make him seem almost human, in a way, sometimes. I smile wearily back at him and go back to my searching. Aha! Found it, looking through the cupboard I find a unopened bottle of Canadian Whisky. I quickly snatch it up and head back for the table. I can see that Sinister doesn't like it. He's glaring at the bottle unapprovingly.

"Would you not prefer something more healthy?"

"You eat cold pizza."

"Yes, but liquor damages your liver and killed brain cells, cold pizza dose not."

"I feel like having a drink." I must be trying ta get myself killed.

"Very well, but you might prefer the privacy of your own room." He offers with a sigh.

"Yeah, da jackals are out." I mumble, don't know if he heard but I think he did.

"I will be accompany you on your way to your room, I have a few things to discuss with you." Oh, great. Well at least I'll know where my room is. Bottle in hand I move to the door. He waits for me ta start out, I motion to him to take the led. He dose. I wait for him to speak.

"For this week I just want you to practice with the other Marauders."

"Not the other Marauders…. The Marauders. Told ya before I ain't joining your little circle `f friends." Maybe I be snapping to quick, but then again don't want no misunderstanings.

"As I was saying, after that I will start you on the project." He dismissed my comment.

"Just after I talk with Belle, non?" Another sigh is released from his throat.

"Yes, by then her memories should be back intacked, they will be a little foggy at first." He paused and continued on what he was talkin` about before I interrupted `m. "You will slowly gather information, then when the time comes you and the Marauders will proceed."

"What exactly are we doing?"

"I will tell you when you need to know." Figures. Taking another swig of the Canadian Whisky. I notice that more then half of it's gone. I'm going to pay for dis tamorrow, I drank dat way too fast. I turn my attention back to Sinister. He continues to walk down the hall. Soon he stops and opens the door. I walk passed him, taking another swig of the whisky, ain't gonna matter anyway, I'm still going feel like shit in the mornin`. As I bring it back down Sinister takes it form me.

"What da hell?!"

"I think you've had quite enough for the night." He starts to walk back down the hall we'd just come from.

"Ah, hell!" I walk into my room. I know I'm gonna pass out soon, I'm already getting dizzy. I walk over ta the bed and lay down kicking my boots off and pull off my shirt. I'd take da rest off but I'm too tried, so I guess I'll just get comfortable. Soon the darkness will set in.

*******

I wake up early eight o'clock, well it early for me anyway. I must have passed out around seven or so. Getting up my head starts ta spin. I catch myself, I slowly stand and regain my balance. I head for the bathroom. Going to the sink I rinse my face and try to wake up more. I reach to turn the shower on before I take da rest of my clothes off. Relieving myself I wash my hands again and jump in the shower.

Feels good at first, den da headache fades and I become a little more sober. I still can't believe I be doing this. The last time I do something I end up hurting my friends……

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FLASHBACK:

We sitting around da fire, me, Grovel, Spat, Landscape, Cole, and Tee. We'd be inside, but why waist a great night, heh? The others are busy on the road. I just got back yesterday, Cole and me where working together. Main base is about a half-an-hour drive up the bay from Seattle. I'm going down there tomorrow and staying a few days. Grovel and Spat got back today, Tee and Landscape stayed behind to watch over the prisoners.

Love da way da fire dances. I start ta stare at it, not paying attention to Landscapes rambling. *Splat* *Splat* *Splat* I quickly jump to my feet turn around to face my attacker. I pull Cole to the ground.

"You're going pay for that, buddy of mine!" I start weaseling with him. *Splat* *Splat* I'm getting hit from behind. Landscape and Spat are right behind me. I flip Cole over onto his back and run for the building. Quickly I close the doors and start searching. Yes! I leap to my feet and had for the sink. I fill out the back-pack-tank and a few balloons to boot. I head for the back exit. Good they already back at the fire, think I giving in. I creep through the shadows and trees. They talking about something else again, can't just enjoy the fire, I'm thinkin` da dey need a new lesson. I come sneaking up behind dem. *Sssssssss* I grab for a balloon. *Splat* *Plop* I run in front of da fire and start ta shoot again. *Ssssssssssssss* Grovel is sitting dere laughing his ass off, he ain't wet yet. Guess I'll just have ta help him. *Sssssssssss* Right in the face. I see Tee run around the building. Shit, she going for the holes. *Splat* Dere all laughing, Spat's trying ta get da gun. Good thing I'm almost a foot taller. I smile down at her. She sticks her tongue out playfully, den I get it. She knees me, not hard, but Damn it hurts! "Owwee!" Cole falls over laughing. Tee comes to my rescue a little to late, but she come non da less. Dey already had me down, and emptied da rest of the tank on me. She started holing them down. First time I've seen her really enjoy herself!

"Thanks, chere." Her smile brightens. SHE'S TURNING THE HOSE ON ME!! I try ta dodge it but my clothes are too heavy cuz da water. She hits me at full blast. I take a rock, charge it, and throw it at a part of the holes just a few feet behind Tee. The holes breaks and Tee's out of water, turning around Cole hits her with the water. "Way ta go, Colie!"

"Always saving your butt, you owe me, again!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He gives me his hand ta get up. "Thanks."

"No prob. Friends stick together." Smiling back I get to my feet.

"Yeah, so where'd Spat and Landscape go? Tee accounted for and Grovel over there don't move unless he has to."

"Stuff it, kid."

"What ya gonna do about it?" I challenge him.

"Nothing."

"Figu-" I'm swept off my feet by Grovel's tail and hit my head.

*******

Next morning I wake up, head hurts but nothing much. After telling the others I was still going to Seattle I leave. I get there in about fifteen minutes. I go ta my favorite theater. Bring my girls here, help out with the background and sense, too. They called while I was gone, told me they needed some work done. I walk in the double doors coming into the theater. Leaving the lobby I enter into seating area. There's actors on the stage, think they're still not done casting all da parts. They did great on the last one, Fiddler on the Roof. This company may not be as famous as da ones in New York but they better. I sit in the back ta watch them a little. Da girl up there now, she doing pretty good. She must be new, don't recognize her. I hear the doors opening behind me, it's Tammy. She always has the better parts, this company dose ballet too. I love ta help them practice, even learned some things from them. I think I come here to find a reason ta live.

"Remy! Where've ya been? We've missed ya."

"Sorry, chere. I was out on a job."

"Well, don't just sit back here and hide in the shadows get down there." Tammy on of my favorites, she's just got da sprit. As we walk down she tells me what they've been going the last month. Friends said hi and I got ta work making the background for the new play that wouldn't start for another month or so. They learn dere parts fast, ya gotta give dem that.

******

Next day I'm back ta working on the scenery again. Went out with a gorgeous woman last night, had a hell of a time. We going out tomorrow too, but ta night I'm working late. Well I don't get paid, but it's still working. No one is practicing tonight so I got the whole place ta myself. I turn on the radio, so there isn't just silence. On my hands and knee I'm painting, when I feel someone behind me. I turn around to see who it is. Almost drop my bucket. Da guy's skin is white, not white like me, but white white. His eyes are completely red, and he stand almost eight feet tall. His teeth are well like razor blades.

"Remy Lebeau?" Da man asks.

"Who wants ta know?"

"A man with something you want." He was right I wanted, needed it. I agreed ta his terms.

*******

At the end of the week I was back home. I didn't bother the others and went to my room. Cole must have been on security duty, otherwise I don't know how he know I was home. But about ten minuets after I got to my room, he knocked on my door.

"Hey, Remy, you okay?"

"Yeah fine." He turns the knob, but it's locked.

"Can I come in?" Sighing I get up off my bed and unlock the door. Went back to my bed and stared at the ceiling some more. "You don't look to good, what's up?"

"Nothing."

"Ahh, come on Remy I'm your friend, I won't tell no one else." Not for long, you going hate me soon enough.

"It's nothing, just tried." He stands there a moment a looks at me with sad eyes. "Don't worry about me, Colie. I'll be fine." Wish ya wouldn't care about me, but then again you and me we're best friends.

"Okay, but… you know where ta find me."

"Ya I know. Thanks."

"Night, Remy."

******

The other five came back while I was gone. Tee and one of the others left again. I wish Cole or Spat would have gone with her instead of Jack. The other five had brought in a woman da goes by Arclight, another one is a guy Scalphunter, and da last one's Deage. Something like dat, she's a real mean bitch, crazy too. Arclight a bitch too but she's more with us.

******

Two nights after I come home already, well here I go. I'm sickened my the fact of what I'm about to do. I enter the brig we're the prisoners a being held. All three wake up when I come in, don't think all of `m were sleeping. Essex want all of them. "What ya doing, Prettyboy?" Scalphunter.

"Getting you out."

"Ha! Why would ya betrayal your friends ta save us?" Arclight.

"It's just a trap." Deage.

"Shut up, they might hear ya." I start looking at the panel and type in the numbers.

"What are you getting out of this?"

"Don't matter, come on your going to me an associate of mine, his name's Essex. And he wants you working from him, I'll talk payment later. Hurry up, I don't need them catching us." We head down the halls, and finally into the cool night air. Cole must have come to check on me again, but I wasn't in the monitor room so I'm guessing he saw me on the monitor. `Cus he was the first to reach us.

"Remy?" He had jumped in front of us, his hand glowing and his gun ready, but there was a tear in his eye. Though his body was ready to attack, his voice was weak and I knew he wouldn't do it.

"I'm sorry, Cole." No tears came, was to good at fighting them but my eyes were in almost as much pain as Cole's. I heard Scalphunter and Arclight scurry away, but Deage stayed behind me. "Please, understand."

"Understand what!?! You stabbing me in the back!?! For God's sake Remy your like a brother to me, how could you do this!?!"

"Please, Cole, just let me leave. I don't want anyone to get hurt, expressly you."

"Remy watch out!" I hear Spat yell, but I turn around to slowly. Deage. She takes a hit for me.

"Spat!" Both me and Cole scream as she's hit. We run to her.

"Spat! Spat!" I shake her. "Spat, damit, wake up! Please… come on… Spat?" What have I done?

"Remy, ya better go."

"What?"

"Go."

"I'm sorry." He looks into my eyes and tries to understand.

"Just get, will ya?" Cole tries to laugh. I get up to leave, he stops me. "Remy is whatever you're getting worth it?"

"I don't know anymore, but I sure hope it is." I look over and the others are fighting Deage. I start to leave. I look back at Cole once more. And mouth one more time, I'm sorry. And I start off again.

"Ahhh!" Cole cries out in pain. I turn around. Deage somehow got hold of one of their guns and shoot Cole.

"Nooo!" My eyes start to glow, as does the clothing on Deage. The others quickly back off. *BOOM* I knee down by Cole, he ain't breathing. I start CPR, I won't stop. "Come on, Colie!" I scream at his lifeless body. I continue the others have reached us by now, finally he begins to breathe. There's tears coming from my face, first time I've done dat sense Belle die. "Bye, Colie," I whisper in his ear. I wipe the few tears away and am out of there before the others can tell what happened.

FLASHBACK ENDS

And you are telling me this because..? -Sinister
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