Yesterday's Sun - 1x1 (Don't delete!)

[Captain Kaycee]

Katherine stared down at the ground, a small rat scattering away from the edges of her feet. In the old days she would have freaked out at the site of such an animal, but they had gotten so common to see that it didn't phase her anymore. She was left sitting down and thinking about Rem's words, which continued to haunt her mind.

"There's nothing we can do in this world that can make a difference - it's broken beyond repair." Maybe he was right. Maybe the world really was going downhill to doomsday, and there wasn't anything they could do. But where would humanity go? Would they travel away to one of the far-off planets that the space exploration program had found with earth-like qualities a few years back? It could be a possibility, but this world still had so much potential. There were organisms that still existed, and the oceans hadn't yet dried up. There were still rain forests left in the world.

But Katherine wasn't going to be able to finish whatever thought she had been thinking. The wall behind her felt like it was sucking her in, like it hadn't actually been a wall in the first place. She turned her head sharply to see a man wearing what appeared to be the colors of the wall itself, and wrapped his hand around her mouth to keep her from screaming.

Katherine started to thrash around like a fish out of water, but the man had injected her with a syringe that worked in seconds. The man pressed a button on the actual wall and opened up a doorway that Katherine hadn't seen before, but the effects of the shot he had given her were working at a fast pace. She felt her eyes get droopy, looking up just in time to see the doorway she was dragged through close. Katherine finally closed her eyes, falling into an unconscious state.

[Cloudsong]

Rem cleared the rest of the broken steps with an easy jump, landing almost soundlessly on the concrete sidewalk - well, what was left of it after the bombs. He had always had a certain stealth to him, which he had developed through training with his old mentor. Maxime had made it very clear that it was important for enemies to not hear you coming, and he had taken to walking lightly even when he wasn't on a mission, or even when not in a dangerous situation. It had just become a part of him.

He looked around down the street, trying to catch sight of where Katherine had gone. It was a long street before the next turn in the road, and there wasn't really anywhere she could have gone to, even if she had been running. He furrowed his brows, seemingly confused as he didn't see her anywhere. "Katherine...?" His voice was quiet, and his breath formed a small cloud in front of him from the cold.

Where had she gone?

-

In a small and dimly-lit room, a tall man stood with his back to the entrance, staring at the wall in front of him. He had dark gray hair, and a handsome face. In his hand, he held an elegant crystal glass that was full of a translucent white liquid; white wine. The sound of someone entering didn't seem to even make him look up.

"Where I put her?" The man who had entered had a French accent, and by the sound of his voice, he was straining as he dragged in the unconscious Katherine.

A small smirk contorted upon the man's face, and he said without showing any emotion; "In the inquiring room."

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[Captain Kaycee]

Katherine didn't know where she was, but she could hear voices coming from another side of the room. Her limbs were too weak to move or try to escape, however she could clearly catch the sound of a French accent. It was the man that was carrying her's accent, but why would there be a foreigner in Los Angeles? Then it clicked to her, and she remembered the man that had begged for mercy in front of Rem and told him to see Maxime. Was she underground... where her biological uncle was?

She finally opened her eyes to see a grey desk in front of her, surrounded by four blank walls. They had nothing on them, but there was a bullet-proof glass on one of the walls. It looked like an interrogation room from an old police TV show. This, however, was very much reality. Her hands were handcuffed to the arms of a chair, making Katherine let out an irritated sigh.

"Really...?" Katherine growled, shaking the cuffs to make sure that they weren't going to shock her. Luckily they didn't, but that still didn't help her situation. She was locked in a room with one bright light shining above her, and an empty chair on the opposite side of the table. Where was she? And... where was Rem?

[Cloudsong]

It was only an hour or two before Maxime got word that the girl they had captured had come around from her unconscious state. He took his time as he leisurely walked down through the hallways, watching as his minions bowed as they passed, scuttling by with fearful looks in their eyes. They were all cowards, terrified to death of their master. His manner of walking and simply presenting himself showed superiority, and although he had aged, he was still quite handsome. In fact, almost handsome in a charming way.

He opened the door to the interrogation room slowly, and instantly saw the girl chained up to the desk. By the dreary look in her gray eyes, he could tell that she was still slightly hazy from the tranquilizer his soldier had injected her with. The effects of this would be wearing off soon, however. As the door closed behind him, he allowed himself a moment to just survey the woman - his niece. She was rather pretty, he would give her that; her long brown hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes were almost identical to her mothers' eyes. The woman he had wanted to marry, that was. His expression was cool, unreadable - surprisingly much like the one Rem usually would have on his face. It was obvious who the boy had taken as his role model all these years.

"Katherine White." His voice was crisp and almost a whisper. He took a step towards her, though carefully contained any emotions from passing his face. "At last, we meet... Of course, you probably don't know who I am. Perhaps your father would not have mentioned me."

[Captain Kaycee]

Katherine's head snapped up at the sound of the door opening up, the metal screeching across the ground below. It was a rather unpleasant sound for her ears, and she could tell that the room was most likely a lot older than both her and the man in front of her. It still, however, had so-far advanced technology that even she had no idea what some of the things were.

She stared at the man that stood in front of her, looking at the distinct features of grey hair on his head, and the brown eyes that sunk into his face. She knew very well who the man was, even before he addressed her. This was the man that caused her dad so much pain, and her boyfriend to think that he was a father-figure when he wasn't.

"I know perfectly well who you are," Katherine growled, glaring at the man. His expressions reminded her of Rem, and she could tell where he had gotten the personality from as well. This man was hiding any emotions he had by having the same unreadable face that Rem normally had. It almost pained her to know that Rem had grown up with this man; even if they weren't related, Rem and him were very similar.

"And no, my dad didn't mention you... Maxime White... or Thomas now, apparently. But I can understand why... because you betrayed your family..." She wanted to throw a punch at his face, and if it wasn't for the handcuffs keeping her down, she would have.

"I can't believe that you would take an innocent child like Rem to train him to be a killer as well. What, did you think that he could kill my dad for you?" Katherine spat, her eyes burning into his own.

[Cloudsong]

Maxime raised an eyebrow as she addressed him with such contempt. So she did know who he was... Obviously her father had told him all about his brother, and judging by the look of pure loathing she was giving him, John obviously hadn't spoken positively. John had apparently made Katherine hate him - was this some kind of plot he had, to fight him off with this girl? Had he trained her to be a killer, as he had trained Rem? All of these questions remained a mystery to him still, as he really didn't know anything about this girl, except that she had been in Rem's group for the past few months.

"Betrayed?" he repeated, a small smirk forming onto his features. "Don't speak about things you have no idea about, girl..." His voice was slow, and almost daunting as he continued to approach her. He looked down at her chained hands, seeing that they were balled into fists. If they weren't there, perhaps Katherine would have already attacked him.

He was silent for a long moment after she had angrily spoken about Rem. He could see, by the passion that passed by her gray eyes as she mentioned him, that she cared deeply for the man who he had trained. Were they perhaps... more than just friends? Perhaps he could use this detail to his advantage, once Rem would be under his power once again. "That was partially my intention, yes," he said, his voice almost pleasant as he took the seat in front of the desk. He propped his feet up on the desk, surveying her through narrowed eyes. "But it wasn't entirely. My vision was to train him into being the perfect fighter - someone who would follow me with undying loyalty. He has the stealth of a cat, and is strong as anyone today. He can never lose a fight. Killing my brother would just be a plus, but having the most powerful man in the city under my command, well that is another entirely different... It contributes to a much bigger scheme to me." He paused for a moment.

"You probably are wondering why I brought you here, Miss Katherine." The way he emphasized the word was almost mocking, and he continued to smirk, obviously enjoying this little game of his. "You see, very soon, I will have that important asset back to my team. Rem will soon belong to me, again, and soon after I will be able to abolish the president and all of his powers. I will become... the ruler of this country..." A mad glint came to his eyes for a moment as he imagined this.

"If Rem does mean as much to you as I believe he does, then join me now. Either that, or suffer the pain of him choosing me over you. If pain is what you are searching for, then you know which option will hurt more." He seemed quite confident, as if there was not a doubt in his mind that Rem would go to him instead of this girl. After all, he had given Rem everything - the man would follow him, that was clear.

[Captain Kaycee]

Katherine's eyes widened in complete horror as he continued to speak of his plans to her. No... what was he saying!? That he was going to put the country into a totalitarian rule!? That couldn't be! Nobody would stand for it! America was supposed to be the land of the free, not the land of the oppressed. Even if the people knew that he had the weapons to kill him, there would be riots in the streets.

"You're wanting to be the ruler of the country when you killed millions of innocent people?!" Katherine gasped, not believing a word that she was being told. "The people aren't going to follow you! They'll be riots in the streets and the other countries will not stand for this! You'll create an all-out war that will destroy the planet!"

Katherine was fuming at this point. She couldn't join this man, and she kept praying to herself that Rem wouldn't either. She wasn't in a million years going to join him! But... what if Rem actually did decide to follow him again like he had in the past? Would he do it? No... he wouldn't... Katherine continued to tell herself. He would turn him down in a heartbeat.

"Why would I join you, when you were the reason you took my dad away from my family? I would never join the man who destroyed my family... and Rem won't join you either," Katherine snarled at him. She was pulling at the handcuffs, even if they would never physically release her until somebody put a key through the keyhole.

[Cloudsong]

"Riots in the street?" Maxime repeated, his voice scathing as he smirked. He laughed out loud, but it wasn't an easy, happy laugh - no, it was sarcastic. "Sweetheart, there's no rule in this country anyway. The few people left will follow me in a heartbeat - a future with a dictator is better than no future at all." As it was now, there was no one really in charge, and for that reason, society had degraded so fiercely. If he were to take command, at least he would get things going again. There would be food in the supermarkets, an iron-grip on the civilians, and children would be in schools. Yes, there would be no freedom, but at least the people would be safe. And he would get what he wanted.

Upon hearing her refusal, Maxime leaned forward, putting his feet back down on the ground and reaching over to her. He roughly lifted her chin up with his gloved fingers, his eyes narrowed. He was smirking again, a cruel, twisted smile contorted upon his face. "I was hoping you'd say that," he whispered, removing his hands from her as if she were vile beneath his fingertips. "You see... that makes it all the more fun for me." Silently he stood up, pacing around her chair slowly, aware that she wouldn't be able to turn around to watch him, because of the position of her handcuffs. "I only thought that perhaps Rem would be... disappointed, had I had not at least given you the option... But I'm sure he will understand when I tell him that you simply could not accept."

He stopped walking abruptly when her back was to him, and he leaned in towards her, aware that she would want to draw away, if her chains would let her. He didn't care if she would consider his closeness assault, because he really didn't care what she thought at all. "You're nothing to him, Katherine," he whispered, his mouth very close to her face. His acrid breath strongly contained traces of alcohol, as if he had just been drinking. "I don't care if you believe Rem loves you... Because you see, he will soon enough discover that there is more to be gained by joining the one in command. Losing a simple girlfriend is not even an issue. You can easily be replaced..."

[Captain Kaycee]

Katherine's heartbeat began to race like crazy as he started to prowl around her like a predator. She was beginning to get nervous quickly, and not in the good way. This man could kill her in an instant. Any further remarks and she might end up with a knife through her heart. She was squirming when he lifted her chin up to him, and she held in her breath. What was he going to do to her? Kill her? Torture her? She didn't even want to think of any of the brutal ideas this man had.

Once he had let go and continue to prowl, she turned her head to try and see where he was. It was frightening her to think that he was behind her holding a knife at her back. But before she could even look to see where he was, Maxime had whispered something in front of her. Katherine gasped and whipped around, coming face-to-face with him. Her breaths were shallow, and she was staring at him in fear.

But those frightened emotions completely dissipated when he started to call him nothing. Her expression changed entirely, looking not angry or feared but... determined. "I am something to him... more than you ever were."

Katherine suddenly threw up one of her legs (as it wasn't tied to the chair) and hit Maxime directly in the crotch. She stood up still being handcuffed to the chair, but whipped around and hit the man with the metal seat. She wouldn't be able to get out yet, but she had to attempt to escape. There had to be a way.

-

Back in the new base, Katherine's bow had begun to glow like crazy. It wasn't red nor white, but rather a bright blue like a distress signal. It was blinking in rapid spurts, and while it couldn't actually move, it was trying to reach out to something. The object had picked up the distress from Katherine's blood, even if she was miles away. Something was wrong... very wrong.

[Cloudsong]

As her leg rapidly moved up, colliding with his crotch, Maxime fell backwards, hitting the tile ground with a thud. The metal chair collided with his jaw, and he let out a cry of pain, a large gash forming on the side of his face. He remained on the floor for a momentt, his face scrunched into an expression of pain as the blood flowed freely from his cut. It was obvious that Katherine was attempting to escape, but chained to a chair she wouldn't be getting anywhere soon. "Guards!" he yelled, pulling himself up and dragging himself over to the wall as Katherine had fled the room. He slammed his hand upon a large red button, and the lights began to flash, a loud distress signal screeching across the speakers in the whole building.

The sound of pounding feet caused him to look up, seeing a few of his men appearing at the door. "Get her," he snarled. Two of them nodded and took off down the halls, disappearing from view. As the remaining man approached him, probably hoping to help, he turned his angry glare upon him. "And bring me Rem Nightfall. Do it now."

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The sound of a brick collapsing onto the concrete sidewalk caused Rem to jump, his eyes wide as he looked up to see who had dropped it. The culprit stood on the side of the wall, his face pale.

"Are you trying to get me killed, Lance?" Rem asked, his voice almost conversational as he narrowed his eyes slightly, tossing his head to cover up his heterochromia once again.

"Come up man, it's Katherine's bow..." Lance's voice was hesitant, and he disappeared without further word.

Rem blinked, surprise. She had left it back in the house, but what could possibly be going on? He was up the stairs within seconds, and the flashing blue light instantly caught his attention. As he approached it, almost hesitantly, an image flashed in his mind - Katherine. She was in trouble.