Remus woke up in a daze. Something felt off.

He looked around, finding that he was in his room. He sat up, rubbing his eyes.

He fell asleep reading Romeo and Juliet. As much as he despised the book, he didn't want Logan to think he was ungrateful and stop tolerating him.

He got out of bed, walking to his door.

He passed by his mirror, and choked on thin air. Oh. My. God.

He had fucking wings.

He spun around, trying to get a good look at them. They were raven wings, protruding from his back. "When did these get here?" He mumbled to himself. He blinked. No dialogue.

An urgent knock at the door grabbed his attention. He walked over, and answered the door.

"Remus!"

It was Logan. He had crow wings, and an urgent expression on his face. "Come on!" He exclaimed, grabbing his hand.

"What the--where are we going?" Remus asked. He knew he could easily stop Logan by planting his feet on the ground, but he was curious as to where this would lead.

"You're joking?" Logan asked, glancing back at him. "It's only the most important day of the year!"

Oh yeah, this definitely wasn't Logan. The real Logan would've said "Are you being serious? This event has been highly anticipated." or something like that.

"Care to jog my memory?" Remus chuckled awkwardly.

Logan stopped, causing Remus to fly foward and crash into a heap on the ground.

Remus blinked up at the ceiling, dazed. Logan's face came into his view, giving him an excited look.

"It's racing day!"

"Was throwing me a necessary step in telling me that?"

"Get up! We have to get the best view!" Logan exclaimed, grabbing his hand and dragging him foward.

"What the--how are you running so fast?!" Remus yelled. He craned his head up, and saw that Logan was flying. Huh.

Time jumped foward, and they were sat in a racing stadium. Logan was bouncing in his seat, looking around in childlike glee.

Remus' eyes naturally drifted towards the starting line, where the racers were stretching.

Stretching? They were in a race car stadium? Speaking of which, where were the cars?

One racer caught his attention, they wore a black jacket, with a yellow shirt underneath.

"Holy shit." Remus muttered.

Their hair was slicked back, with the exception of one strand that flipped onto their face. Beautiful golden wings were protruding out of their back.

"What is it?" Logan asked.

They took their sunglasses off, revealing beautiful heterochromia.

"Oh my god, is that racer a hybrid?" Someone next to him asked.

To be perfectly honest, Remus barely noticed the scales. He was used to them, and he was too mesmerized by the rest of him to care.

"Janus." He mumbled in awe.

"You know him?" Logan asked. "I hear this is his very first race. Wait...are those scales? I didn't know hybrids still existed--do you think he would want to discuss his lineage with me?"

"Logan, shut up." Remus waved him off. Logan looked a bit hurt, but fell silent anyways. "Oh my god, look at him."

Janus was talking to some other racers. One clad in dark purple, the other in light blue. He ran a hand through his hair, laughing lightly.

Remus sighed, smiling slightly. He was radiant. He loved him.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the 20th annual Sanders Bay Race!" Someone announced.

Remus looked around, trying to figure out where that voice came from. It sounded a lot like Roman.

"Racers, to your starting positions!"

Janus, along with the other racers, got into a crouched pose.

"On your mark!"

Janus glanced at the crowd, and their eyes connected.

"Get set!"

Janus smirked at Remus, who was absolutely sure he was bright red.

Janus winked.

"Go!"

And he was off, shooting ahead of the other racers. They were zipping through the air, some pushing others to gain an advantage.

None of them seemed to be able to catch up to Janus.

"He's amazing." Remus breathed, watching him fly.

The race had been won before Remus could blink twice. Janus had won, naturally.

Remus was rushing to the meet and greet now, anticipation coursing through his veins.

"What do you think his training schedule is?" Logan asked.

"Oh my god, there he is!" Remus gasped, seeing Janus.

"Remus?" Logan murmured, lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "Are you even listening to me?"

Janus was even more attractive up close. He was talking to someone, the smile on his face revealing his dimples.

Remus swooned, sighing slightly. Janus seemed to have noticed him, because he immediately brightened.

"Hey!"

The dream faded away, and Remus groaned loudly.

---

Remus rose up in the kitchen, and immediately hid behind the corner. Arguing was coming from the living room.

He peaked around, and his eyes widened at who he saw.

There stood Roman and Janus.

Roman looked exasperated, while Janus just looked plain furious.

"Why don't you believe me?!"

"Because I know him, Roman! He would never do something like that to me!"

"Virgil and Patton even said--!"

"Oh, like I'm gonna trust them?! I've been shunned by Patton my entire life, and Virgil fucking left!" Janus screamed.

"But Patton's realized he was wrong, and Virgil still cares about you!" Roman cried. "You can tell if they're lying! That's literally your role!"

"Shut up!" Janus yelled. "Just shut up! Why should I believe you?! I'm sure this was all just a trick, right? I pissed you off after the wedding, so you decided to get me back!"

"No! Do you hear yourself?! Why would I--?!"

"Because you hate me! Because everyone fucking hates me! That's just how it's always been! I'm just a fucking villain, remember?!"

"No, you're not! We love you! I love you!"

"Liar!" Janus snapped. "I can't do this, I can't do this."

"Janus--"

"Can you just go?" Janus sighed. "Just leave."

Roman pursed his lips. "Okay, if that's what you want."

Remus' eyes widened, before he felt a grin spread across his face.

Holy shit.