The Replacement- Chapter 1
Title: The Replacement - Chapter 1
Author: Melly aka squoctobird
Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush. This is a work of fiction using REAL people as the characters.
Fandom: BTR RPF
Pairings/Characters: The boys, main cast, Curt Hansen, Dustin Belt. There will possibly be some implied slash. Depends on how you look at it.
Rating: R (eventually)
Summary: After Kendall replaces Curt as the lead in the show Big Time Rush, people in the cast and crew start to die in mysterious accidents. Is the new guy a psycho or is Curt out for revenge?
+ Inspired by various incarnations of horror films. Too many to name, really.
+ Myself and kathrynew30 are the only ones who know who the killer is. And we ain't talking. (I just HAD to tell someone =X)
+ Thanks to stoodupforlove who beta'd and proof read for me!
Curt Hansen, Logan Henderson, Carlos Pena and James Maslow sat on a couch outside of Scott Fellows’ office at Paramount Studios. The pilot episode of their new show had been shown to several test groups and sponsors during the past month so they were all a bit anxious to hear the results. The anxiety level rose when Curt was called in to the office alone. They had expected to hear the news as a group. Curt looked at the other three boys and shrugged his shoulders before following Scott into his office.
“Hey, Curt. Have a seat.” Scott said shaking the boy’s hand. Curt sat down in a black chair across from Scott‘s desk.
“Cut the bullshit, Scott. Something’s up or you would have called us all in here together,” he said crossing his arms over his chest.
Scott let out a sigh. There was no easy way to say it. “Curt, we’ve shown the pilot to several test groups and while we have decided to move forward with the project,” he paused a moment, “we’ve decided to move forward without you.”
“What!?” Curt shouted as he stood up.
“I’m sorry, Curt. I really am. The test groups just didn’t like your character,” Scott explained.
Curt was so angry he couldn’t form coherent thoughts. He raced out of the office pausing in the frame after opening the door. He turned to look at Scott.
“This is the biggest mistake you’ve ever made!” he shouted as he pointed angrily at Scott. “You’re going to regret this, Fellows. You’ll see. You’ll be sorry!”
The three boys on the couch watched in shock as Curt stormed out of the studio.
--
1 Year Later
It was a busy day on the Paramount lot as Kendall Schmidt strolled on to the Big Time Rush set. He had spent several months in the recording studio with his new cast mates, but it was his first day of actual filming. The pilot had been revamped and everything was being re-shot with Kendall in the leading role instead of Curt.
Kendall walked down the hall toward his dressing room, but stuck his head in Logan’s room when he noticed the door was open. He saw Logan sitting in front of the mirror with his feet up on the dresser reading a magazine.
“Hey Logan,” Kendall greeted.
“Oh, hey Kendall,” Logan said looking up from his reading, “How’s it going?”
“Pretty good. Just a little nervous, ya know?”
Logan nodded in understanding. He had to admit he was a little nervous himself. This was his second time shooting the pilot. What if this one didn’t get picked up either?
After a couple of hours in wardrobe and make up, it was finally time for the cameras to start rolling. James, Logan, and Carlos stood in the interior of the Rocque Records set, waiting for Kendall. Five minutes later he came rushing on set mumbling apologies to everyone.
Despite Kendall’s tardiness, everything was going smoothly until the fifth take when Kendall sneezed hard and bumped into James when he almost fell over from the force. James nearly lost his balance but managed to only take a couple of steps backward.
Out of nowhere came a sizzling sound and then a loud crash. Everyone looked on with wide eyes as one of the large lighting units had fallen from the ceiling and landed right in front of James, where he had stood only moments ago.
“Holy shit!” Logan said. “Are you okay, James?”
James stood there speechless looking at the giant light fixture in front of him. It would have badly injured, if not killed, him if it had landed on him.
“James, you’re bleeding,” Carlos said, concerned.
“Huh?” James was still in a daze, but felt a warm wetness on the side of his face.
“Must have been some of the glass,” Logan observed. “You better go see the medic.”
The other three boys stayed behind talking and freaking out among themselves as James walked off to see the nurse on site.
“You’re lucky,” the nurse told him as she treated his wound. “That glass could have gotten in your eyes.”
“Or I could have been squashed to death,” he added with an uneasy chuckle.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of blue go by the door of the nurse’s office. He jumped out of his chair and peeked out the door. He saw a guy with sandy brown hair dart into one of the offices. If James didn’t know any better, he would have sworn it was Curt.
Author: Melly aka squoctobird
Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush. This is a work of fiction using REAL people as the characters.
Fandom: BTR RPF
Pairings/Characters: The boys, main cast, Curt Hansen, Dustin Belt. There will possibly be some implied slash. Depends on how you look at it.
Rating: R (eventually)
Summary: After Kendall replaces Curt as the lead in the show Big Time Rush, people in the cast and crew start to die in mysterious accidents. Is the new guy a psycho or is Curt out for revenge?
+ Inspired by various incarnations of horror films. Too many to name, really.
+ Myself and kathrynew30 are the only ones who know who the killer is. And we ain't talking. (I just HAD to tell someone =X)
+ Thanks to stoodupforlove who beta'd and proof read for me!
Curt Hansen, Logan Henderson, Carlos Pena and James Maslow sat on a couch outside of Scott Fellows’ office at Paramount Studios. The pilot episode of their new show had been shown to several test groups and sponsors during the past month so they were all a bit anxious to hear the results. The anxiety level rose when Curt was called in to the office alone. They had expected to hear the news as a group. Curt looked at the other three boys and shrugged his shoulders before following Scott into his office.
“Hey, Curt. Have a seat.” Scott said shaking the boy’s hand. Curt sat down in a black chair across from Scott‘s desk.
“Cut the bullshit, Scott. Something’s up or you would have called us all in here together,” he said crossing his arms over his chest.
Scott let out a sigh. There was no easy way to say it. “Curt, we’ve shown the pilot to several test groups and while we have decided to move forward with the project,” he paused a moment, “we’ve decided to move forward without you.”
“What!?” Curt shouted as he stood up.
“I’m sorry, Curt. I really am. The test groups just didn’t like your character,” Scott explained.
Curt was so angry he couldn’t form coherent thoughts. He raced out of the office pausing in the frame after opening the door. He turned to look at Scott.
“This is the biggest mistake you’ve ever made!” he shouted as he pointed angrily at Scott. “You’re going to regret this, Fellows. You’ll see. You’ll be sorry!”
The three boys on the couch watched in shock as Curt stormed out of the studio.
--
1 Year Later
It was a busy day on the Paramount lot as Kendall Schmidt strolled on to the Big Time Rush set. He had spent several months in the recording studio with his new cast mates, but it was his first day of actual filming. The pilot had been revamped and everything was being re-shot with Kendall in the leading role instead of Curt.
Kendall walked down the hall toward his dressing room, but stuck his head in Logan’s room when he noticed the door was open. He saw Logan sitting in front of the mirror with his feet up on the dresser reading a magazine.
“Hey Logan,” Kendall greeted.
“Oh, hey Kendall,” Logan said looking up from his reading, “How’s it going?”
“Pretty good. Just a little nervous, ya know?”
Logan nodded in understanding. He had to admit he was a little nervous himself. This was his second time shooting the pilot. What if this one didn’t get picked up either?
After a couple of hours in wardrobe and make up, it was finally time for the cameras to start rolling. James, Logan, and Carlos stood in the interior of the Rocque Records set, waiting for Kendall. Five minutes later he came rushing on set mumbling apologies to everyone.
Despite Kendall’s tardiness, everything was going smoothly until the fifth take when Kendall sneezed hard and bumped into James when he almost fell over from the force. James nearly lost his balance but managed to only take a couple of steps backward.
Out of nowhere came a sizzling sound and then a loud crash. Everyone looked on with wide eyes as one of the large lighting units had fallen from the ceiling and landed right in front of James, where he had stood only moments ago.
“Holy shit!” Logan said. “Are you okay, James?”
James stood there speechless looking at the giant light fixture in front of him. It would have badly injured, if not killed, him if it had landed on him.
“James, you’re bleeding,” Carlos said, concerned.
“Huh?” James was still in a daze, but felt a warm wetness on the side of his face.
“Must have been some of the glass,” Logan observed. “You better go see the medic.”
The other three boys stayed behind talking and freaking out among themselves as James walked off to see the nurse on site.
“You’re lucky,” the nurse told him as she treated his wound. “That glass could have gotten in your eyes.”
“Or I could have been squashed to death,” he added with an uneasy chuckle.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of blue go by the door of the nurse’s office. He jumped out of his chair and peeked out the door. He saw a guy with sandy brown hair dart into one of the offices. If James didn’t know any better, he would have sworn it was Curt.