What would you do? What would you do if the fate of the entire world was thrust into your hands? What would you do if the lives of billions and billions of strangers rested on yer shoulders? Would you risk your life to save the lives of the people who hate and fear you? Would you risk it all for them? Would you?...I would.

This is a story of a girl named Emma LeBeau. She lived her life as the little sister of the infamous Remy 'Gambit' Lebeau, the heir to the Thieves Guild of New Orleans. Emma always imagined that nothing exciting would happen to her, but she was dead wrong. Her entire life was turned upside down when she was told that she was the only person who could save this helpless planet from the one called…Apocalypse.

Chapter 1 – Home Sweet Home?

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Remy opened the door to the 'home' of the Thieves Guild of New Orleans. Jean-Luc walked past him and into the building. Remy took a deep breath and followed. He stepped inside prepared to be bombarded by a bunch of thieves that were happy to see him. Luckily, there was no one there. Remy let out a sigh of relief. He honestly didn't feel like having a family reunion. There was only one person he wanted to see. "Where is she?" He asked Jean-Luc.

"Who?" Jean-Luc asked, giving Remy a puzzled look.

"Don't play games with me. You know who."

":sigh: Da gurl's most likely in her room." He turned and started to walk down a hallway. He stopped once he got to the last door. He took another deep breath, and knocked. He waited for an answer, but no reply. He slowly opened the door. He smiled when he saw her.

She was lying in her bed, asleep, under her Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comforter. Remy shook his head. 'That girl will never stop bein' a dork.' He chuckled to himself. 'Well, accordin' to her, she's a dweeb.' Remy walked over to the side of her bed and knelt down. He placed his hand on her shoulder and shook her slightly. "Emma." He whispered. She didn't wake. Remy shook her a little harder and whispered a little loader. "Eeemma." Still, the girl didn't wake up. Remy stood up and put his hands on his hips, and grinned his evil little grin. "EMMA!"

"AAAAAH!" Emma fell out her bed onto her floor, and sat up quickly. "I DIDN'T DO IT! I SWEAR! I WAS ALL HENRY'S FAULT!" She said quickly scanning the room. Her eyes stopped, though, when the came to Remy. "Oh, hey Remy……..REMY!" Emma jumped up and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing the life out of him.

"Um, Em?"

"Oh, Remy, i so happy to see you. Man, Ah've missed you!"

"I've…really missed…..you too….but there's some...thing you…got…to know." Remy was now struggling to breathe. Emma looked up at him with worry in her eyes.

"What?"

"Yer squeezing the life out of me."

"Oops." Emma quickly let go of Remy and stepped back as Remy gasped for air. "Sorry. Guess I don't know my own strength." She said, giving him her 'get away with everything' smile.

"Yeah. Right."

"So, when ja get here?"

"When did I get ta N' Orleans, or when did I get home?"

"Well how long ya been in N' Orleans?"

"Few hours."

"WHAT! WHAT HELL WERE YOU DOIN'!" Remy raised an eyebrow. 'There's no way dis girl could be that stupid.' "Oh, no. You went and rescued Jean-Luc, didn't you? Crud."

"Yeah, but I'd like to know why you didn't. If you would have gone and gotten him, it would have saved me a whole lot of trouble."

"I had my reasons. Now, before this conversation gets any further, let's get some food. I'm hungry." Emma started to walk past Remy and out the door.

"When are ya not hungry?" Remy muttered. He turned and followed her out the door towards the kitchen.

"You calling me fat?" She asked as she kept walking. Remy didn't answer. "Asshole. I'll have you know I weigh 126.25346 pounds."

"Ya know, words can't describe how retarded you are." Emma smiled.

"Meaning ya got the words, ya just can't express them." They both started to laugh as they entered the kitchen. "What d'ya want?"

"Nuin. I'm not really hungry." He answered, taking a seat at the table.

"'Kay." Emma grabbed a bag of cheese doodles, and sat down beside Remy. "So, what's all been happenin'?"

"Well…."

: 1 hour 43 minutes and 28 seconds later :

"REMY! YOU KIDDNAPPED THE GIRL!"

"NO! I DIDN'T KIDDNAPPED HER!"

"Oh, right, ya just knocked her out, tied her up, put her on a train, and took her ta N' Orleans against her will."

"Exactly." Remy said with a satisfied look on his face. Emma rolled her eyes.

"And you think I'm stupid?" She asked, smiling at her older brother.

"Well, you never really gave me a reason to think otherwise."

"If I'm so stupid how come I'm one the best damn hackers on the whole damn planet?"

"Good point. By the way, what cha been hackin' int…" He was cut off by Emma jumping up from the table and running to the kitchen door and looking out. Remy raised an eyebrow. "S'mthin' wrong?"

"You in for a family reunion?" Emma asked without looking back.

"Not really." He got up and also walked over to the door. When he looked out he saw the living room filling up with thieves. "Oh great." Before they could get way, Henry, their 'brother' spotted Remy.

"Remy!" He shouted from across the room. The other idiots, I mean, thieves, looked up and saw him too.

"Remy!" they all shouted.

"Oh shit." Remy muttered. Emma looked up that her brother smiling.

"God, I feel so bad for you." He sent her a glare. Emma stepped back just in time. The kitchen door flung open and Remy was engulfed in the crowd of thieves. Emma stood a few feet away shaking her head. "Poor Remy." She said to herself, tying not to smile. She looked down at her watch. "They'll be done in 'bout an hour." She turned and walked out. She went over to the couch, grabbed the remote and sat down. 'If only he could have gotten here sooner.' She turned on the TV and began to scan the channels.

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Remy walked out of the kitchen and came over to where Emma was sitting. She looked down at her watch. It had been an hour since she left Remy in the kitchen. "Damn. I'm good."

"What?"

"Nuin." Gambit opened his mouth to say something, but decided not to. Instead he plopped down beside his sister. He began to watch the TV when something caught his eye. He noticed the odd look on his Emma's face. 'I wonder if I should tell him what happen. I probably should, but I'm worried about his reaction.'

"Emma, what's wrong?" Emma snapped back to reality.

"What are ya talkin' 'bout?"

"I know that look."

"What look?" She asked, sincerely confused.

"That look you get when something happed and you don't know if you want to tell me." Emma raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know what the hell yer talkin' 'bout." With that said she turned back to the TV thinking the conversation was over. However, you'd think she'd know by now that Remy wouldn't let it end so easily.

"Em, what are ya hidden?" Emma again looked at her brother, but with a look that said 'Are you a freaking moron?'

"What do you mean, 'what am I hiding? What 'bout what yo hiding?"

"What the hell are ya talkin' 'bout? I'm not hidden shit!" Remy replied, completely confused, shocked and outraged. Emma turned herself so she was looking Remy directly in the eyes.

"Okay, here's what I don't get; you had a pretty damn good life up there, in New York…..well, compared to here at least. So why in the hell you came back." Remy opened his mouth to answer, but Emma cut him off. "And don't you TELL me it was to save that good for nuin low life stupid piece of shit asshole BASTARD! And because NOTHING is worth saving that piece of garbage, I KNOW that can't be the real reason why you came back."

"Hey, what's going on?" Henry asked, walking out of the kitchen.

"GO AWAY!" Emma and Remy shouted in unison.

"Sorry." He turned and left. Emma looked back at her brother and sighed.

"Ya know what, forget it. Forget I ever said anything." She got up and started to walk towards the hallway that lead to her room.

"I don't understand what yer problem is, Emma!" Emma stopped on a dime. She turned to face him with an emotionless look.

"Yer a damn fool, Remy. You were given the opportunity to leave this place and never return, but you did. I'd give anything to be able to just walk away."

"Then way don't you?" Emma looked down at her feet, then back to her brother.

"……cuz I'm afraid to." She was gone before Remy could say anything back.

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It was 3:46 in the morning. Remy had been lying on his bed staring at the ceiling for around an hour and a half. He couldn't help but replay what Emma had said to him earlier. 'You're a damn fool, Remy. You were givin' the opportunity to leave this place and never return, but you did. I would give anything to be able to just walk away……Then why don't you?...I'm afraid.' He never knew how much she really hated this place. "What am I gonna do?" He looked over at his nightstand, and picked up a picture he had sitting there. It was a picture of Emma, him, and their two best friends. He smiled, but it soon faded. At that moment, he knew what he had to do. In one way or another, he was going to get her the hell out of there.

It's a little short, I know, but it's a start. I've been working on this story, well not this particular one, but this story line for 3 years, and I'm finally getting it posted! YAY FOR ME! R&R