Daniel Ocean: Evan/Spyke

Rusty: Piotr/Colossus

Frank: Kitty/Shadowcat

Ruben: Ororo/Storm

Virgil and Turk: Scott/Cyclops and Alex/Havok

Basher: Logan/Wolverine

Yen: Kurt/Nightcrawler

Livingston: Hank/Beast (He has can change into a human at will.)

Saul: Amara/Magma

Linus: Bobby/Ice Man

Terry: John/Pyro

Tess: Wanda/Scarlet Witch

Yes, some girls are doing guy parts but that's just how I visualize it.

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New York

The casino was filled with gamblers as he walked through it. He made his way to a black jack table and sat down. "Chips, please," he said.

"Good luck," the dealer said as she handed him his chips.

"Thank you," he replied. He looked over her shoulder to see a skinny young woman with long brown hair and an innocent expression who was talking to a manager.

"Twenty. Dealer has nineteen; good start." The lady was then relieved from her post and the brown haired woman took her place. "I'm going on break now."

"How are you sir?" asked the new dealer.

"Hello, Kitty," said Evan and Kitty looked a bit shaken.

"I beg your pardon, sir; you must have me confused with someone else. My name is Lydia, as you can see right here." She pointed to her name tag which said "Lydia". Evan just smirked, making his brown eyes look a bit dangerous; especially with his cocky smile.

"My mistake," he said.

"No problem, sir," she smiled politely.

"The table's cold anyway."

"You might want to try the lounge at Caesar's; it get's busy after 1:00."

"1:00?" Evan asked as he stood up.

"Yes, sir."

"Thanks, Lydia," Evan said as he left.

"Thank you." The woman shook her head and got back to dealing.

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Evan was sitting at the bar looking at the newspaper and drinking a soda as Kitty walked up to the bar.

"Checking up on current events?" Kitty asked.

"Lydia," Evan replied dryly as he flipped the page.

"Glad to meet you. Kitty Pryde, like, can't get past the gaming board," Kitty said as she sat down. "You, like, just got here?"

"This afternoon. You seen him?" Evan still didn't look at his friend. She smirked at him as she ordered her drink.

"Last I heard he was teaching movie stars how to play poker. Why? You, like, have a plan already?"

"Are you kidding; I just got back," he said dryly and Kitty laughed.

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Hollywood, CA

A dark haired, muscular young man was eating nachos outside of a club while waiting for one of his clients. "Hey P," said a voice. It annoyed him to no end when he was called that. "Piotr, what's up man?" He got off his silver truck and walked toward the back entrance to the club with his companion. "Let me ask you a question: are you incorporated?" Piotr just shook his head and laughed. "Well, you should think about it. I talked to my manager-"

"Jackie?"

"Not Jackie; my business manager. Actually, they're both named Jackie. Anyway he said what we do could be considered research for a future job, so I could make it a tax write-off. The one thing is, and this is his thing and it's stupid, but I'd have to pay you by check." Piotr looked at him as if he was crazy and stayed silent. "Or we could just stick to cash." Piotr nodded. "Yeah, let's just stick to cash." They entered the club and went to the back room.

He tried to teach these Hollywood movie stars how to play poker but they were all hopeless. He took a break and went to the bar to get himself a drink and watch some dancers. After a while he came back in to see a blond-haired guy sitting at the table with the stars.

"Isn't that hard; crossing over from television to film?" asked the new guy.

"Not for me dude," said a client as he noticed Piotr. "Hey, P; we got another player…if that's cool with you."

"It's fine," Piotr said softly as he sat back down at the table. They talked about Evan's life as a mutant as they played poker and Evan easily won with Piotr's unnoticed help. Piotr walked outside and Evan discreetly followed him. They walked down the street and to Piotr's Cadillac truck.

"I'm bored," Piotr said as they started driving. He was only ever truly comfortable talking with Evan and two others besides Ororo.

"You look bored," replied Evan playfully.

"I am bored." He sighed. "So how was the trip? Did you get the cookies I sent you?" Piotr's playful side was coming out.

"Why do you think I came to see you first?" They walked into the small, dark coffee shop and sat at a table after getting their drinks.

"So tell me," Piotr said.

"It's tricky; never been done before. It'll need planning and a large crew."

"Guns?" Piotr asked curiously.

"Not quite; high security. The take-"

"What's the target."

"Eight figures each." Evan was avoiding the question.

"What's the target?" Piotr persisted.

"When was the last time you were in Vegas?"

"You wanna knock over a casino?" Piotr asked incredulously. Evan shook his head and held up three fingers and Piotr almost choked on his coffee.

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They were in a building looking over the plans to a casino. "The vault at the Bellagio," Evan said grandly. Piotr made some noises that would be classified as awe and frustration.

"If I'm reading this right, and I'd like to think I am, this is probably the least accessible vault ever designed."

"Yep," Evan said simply.

"You said three casinos?" He only saw one vault.

"These go into the Mirage and the MGM Grand but every dime ends up there."

"Okay, the Bellagio and the Mirage…wait a minute, these are St. John's places."

"Yes they are." Piotr sighed. "Do you think he'll mind?" Evan smiled.

"What do you think?" Piotr snorted.

"So what are we looking at here?"

"You'd need at least a dozen guys doing a combination of cons."

"Like what, you think?" Piotr shrugged.

"Off the top of my head? I'd say you're looking at a Boesky, a Jim Brown, a Miss Daisy, two Jethro's and a Leon Spinks. Not to mention the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever. Where will you get the money to back this?"

"Hit these three casinos, we'll get our bankroll. Pyro's got a long list of enemies."

"Yeah, but enemies with lots cash and nothing to lose?" He then got a smile to his face. "Storm."

"Storm," Evan replied as they took the plans and made their way toward the elevators. Piotr looked a bit perturbed and was still shy about asking questions, even with Evan.

"What?" asked Evan when he noticed his friend's face.

"I need a reason. And don't say money; why do this?" Piotr was truly curious as to why Evan wanted to do this specific job.

"Why not do it?" Piotr shook his head, he needed a better reason. "Because I just left Bayville after losing a year of my life and you're teaching poker to Teen Beat cover boys." Piotr reluctantly nodded. "Because the House always wins. Play long enough, you lose your focus. Unless, when that perfect hand comes, you bet big. Then you take the House."

"You practiced that and took that from a movie, didn't you?" asked Piotr amused.

"A little bit; did I rush it? Felt like I rushed it."

"No, it was good; I liked it. The Teen Beat thing was a little harsh, though." They then got into the elevator. "I wonder what Storm will say." Evan also wondered what his aunt would say.

So, what do you think? I know that Rogue isn't in it but she will be in the sequel. Review please.