A/N: Alrighty! Here's my second fanfic. It's an amyro, and my first, so bear with me. Please review so I'll know if I'm doin' it right!
Disclaimer: Don't own nothin'!
Chapter One: Assignments
Amara's day was going inexplicably well. Usually, in the Danger Room, she failed somewhat miserably. But today, she passed untouched. Logan had noticed, and had admitted her to go on a camping trip with the rest of those who survived today's session.
"So, 'Mara, are you going on the camping trip?" Tabitha, Amara's best friend asked as they exited the Danger Room. Amara nodded.
"Yeah, are you?" Amara replied. Tabitha's expression soared.
"You know it! Poor Badger, he thought I wasn't gonna make it! Well I guess I showed him!" Tabitha jeered.
"It's Wolverine! Keep talking and you won't be goin' anywhere!" a gruff voice sounded behind them. Tabitha and Amara slowly turned around and faced the voice.
"O-oh h-hi Mr. Logan s-sir! We were just going! Weren't we Tabby?" Amara nudged Tabitha in the side.
"Ow! Oh, yeah! Just goin! C'mon 'Mara!" Tabitha called as she grabbed Amara's arm and pulled her along. ############################################################
"Gambit, Pyro, Colossus! A meeting in Magneto's office, now!" Sabretooth's huffy voice sounded throughout the acolyte's base.
Gambit and Pyro rose off of the couch.
"Well, mate, whaddya suppose ol' Mags wants now?" Pyro asked his teammate. Gambit shrugged.
"Merde, Remy dunno mon ami. But whatever it is, it bettah be good." Gambit replied. Pyro shrugged and continued the walk down to Magneto's base.
When St. John and Remy reached Magneto's office, they found Piotr already situated in one of the heavy metal chairs. The tall Russian, always calm, was sitting intently waiting for Magneto's instructions.
"Ah, Pyro, Gambit, nice of you to join us." Magneto said in his usual icy, smooth tone. Remy and St. John nodded.
"Now, Sabretooth has just informed me of Charles Xavier's plans for his students. For the next couple of days, several of his students will be camping in a park not too far from here. I've called you three down to decide who I'm going use as a spy and battle agent."
Magneto eyes clouded with concentration. He looked from Piotr to Remy to St. John.
"Well, Colossus, you will be staying here with me. I'll need you for protection along with Sabretooth." He said, while glancing at Piotr.
"Yes, sir." was Piotr's solemn answer.
Magneto continued his draft.
"Gambit. Formidable fighter. However, seeing as how our last battle went with you flirting your French ass off, you will be back up."
Gambit growled lowly.
"Remy ain't French, homme." He said, his voice tinged with annoyance. Magneto merely glared and turned his back.
"Pyro. Seeing as you're the only one left, you will do it. I trust you can handle this, right?" Magneto asked coldly. Pyro's eyes sparked.
"I can handle anythin', mate. They don't call m' the Wonda from Down Unda for nothin'." St. John answered, flicking his lighter.
"Right. Just make sure you do the job. I expect daily updates on the student's activities. Do you understand?"
John nodded.
"Good. You are dismissed."
Remy rolled his eyes at Magneto's back.
"Sometimes, Remy wonders why he even bothers." He stated plainly. Piotr nodded in agreement.
"Da, me too." He responded.
"Aw, don't sound so weak, mate. Everything will be alrioght." John said with fake sympathy. Truth be told, he really wish Magneto would've picked someone else for this job. If the telepaths didn't get him, then Logan would for sure.
Pyro trudged slowly to his room. Tommorow was gonna be hell, he thought. &
A/N: It sucked, didn't it? I am so gonna get some flames! I'm really sorry about the accents. I could really use some help! Sorry Remy and Pyro fans. I love them both but can never get their accents down! (Grabs big huge rock and aims for head!) lol.
Disclaimer: Don't own nothin'!
Chapter One: Assignments
Amara's day was going inexplicably well. Usually, in the Danger Room, she failed somewhat miserably. But today, she passed untouched. Logan had noticed, and had admitted her to go on a camping trip with the rest of those who survived today's session.
"So, 'Mara, are you going on the camping trip?" Tabitha, Amara's best friend asked as they exited the Danger Room. Amara nodded.
"Yeah, are you?" Amara replied. Tabitha's expression soared.
"You know it! Poor Badger, he thought I wasn't gonna make it! Well I guess I showed him!" Tabitha jeered.
"It's Wolverine! Keep talking and you won't be goin' anywhere!" a gruff voice sounded behind them. Tabitha and Amara slowly turned around and faced the voice.
"O-oh h-hi Mr. Logan s-sir! We were just going! Weren't we Tabby?" Amara nudged Tabitha in the side.
"Ow! Oh, yeah! Just goin! C'mon 'Mara!" Tabitha called as she grabbed Amara's arm and pulled her along. ############################################################
"Gambit, Pyro, Colossus! A meeting in Magneto's office, now!" Sabretooth's huffy voice sounded throughout the acolyte's base.
Gambit and Pyro rose off of the couch.
"Well, mate, whaddya suppose ol' Mags wants now?" Pyro asked his teammate. Gambit shrugged.
"Merde, Remy dunno mon ami. But whatever it is, it bettah be good." Gambit replied. Pyro shrugged and continued the walk down to Magneto's base.
When St. John and Remy reached Magneto's office, they found Piotr already situated in one of the heavy metal chairs. The tall Russian, always calm, was sitting intently waiting for Magneto's instructions.
"Ah, Pyro, Gambit, nice of you to join us." Magneto said in his usual icy, smooth tone. Remy and St. John nodded.
"Now, Sabretooth has just informed me of Charles Xavier's plans for his students. For the next couple of days, several of his students will be camping in a park not too far from here. I've called you three down to decide who I'm going use as a spy and battle agent."
Magneto eyes clouded with concentration. He looked from Piotr to Remy to St. John.
"Well, Colossus, you will be staying here with me. I'll need you for protection along with Sabretooth." He said, while glancing at Piotr.
"Yes, sir." was Piotr's solemn answer.
Magneto continued his draft.
"Gambit. Formidable fighter. However, seeing as how our last battle went with you flirting your French ass off, you will be back up."
Gambit growled lowly.
"Remy ain't French, homme." He said, his voice tinged with annoyance. Magneto merely glared and turned his back.
"Pyro. Seeing as you're the only one left, you will do it. I trust you can handle this, right?" Magneto asked coldly. Pyro's eyes sparked.
"I can handle anythin', mate. They don't call m' the Wonda from Down Unda for nothin'." St. John answered, flicking his lighter.
"Right. Just make sure you do the job. I expect daily updates on the student's activities. Do you understand?"
John nodded.
"Good. You are dismissed."
Remy rolled his eyes at Magneto's back.
"Sometimes, Remy wonders why he even bothers." He stated plainly. Piotr nodded in agreement.
"Da, me too." He responded.
"Aw, don't sound so weak, mate. Everything will be alrioght." John said with fake sympathy. Truth be told, he really wish Magneto would've picked someone else for this job. If the telepaths didn't get him, then Logan would for sure.
Pyro trudged slowly to his room. Tommorow was gonna be hell, he thought. &
A/N: It sucked, didn't it? I am so gonna get some flames! I'm really sorry about the accents. I could really use some help! Sorry Remy and Pyro fans. I love them both but can never get their accents down! (Grabs big huge rock and aims for head!) lol.