Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-men or Marvel...although I wish I did...therefore sueing me would

be pointless.
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*thought*

"speech"

Part III of "You can't teach an old dog new tricks...or can you?"

*Remy no like what is happening to de X-men. I only try ta help t'em an' chere, I did it for her. Remy no

like how chere actin' towards him. Don' she realize Remy do this for her? Remy love you chere.*

*It all start while Remy in New Orleans. I confused about where an' who I am. Remy t'ink he wan' t'

stay wit' de t'ieves guild. Remy have nothing else t' live for, Belle died in feud bet'een de t'ieves an'

assasains guild. Remy is fightin' all-out war against de assasains for killing his wife. Dey take everythin'

from me. Remy is tired of fightin' and being a chess piece. He go off by himself peace but no t'ink he

will ever find it.*

*Remy walking down abandoned street when he see a figure in shadows. Remy know instantly who

followed him this day.

"What'ch you wan, Sinister?. I done told you I'm through wit' you."

"That may be the case, my dear boy," Sinister replies as he musses Gambit's hair.

"I have some information for you concerning your Lady love, but, if you don't want it, I can just as easily

go away." the villian said smugly.

"Don' you play wit' me man! Wha'chu know 'bout Rogue?" Remy hurls as he pulls away, lighting his traded

marked cards.

"Many things...but for now, we speak of payment." Sinister calmly says as he walks towards the cajun.

"What dis information gonna cost Remy!?" Gambit shouts.

"Keep your voice down boy, the information is free. You probably already know it, the cure is what

costs." Sinister remarked.

"You have cure for legacy! How!" Remy replies astounded.

"Nevermind the how's or the why's, Just my price." Sinister sets.

"Remy do anything to save Chere, anything!" Remy elated.

"Bring me Jean and Scott Summers to the Morlock tunnels tomarrow. I will send you

the nessasary help. Do not be late." Sinister says as he disappears into the spicy cajun night.

"What has Remy gotten into?" Gambit wonders as he walks away thinking in the land of crawdads

and cheap perfume.

*If only I knew wha' de Sinister one wanted* Remy thought to himself.

*If this what Sinister want, I guess that's wha' Sinny's gonna get. Chere, this is for you...please forgive

Gambit. Remy no wan' t' do t'is either...Gambit must though.*