Disclaimer: I do not own X-men. I just wrote this for pleasure.
Author's Note: This is my first serious fiction. Please be nice. Also I'm horrible at accents. I am trying my best here.
1 Catch The Thief
A figure walked down the streets of New York City. Passing people stared at him. He was wearing sunglasses at night!? The figure walked into a bar and sat down at a table in the back. He looked at his watch. Ralph was late. After about fifth teen minutes a rather short man with pale blonde hair walked into the bar. He scanned the area. He saw the figure in back and soon joined him.
" You late, Ralph" Said the figure.
" I'm sorry, Remy. I got held up"
Remy did not respond. He just shrugged.
" You wanted to meet me here. Said someti'ng about a job?" Remy said finally breaking the silence.
" Yes." Ralph looked around to make sure nobody was listening in. " In Westchester, County, there is a mansion. The owner of the mansion has a jet. They don't have a permit. I need proof that they have. You know a picture or something."
Ralph could see Remy was considering this.
" I double your usual fee." Ralph added not wanting to loose him.
Remy was obviously interested now.
" Oiu. We have a deal."
Ralph reached his hand out to shake. Remy made no response.
" So you're going to do it then?" Ralph said shakily
" Oiu. I'll approach tonight." Ralph nodded dumbly.
" I'll call you when I get de' evidence." Remy said as he got up. Remy walked to the door and was gone in a minute's time.
* * *
Remy finally made it to the mansion. He looked at his watch. 1:30 A.M. any decent person would be asleep by now. This was the perfect time for him to break in. He walked over to the gates. He easily picked the lock.
" Enfant's stuff" Remy muttered as he quietly snuck onto the grounds.
Remy quietly trotted over to the side of the building. There was a grating of a ventilation system. After much pulling the grating came loose. Remy slipped inside and started to crawl. After much crawling and a large leg cramp Remy found another grating. He pushed it off and crawled out. He was standing in a long elegant hallway. Remy flicked off his sunglasses. Almost instantly his eyes adjusted to the dark. Now he had to find an elevator door. Ralph had given him the blueprints of the house. Lord knows how he got those. Remy turned at the sound of a door opening. He ducked behind a curtain. He heard voices as they came closer and closer.
" Logan.why did you wake me up at this hour. We have Danger Room sessions first thing in the morning."
" Quiet, Slim. I'm tellin' ya I smell a thief."
Remy heard as the two passed. Suddenly one stopped.
" I smell him. He is around here somewhere."
The man started to make sniffing sounds and walk around. Who did he think he was? Scooby Doo? The man abruptly turned and headed in Remy's direction. He had no choice. Remy pulled out a card. It began to glow. Remy smiled and tossed it out of the curtain. He was rewarded the sound of an explosion.
" What the hell was that?!" He heard somebody shout.
Remy took his chance. He dashed out of the curtain and made a break for the vent. He turned around as he heard a sound. *Snikt* A man was running after him with knives coming out of the back of his hands.
" SHIT!" Shouted Remy. He had no time now. Crawling in the vent would take to much time. Remy took out a card and charged it. He threw it back at the man to buy himself some time. The card barely slowed the man. Remt continued to run until he felt a hand around his neck. " Caught ya'." Remy's world turned to darkness.
Author's Note: This is my first serious fiction. Please be nice. Also I'm horrible at accents. I am trying my best here.
1 Catch The Thief
A figure walked down the streets of New York City. Passing people stared at him. He was wearing sunglasses at night!? The figure walked into a bar and sat down at a table in the back. He looked at his watch. Ralph was late. After about fifth teen minutes a rather short man with pale blonde hair walked into the bar. He scanned the area. He saw the figure in back and soon joined him.
" You late, Ralph" Said the figure.
" I'm sorry, Remy. I got held up"
Remy did not respond. He just shrugged.
" You wanted to meet me here. Said someti'ng about a job?" Remy said finally breaking the silence.
" Yes." Ralph looked around to make sure nobody was listening in. " In Westchester, County, there is a mansion. The owner of the mansion has a jet. They don't have a permit. I need proof that they have. You know a picture or something."
Ralph could see Remy was considering this.
" I double your usual fee." Ralph added not wanting to loose him.
Remy was obviously interested now.
" Oiu. We have a deal."
Ralph reached his hand out to shake. Remy made no response.
" So you're going to do it then?" Ralph said shakily
" Oiu. I'll approach tonight." Ralph nodded dumbly.
" I'll call you when I get de' evidence." Remy said as he got up. Remy walked to the door and was gone in a minute's time.
* * *
Remy finally made it to the mansion. He looked at his watch. 1:30 A.M. any decent person would be asleep by now. This was the perfect time for him to break in. He walked over to the gates. He easily picked the lock.
" Enfant's stuff" Remy muttered as he quietly snuck onto the grounds.
Remy quietly trotted over to the side of the building. There was a grating of a ventilation system. After much pulling the grating came loose. Remy slipped inside and started to crawl. After much crawling and a large leg cramp Remy found another grating. He pushed it off and crawled out. He was standing in a long elegant hallway. Remy flicked off his sunglasses. Almost instantly his eyes adjusted to the dark. Now he had to find an elevator door. Ralph had given him the blueprints of the house. Lord knows how he got those. Remy turned at the sound of a door opening. He ducked behind a curtain. He heard voices as they came closer and closer.
" Logan.why did you wake me up at this hour. We have Danger Room sessions first thing in the morning."
" Quiet, Slim. I'm tellin' ya I smell a thief."
Remy heard as the two passed. Suddenly one stopped.
" I smell him. He is around here somewhere."
The man started to make sniffing sounds and walk around. Who did he think he was? Scooby Doo? The man abruptly turned and headed in Remy's direction. He had no choice. Remy pulled out a card. It began to glow. Remy smiled and tossed it out of the curtain. He was rewarded the sound of an explosion.
" What the hell was that?!" He heard somebody shout.
Remy took his chance. He dashed out of the curtain and made a break for the vent. He turned around as he heard a sound. *Snikt* A man was running after him with knives coming out of the back of his hands.
" SHIT!" Shouted Remy. He had no time now. Crawling in the vent would take to much time. Remy took out a card and charged it. He threw it back at the man to buy himself some time. The card barely slowed the man. Remt continued to run until he felt a hand around his neck. " Caught ya'." Remy's world turned to darkness.