PROLOGUE
Remy couldn't wait to see his Cher again. Its been 4 years since he left. And being away from him was like his soul was dying. He wanted nothing more than to go back to her and hold her, but he couldn't. He had work to do and knew that she wouldn't like it. And it was to dangerous for her to get involved in. He couldn't risk her. He just couldn't.
He's been riding nonstop since two days ago. Only stopping when he needed gas, food, or to pee. But other than that, that.
He couldn't only think of the things Anna's family is going to do to him when they see him. He had no doubt that Anna's father, Logan, and Kurt are going to beat the Cajun out of him. Remy couldn't even imagine the things her Mere will do to him once she sees him.
Remy stop just shyly of the gates. Remy set his bike in park, removed his helmet, took a deep breath, and bused the little voice box.
"Hello, welcome to Charles Xavior's School for Gifted Youngsters, how can I help you." It was Emma.
"Emma is Gambit, let moi in," There was a pause.
"Well well, look what the swamp throw up." Emma said in a sarcastic tone. Remy sighed. He knew this was not going to end well at all.
When he opened his mouth to comment, the gates opened.
Come on in Remy. And come to my office. The Professor said in Remy's mind. Remy didn't say anything in return. Just got off his bike and wheeled it in; the gates closed behind him. Remy have expected to find Anna's Pere, or Wolfie standing there at the door waiting for him, but instead it was Rogue's Mere.
"Bonjour, Mademoiselle Sophia." Remy said with a slight bow. On the outside Remy was a cool as could be. But on the inside he was terrified of her. From the last time he'd seen her, Rogue defiantly got her temper and grudge making from her. But what shocked Remy was that instead of a I'm-going-to-kill-you look, Remy receives a it's-been-a-long-time-how-have-you-been look.
"Don't worry LaBuea. Ah'm not that mad at ya. Come on, the rest of the team is waitin'." She said and walked into the mansion. Nothing had changed. Exact Remy saw the new students faces. Remy followed her silently as they walked to Charles's office. When Mademoiselle Sophia moved aside, Remy saw the two men how probably wanted to skin him alive right this very second. Anna's Pere and Logan.
And by the look on their faces, the only thing stopping them was Mademoiselle Sophia. Remy looked around to see the old faces of his friends. Pete, John, Kitty, Cam, Jay, Jaz, and Ren. Then he saw some not so friendly faces, Jean, Scott, and Emma. They all looked so much older. And Its only been four years.
They all looked like they wanted to kill him. Joy mon enemies and friends gonna team up and kill moi. Remy though.
It's your own fault. If you had just told Anna-
Non. Remy don't need yo' lecture right now. Remy said.
"Well well, if it ain't the White Devil, himself." Remy cringed at turned. He stared into the eyes that was once filled with love and compassion. But now were filled with anger and hatred. Remy took a step back. Rogue knew how much that name scared him. How much it hurt him as a child. She always told Remy that she had loved his eyes. Now, was he nothing more than the Devil to her?
Rogue walked up to him. Swaying her hips seductively as she did. Rogue stopped two feet away from him.
"Cher-" Remy didn't get to finish, because one minute he was staring at the woman that still held his heart like a iron fist, and the next he was airborne. Remy went crashing through the Professor's window. Remy didn't have enough time to soften the blow. Remy laid there on the ground in so much pain he couldn't move. When he opened his eyes. He found Rogue staring down at him in disgust.
"Ya lost the right ta call meh that 4 years ago White Devil. Besides what kind of man tries to still a married woman?" Rogue called down then turned away. Married? His Cher was married? To who?
