Broken Memories and Forgotten Family

Disclaimer I do not own x-men or any of the movies/plots/dialog/comics just my own twists on them.

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A/N: In dialogue the way things are written is the way they're meant to be written, it's not my bad grammar skills, that's the way the character speaks. Victor, Cora and Remy all look relatively the same, meaning Victor doesn't look like a crazed Wildman… lol

Chapter 1: Hunting for Family

Cora groaned and shook Remy's shoulder again, Victor was gonna kill them, they were so late! "Remy wake up!" The Cajun just grunted and rolled away from the feral. A scowl crawled its way across the girls face, "Get up now!" Cora grabbed Remy's Pillow and whacked him with it repetitively until he finally rolled off the bed in his efforts to get away.

The red eyed mutant glared at Cora from the opposite side of the bed, "I'm up gosse(1)."

Cora smirked, "good then you can go take a shower and make yerself pretty, we're late." Cora walked into the living room of their current apartment, just as she heard the bathroom door slam shut. She picked up her book from earlier and flopped onto the rug with her dog and two cats, her snake coiled delicately around her shoulders.

Thirty minutes later Remy emerged from the bedroom, clothed and towel drying his hair. "What are we late fo' Cher?

"We got information early this morning about a man in Laughlin City whose been dominating the cage fights at a local bar… It's not much, but it's something." Remy nodded and they packed up heading for the beat up truck just outside their room.


Remy stood in the snowy parking lot outside the bar, hood up and watching the people move from their vehicles to the bar. A semi pulled up and a petite girl hopped out of the passenger seat, Remy was surprised that he couldn't seem to look away from the pretty brown eyed girl.

She walked passed him and glanced at him for only a moment, but her eyes widened when she did and he felt his whole body heat up at the excited and surprised look on her pretty round face. He pulled his face further into his hood hiding his glowing red eyes, but not his smirk. She didn't say anything but wandered passed him and into the bar.

He pulled out his cell and called Cora, "Cher dere's a girl I wanna keep an eye on…"

Cora scoffed into her side of the line, "There's always a girl Remy." She rolled her mismatched eyes, "Just come in casually and start a poker game. No stunts, Keep it low key."

Remy smirked at his best friend through the phone, "Understood Cher."


Cora sat against the wall at the top of the stands watching man after man get pounded to a pulp, by James. She was absolutely thrilled that she had found him but she was terrified to confront him. He wouldn't remember her, she was sure of that… Did he even want to remember her? That was what scared her the most.

A man in cargo's and a red flannel shirt was dragged out of the cage and James went back to smoking his cheap cigar off to one side. She chuckled softly, some things never changed. She flipped open her cell and called Victor, "Alpha, It's him."

Victor smirked and replied, "Good."

Cora nodded mostly to herself since he obviously couldn't see her, "I'll keep eyes on him for now if I lose him I'll call you and you can move in."

Victor sighed at his cub through the phone, "Cub you can't avoid this forever. Eventually you're gonna have to face facts, he probably doesn't remember us."

Cora bit her tongue harshly in an effort to stave off her tears, "I-I know…" they both hung up and Cora watched James destroy the new challenger in only a few hits…


Cora was furious, she had lost him. Somewhere amongst the chaos caused by the gamblers who had bet on the fights and the bar owner trying to shoot people with his shot gun… she had lost track of James and he had left. She snarled and pulled out her phone, Remy placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We lost him Vic… There was a fight and I lost track of him. He probably hasn't gone far … you might still be able to catch up to him."

Victor growled into the phone, "Dammit cub, I trained you better then that…" Cora dropped her head in shame, knowing that what her alpha said was true…

"I'm sorry Sabertooth…"

Victor growled a sigh, "I'll find him cub. Keep your phone close by."

He hung up and Cora closed her phone and bit her lip. Remy squeezed her shoulder and led her back to their truck, Apollo in the back with Pan and Rasta curled up at his side. The large dog blinked at her 'Don't fret Vixen you'll find your mate.'

Cora blushed at her dog, "He's NOT my mate!" she replied hotly, stomping over to the passenger door and climbing in, making sure to slam the door after her.


Victor watched as his brother stopped his truck and let the girl catch up and climb in. He still had a soft spot for girls in trouble it seemed he continued to follow them. A tree fell into the road with a simple push, maybe not the best way to get his brothers attention but it would suffice. James flew through the windshield and the girl seemed fine just a bit shook up. James staggered to his feet and back to the demolished truck, "You alright?" the girl stared out the cracked glass and watched in shock as the massive gash on Logan's forehead knit back together. "Kid are you alright?"

"I'm stuck!" she shouted her southern accented voice tinged with panic. James went to round the truck only to stop dead at the sight of the fractured stump; He looked around and scented the air, releasing his claws. Moments later he was tackled into the snow by a slightly larger form and pinned. The large man smelled of wild cat and something irritatingly familiar that he just couldn't place from his broken and disjointed memories, it was absolutely infuriating.

He ignored the low growling voice that told him to submit and gave into the louder snarling one that roared angrily for him to fight! He kicked the man off and they both tumbled into a snow drift , The man snarled at him and James snarled back, the man grabbed him and threw him into a tree.

Victor really didn't want to fight Jimmy and he knew Cora would be furious with him, but he knew that Jimmy would fight and refuse to submit they had been apart for too long he didn't remember how a pack functioned; hell he didn't remember that they were pack. James got up and lunged at him and Victor smacked him across the head with a heavy tree branch, then winced when his little brother flew through the air and landed with a heavy thunk on the hood of his ruined truck, Maybe he'd hit him a bit harder than necessary…

Just as he was going to wake him a black jet landed in the clearing and a red laser like beam, that was far to reminiscent of Deadpool for his comfort, was shot at him. Reflexively he jumped away and into the trees, watching as the girl and his brother were hauled away from the crash, just before it exploded… Oops. If he'd been paying better attention he probably would have smelled the leaking gas…

He watched the pair of mutants lead the scared girl into the jet, He looked at the jet carefully, taking in the large X on its side, then the mutants Uniforms… the X-men. The Jet closed up and lifted into the sky and Victor pulled out his phone, "Cajun? Yeah, I lost him. But I know where he's headed come pick me up."

"Yes sir." The red eyed mutant responded, after he got directions and hung up. Remy glanced over at Cora who was sitting in her seat with her knees pulled to her chest fingering Wolverines dog tags. He reached over and playfully tugged one of Cora's messy braids to get her attention. "We've gotta go get Saber tooth Cher." Cora nodded and slid into the middle seat instead of the passenger one so her alpha would have room.

"They got in another fight huh?" Remy nodded with a little grin, it was always amusing how well she knew the brothers. Always knew just what to say and which buttons to press to get her desired reactions… even knew how they would react to things, situations. It definitely came in handy.

Remy slowed the car and Victor climbed in. Cora automatically cuddled up to him a whimper building in her throat and mumbles of sorry on her lips. Victor wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head, "I'm not angry with you cub, I. shouldn't have snapped like that." He didn't apologize, but he didn't need to admitting he was wrong was enough to make Cora relax.

She sighed and melted into his side before reaching up and flicking his cheek. An irritated spark entering her violet/ green mismatched eyes, "How many times are we gonna have to go through this before you realize that charging in head first, fists flying is not the way to handle your brother?"

Victor just grinned sheepishly.


Wolverine stared at the wheelchair bound man, "Where am I?" He glanced around the room checking for exits.

The man smiled, "Westchester, New York." He watched the young looking mutant for a moment before continuing, "You were attacked. My people brought you here for medical attention-"

"I don't need medical attention."

The elder man nodded in a placating manner, "Yes, of course."

"Where's the girl?" the feral man finally asked after a moment of thought.

"Rouge? She's here, she's fine."

Wolverine gave the man an incredulous look, "Really?"

The door opened and James turned to look as the professor spoke, "Ah, Logan I would like you to meet Ororo Munroe, also called Storm. And this is Scott Summers, also called Cyclops." Both mutants greeted him, Scott reaching out a hand politely and James just staring at him. "They saved your life." James had to fight the sarcastic 'no they didn't' from escaping his mouth. The Pretty red head he had unintentionally attacked when he woke earlier walked in then, stepping around Scott and moving over to the professor. "And I believe you've already met Dr. Jean Grey. You're in my school for the gifted, a school for mutants." Wolverine looked from Jean back to the professor, "You'll be safe from Magneto here."

The feral mutant raised an eyebrow, "What the hell's a Magneto?"

"A very powerful mutant who believes a war is brewing between mutants and the rest of humanity," Wolverine rolled his eyes, "I've been following his activities for some time. the man who attacked you is called Sabertooth, we believe that he is working with Magneto."

Wolverine rolled his eyes at how ridiculous it all sounded, "Sabertooth?" Then he pointed at Ororo, "Storm, Right?" he sucked his teeth and turned back the handy capped man, "And what do they call you? Wheels? This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard." He turned and made for the door, He grabbed Scott by his lapels when he didn't step aside, "Cyclops right? You wanna get outa my way?" Scott glanced over the feral mutants shoulder looking at the professor for instructions.

The professor just smiled genially, "It's been almost 15 years hasn't it? Living from day to day moving from place to place?" James dropped Scott and his expression blanked, "With no memory of who or what you are?"

"Shut up." James snarled turning to glare at Xavier.

"Give me a chance I may be able to help you remember." The professor requested gently.

James just growled looking around at the assembled mutants with a look akin to a caged wild animal, "How do you know…"

Then he looked around as the man's voice echoed in his head, 'You're not the only one with powers.' The echo's he'd heard earlier bounced around again in different orders making him look around wildly before focusing back on the professor.

"What is this place?"


It had been over a day since Victor and James had fought, they had taken turns driving and were almost there now, the school for mutants. Victor only knew of it through some work he'd done for another mutant, he hadn't worked with the man for long though. The man was a metal manipulator and a bag of crazy; at least that was what Victor had said. Cora snuggled down into Remy's arms while Victor slowed the car at a stop light.

"How long Vic?"

Victor slanted his hazel eyes from the road and over to the drowsy girl and sleeping Cajun, "An hour or so Cub I can get us the rest of the way there." Cora nodded and fell back to sleep.


TBC…