Title: A House of Cards
Author: IndigoNight
Summary: One lived at the instituted, a good guy. The other worked for Magneto, a bad guy. They had nothing in common. But one rash action changes both their lives forever. Will it change their lives for the better, or turn out to be the biggest mistake they've ever made?
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Pairing: Gambit/Logan
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution or the characters I'm just borrowing them for fun.
Spoilers: Nope
Rating: R for swearing, sexual scenes, and violence in later chapters
Warnings: Slash, don't like, don't read
Author's Note: So, this story was originally Rayne's idea. This chapter is actually pretty much all his, I just edited it a little. But he didn't feel it going anywhere, so decided not to finish it, but I loved it, so he said I could have it. So here is the first chapter. Please review!
Enjoy!
Logan looked around the storage room. It was filled to the brim with crates and boxes, piled on top of one another. Logan sniffed; he had to be in there somewhere. Gambit. That little waste of air. Logan 's claws shot out. He hated waiting like this, watching every direction for the attack that was sure to come. He knew he didn't have much time. The building was about to blow up…
Suddenly four playing cards shot at him, one from each direction. He swirled, just managing to avoid them all. He peered closely into the shadows, trying to discern from where the cards had come.
"Think you can beat me, eh?" A husky, heavily accented voice said from above him. Logan spotted the mutant sitting on a low-hanging ceiling light.
Logan nodded, "Why not? It's not like I'm afraid of a deck of cards."
Gambit chuckled as he flipped backwards and landed on a high-up rectangular crate, "You're forgetting one thing, Kitty-Cat. Those cards explode!"
Three more cards shot towards Logan, and Logan quickly dodged them. Gambit added with an arrogant smile, "And you're running out of time."
In the smoke of the explosion, Logan quickly slid into the shadows. He watched Gambit look around anxiously, with a very determined and annoyed look on his face. It was kind of cute. Logan slid deeper into the dark shadows cast by the piles of wooden boxes. Logan took Gambit's moment of weakness, and jumped at him. Gambit, somehow aware of the surprise attack from behind him, spun around and knocked Logan right in the stomach with his staff.
The force of Gambit's blow sent Logan flying across the room. Logan hit the wall hard and fell to the floor, landing with a loud thud.
Logan tried to get up again, but before he could three more cards came flying at him, he dodged them, barely, but the backlash from the explosion blew him forcefully back against the wall again, this time slamming his head into it. He winced as blood began to flow and his vision blurred. The last thing he saw before the world went dark was Gambit grinning at him from across the room.
"Au revoir, Kitty-Cat," Gambit said, the corner of his mouth twisted into a grin as he turned to leave the building, knowing that it would be gone in a matter of minutes, the lot only left with debris and a fire Pyro was sure to set. Just as he got to the door, spotting Colossus, Pyro and Sabertooth kicking the asses of some left over X-Men, he stopped.
He wasn't sure why he did it, he didn't stop to think; instead he simply spun around and made a dash towards Logan, lying unconscious on the floor. It took him a few seconds to find him, but he did, and he lifted up, tossing him over his shoulder.
"Come one Cheri," Gambit whispered, "You're not dying tonight."
Gambit slipped out of the back of the building, and fled from the scene. The rest of them could finish everything off; he wouldn't be needed. He disappeared into the shadows, the larger mutant still slung over his shoulder.