K… Ya'll guess who's back and not willing to finish the sequels to "Crawling in the Dark" or "That wasn't a very smart thing to do"? And (wolfsun this is directed towards you…) guess who is waiting for the next installment? Ok…Big News! After years of debating and switching around I finally figured out who my favorite X-Man is…. And the envelope…. Gambit!! So…. This is a story about him that I probably won't finish…. I hope it's good. Oh dear god I hope I play the voice right! The main character is somewhat like me…Haha so e-mail me and keep me on track! Also read and review or I will find a way to come after everyone of you! Seriously. I'm not kidding. Haha J/P! My email is Taogurl395@aol.com just in case… you know what? I'm gonna shut up and write the disclaimer already…

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Gambit (pout tear tear sniffle sob) or the rest of the X-men. So if ya'll feel like suing me in case ya don't read this and think I didn't do a disclaimer at all…. Go ahead cause all you will get is my radio and not much coca cola…. You Have Been Warned!! By the way, my main character, Dru (Drusilla) has nothing to do with Buffy. I just liked that name lots.3 3



*** In The Middle***



I woke up. It was cold; I was tired and NOT happy. I guess I had kicked the sheets off the bed again. I pulled my jacket up. Oh man. I fell asleep in my clothes again. Oh well, I'm not getting back to sleep anytime soon. I pulled my laptop on to my bed and signed on to the Internet. I got an IM from someone who was probably advertising porn. I clicked it anyway. It was some weirdo.

RedonBlack: Hi.

CemetaryTheif223: Hello??

RedonBlack: Wats ^??

CemetaryThief223: NMJCHU?

RedonBlack: Same. Do you read X-men?

CemetaryThief223: Only if your not advertising anything…

RedonBlack: No but guess what?

CemetaryThief223: The phrase "chicken fingers" is misleading?

RedonBlack: Nope. Ya wanna know? It's really surprising…

CemetaryThief223: Sure…

OnlineHost: RedonBlack has signed off.

"Damn." I said to no one. After that, it was slow. Might as well get something to drink. I placed my feet on the ground to get up but when I stood I fell through the floor.

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Remy sat up in his chair. No one was home except him and Jubilee. She was too young to understand Poker so he was playing Solitaire. The new screened in room was perfect .He had the sun and the breeze but none of the bugs. He sighed as he pulled the deck together, shuffled it and delt the cards out again. He took out a cigarette and sat back in his chair just as someone fell right out of the sky and into the lake. He naturally took off his trench coat and dove into the lake after the once screaming and now unconscious person.

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I woke up, cold and wet. I sat up and looked around. It looked like a hospital but cleaner and not all dingy like the one in our 'hood. I must be pretty beat up to be taken to another hospital. I hated hospitals, nonetheless. After shakily getting to my feet, I headed toward the door. Good, I thought, it's unlocked. It would be a pity if I had to pick such nice locks. Ok so maybe I'm not in a hospital. It looked like a mansion. Oh boy I better get out of here. I turned the corner and ran into a tall man who looked like he was in his twenties. He was dressed in a long, brown trench coat and sunglasses. He had copper color hair and had a really strong Cajun accent.

"So, feelin' better, Petite? Remy t'ink it look like y' need more sleep." He said.

"Uh, I…I…" I'd heard that accent and name before but from where? Argh! Dru! Think!

"Do y' want Remy t' show y' to your room? Prof jus' had it cleaned up. Do y' mind if Remy comes wit?"

"Uh, ok?" That was all I could say. He was SO familiar…

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"So," he questioned, " Do y' have a name? I don' t'ink de others can call y' Petite." He chuckled warmly.

"Uh yeah. It's Dru. Others? Where am I?" I asked once I got my voice back.

"Ok den. Dru. You be in Westchester, New York, Petite. As for de others dere is Scott, Jean, Hank, Ororo, Logan, Professor Xavier, Jubilee, Bobby and Rouge. Everyone else be on vacation. Petite, Are y' ok?" he finished as he saw the look on my face. I almost choked on what was left of my confidence as it slid down my throat and covered my windpipe. Oh. My. God. Now I knew why everything sounded so familiar! I remembered finally but why was It so hard after all those days when my mom came home drunk as a dog and yelled at the counter for being there. My only escape was in those comics. My favorite thing had been trying to understand what Gambit was saying. Now I know. I felt like jumping back in the lake.

"Ok. How did I get here? I live in California!" I thought out loud.

"Remy don't know. He be hopin' y' know, Petite. Maybe y' should meet Professor Xavier."

"Huh? Oh… um oh…ok But first, take off the glasses." He did then lead me out of the room.

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"Drusilla Taylor?" Asked a very bald, very intimidating, but welcoming, man in a wheelchair.

"I go by Dru, sir." I quickly corrected.

"Ok. Dru. Where are you from? You said California earlier, I believe?"

"Um sort of. You wouldn't believe the rest." I said slowly and cautiously because, of all people, Logan A.K.A Wolverine was standing near the door.

"Trust us. We've had our share of weird. Yer story can't be that different." Said Logan rather rudely.

"Oh, I know what kind of weird y'all have had… This is nothin' compared to what you've gone through. Yes including that time. Don't ask me how I know just yet. " I said all very quickly. Perfect, Dru, you instantly lost Logan's trust…The Professor and Logan looked at Gambit, who shrugged.

"We're listening." Said Logan reluctantly.

"Okay then," I sighed deeply," I woke up this morning and got on the 'net. I talked to this strange person and they asked me some…. weird… questions. Anyway, I got up to go to the kitchen and I fell through my bedroom floor into that lake. He," I said pointing at Remy," pulled me out. Yes I CAN swim so shut up." I said turning to Logan who was snickering almost silently. "My theory is that this is another dimension."

"How do you come to that conclusion? This story isn't as weird as that time- " said Logan who was cut off by more of my insane raving.

"It gets weirder. Um I know this is either another dimension or a dream because… I… um…" I cursed myself. Way to pick a time to get tongue- tied, Dru. Ok just say it.

*Dru, say what* Xavier asked mentally. I balled my fists and shut my eyes.

"Later. Ok? I… I cant right now," I said softly.

"Ok we will talk later. Right now, Remy would you take Dru around to meet everyone?"

"Oui. Petit'. Y' ready?"

"Yeah, sure. Ok."

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"Dis is Ororo Munroe," he said introducing me to the white- haired weather goddess, "Ororo, dis be Dru Taylor. She migh' be stayin' wit us at de school f' a while." Ororo Munroe, A.K.A Storm, turned to shake my hand.

" Hello. Are you all right here? Are you sure your parents and friends won't miss you?"

"Um My parent died about a month ago and I really haven't made any friends lately."

"Oh, child! I'm sorry you were left at such a young age. I was also. If you want to talk…"

"Oh that's ok. I'm 19 so at least I won't be put in an orphanage."

I was introduced to Jean, Jubilee, Rouge, Bobby, and Hank. No one could find Scott. He was probably in the Danger Room. Oh well. I had already met Storm, Wolverine, and Xavier. And Remy. I don't know why but I feel like I have this weird connection. The fact that he's charming, sexy and good with women had almost nothing to do with it. Almost.

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Okay Everybody. That's Chapter 1 Chapter 2 is up very soon and I cant wait to write Chapter 3 ok Read and review everyone!!