Chapter II: Next Time It'll Be Freedom

Every single day I was imprisoned in that insane's land I felt a piece of me was ripped out. I know there was nothing to do, but still I feel bad each time Kinkade came near me, each time he asked about Sinister, each time he killed innocent mutants in front of me. What I asked myself was; if there wasn't someone else to ask about Mr. Sinister, about Savage Land. I was sure that the other X-Men were also imprisoned Genosha, but why was he asking me if he had Cyclops, Jean, Rogue why ask me if he had members of the Brotherhood that knew even more about the Savage Land that we do. Why? Did he saw me as the weaker one, or he simply liked to torture me. I had been imprisoned for a month now; three of them had passed since the first attack began. No mutant knows why did the humans start this massacre, why did the humans finally ended up with the silent war; with the war that had been fought since mutant existence was known.

The iron door opened again, I had seen that event lots of times since I got to Genosha; I had already memorized it. A man came into the room, I did not recognize him, but I was sure it was not Kinkade. A man with silver hair, dressed in black and purple got near me. Bastion took the chair in which Kinkade had sat the other times.

"Remy LeBau, there's something bothering you?" The machine man asked as he sat in front of me.

"Lots of things bother Gambit" I did not move my head up to face him. I could see his face, his eyes, I could see him. "Did Kinkade tell you our problem?" I asked sarcastically while a simile cracked in his face.

"There was no need" Bastion move closer, graved and pulled my hair obligating me to see him at the eyes "You'll never tell us where the Savage Land is. Will you?" he said slowly as a smile drew in his face.

"Finally some with a brain here" I was still glaring at Bastion eyes. "So, now you're going to free Gambit or what?" I commented as the smile in my face got even bigger.

"No, I have a better plan for you" the silver haired man said coldly "What will you say if we drain you to death"

"Gambit would say: Fuck you!"

"Haha, that's the only thing you can do, isn't it? Pathetic" Bastion stood up "Oh, I almost forgot" Bastion took out the same remote control Kinkade use. I knew what was about to happen, someone was going to be killed "do you remember them?" a tiny screen, which was put in the corner of the dark room, turned on. "Christine and Ana, if you didn't remember them, you saved and accompanied them" my face could show the anger I felt. I tired to attack Bastion but the chains on which I was tide did not let me do so. Bastion pushed the tiny button; he gave the order to kill them and the soldiers did as they were told.

"Haha, now what do you have to say"

"Gambit'll kill you! Son of a bitch!" I screamed at him as I still tried to attack him.

"Really, that's something I want to see" Bastion got near me and showed me his cheek. "Here, punch me. I'm giving you the right to do so. Oh, I forgot you can't do it" Bastion started laughing in my face. I couldn't stand it; he was right I couldn't punch him, I couldn't even touch him. I needed to do something, I couldn't punch him so I spitted at him. It hit exactly in his face, which immediately change, his smile was gone and also were the laughs. The machine man took the metal chair on which he had sat and hit me with it. The crash between my back and the chair made it broke in to several pieces, but still it hurt as shit.

"Bastion! Come here!" I screamed at him once I had recovered myself from the hit.

Bastion just raised his hand "See you later LeBau" he said in a sharp voice and then went out of the sinister room.

I sat down on the floor. I had tried too many times to free myself and I knew it was impossible to do so; at least alone it was. My back still hurt, then I remembered, I looked down to the floor and saw the pieces of the chair. I graved one and used it to open the lock of the handcuffs on my hands, ankles and neck; an easy job for a 'professional' thief like myself. Now I had another problem: getting out of the room without being notice will be another challenge; the good thing is that I love challenges; the bad thing is that sometimes the challenges can not be pass.

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He had been walking through jungle for at least a month; he didn't want to get out of it, but still he needed to do so. There was no way the Sentinels could caught him there; he was in his habitat, no one could defeat him there. He had been running from the Sentinels since the first attack to Canada begin. He knew they will sent him to the now modified Genosha, he knew they will sent him to the greatest security prison for mutants in the world; he knew they will sent him to the only place he once called home. He never had a family, it could bee said that he never wanted on either, he never had friends; at least not for him to notice. He liked working alone, but lots of times the jobs could not be done alone, help was required. But he was never loyal to a team; he had been in many of them, but in none he felt accepted. There were few things he liked about life; killing, spreading suffering, challenges and more than all of them vengeance. He didn't know why the attacks began, but he knew it had something to be with the last mission he fulfilled. He needed to kill the president of a Canadian corporation, he did as he was told and got the reward he was told too. Now he knows that the president he killed was also a great politician in Cuba. It was easily known that a mutant was responsible for his death. He didn't care if he had been the responsible for this ultimate holocaust that was taking place.

Finally something changed the air could be felt different; it smelled like bas, like fire; it was harder to breath, the pollution was what smelled so badly. Sounds started coming, plane sounds, machine sounds. Finally a Sentinel fall in front of him, followed by 9 more and then came 3 more; they had him surrounded, but he knew there was no way caught him there, in the jungle.

"Why can't you leave me alone!" Sabertooth screamed as he jumped and nailed his claws in one of the Sentinel's head "Die you stupid machines!" once he had finished with the first Sentinel he jumped and attacked the second one in the air. Using his claws he scratched the third on the legs breaking them; like that he went against the fourth, against the fifth, against all who were left.

By his unfortune one of the Sentinels managed to hit him in the chest with a red laser, which came out of its eyes. The only reason he did not died was thanks to his extremely good healing factor. The hole in his chest instead of curing it started getting bigger and bigger as time passed. His chest started getting darker also. The Canadian mutant could feel how the pain passed through all his body. Sabertooth knew that the technology of the Sentinels had increased but he was not expecting something like that. Not even he, the mutant with the greatest healing factor, could survive it.

"Filing bad?" a voice came from behind him. Sabertooth turned to face the man who had spoken "I think I can help"

"I don't need your help Xavier" the beast like mutant told Professor X while he felt at his knees.

"Really, it seems like you do" the bold psychic told Sabertooth as he got near him "Do you really think you will survive by yourself?"

"I don't think so, I know it" Creed graved his hart, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"I can help you if you let me do so" Charles said as he knelt besides Creed.

"Do it! Help me!" Sabertooth finally said. He could feel how his hart beats got slower and slower; he could feel how his strengths went away. He knew that the only way to stop this mutant holocaust was by uniting the two men who offered salvation for mutant kind; he knew that he was knelt besides one of them; he knew the other one will soon reappear. Creed trusted that both; Magneto and Charles will forget their differences and unite to free mutant kind. What he didn't knew was that the two mutants were not as different as everybody thought; what he didn't knew was that they were the different side of a same coin, what he didn't knew was that those differences were not going to be forgotten.


AN: hi... me again... hope you are liking the story...ok there´s really onthing to say...I love myself...what the f# was that... what you heard... you´re insane...so?...so!... yeah so?... comit suicide... yeah whatever...
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