Note: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, I'm delighted! And sorry to disappoint, but this is going to be the last chapter for this story, since I hadn't planned on writing anything extra.

I agree with the lot of you, there just aren't enough Ororo/Remy friendship stories out there! This is not the time or place, but I'd like to point you guys to my other X-Men fic, ''Trouble for a Bottle'', which focuses on their friendship as well. If that is your cup of tea, not to worry, since I'll be updating that very soon.

For now, I hope you guys like this chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

''Remy won' repeat 'dat if 'e were you, mon ami.''

Kyle sneered at the statement and looked back to his group, whom now stood behind him, showing their leader their support and ready to throw themselves in the fight.

''Remy, no. We are not here for a showdown. He is clearly drunk, let us just leave.''

The group cackled, while the remaining crowd in the bar jeered. ''Cowards!'', some nutjob shouted. Jimmy sighed and shook his head again. He didn't know who this new guy was, but he was really stupid if he were to rise to the provocations. He and his friend were no match for Kyle's group, they were going to stomp all over them.

Kyle seemed to realise this as well, knowing size, power and the numbers were on his side. He continued his slurred speech.

''What'sss the matter, honey? 'Fraid your boyfriend's going to get his assss kicked?''

At that, Remy lunged at Kyle, knocking him to the ground, while the remaining group immediately tried to peel him off their leader. Shit, thought Jimmy. They were going to get trampled.

''Remy, no!''

Kyle threw off Remy, who practically flew in the air before crashing on a table with a yelp. The crowd in the bar stood up and started placing bets on how long the newcomers will last, all the while cheering and making unnecessary noises.

''Yeah, that's right!''

''Get him!''

Remy groaned on the floor, his shades askew as his lady friend helped him up.

Kyle marched over, and without thinking, threw his fist at the lady's jaw, the sickening sound echoing throughout the pub, before throwing a punch at her belly and kicking her down. The lady gave a small yell and fell to the ground with a thud, clutching her stomach.

The crowd softened a bit at the sight, shocked anyone would hurt a female like that. Jimmy lifted his baseball bat. He was incensed! That was absolutely no way to treat a woman. You fucking asshole, he cursed in his mind.

''Non, Stormy! You bastard!''

Remy dipped his hand into his pockets once more and out of nowhere, an explosion occurred in the pub itself, sending shards of glass hurtling around. People screamed and fought to take cover under the tables and hid behind their chairs.

Jimmy didn't pause to think, his mind was engulfed in rage and he got to Kyle first. He swung his bat with ferocity at the abdomen, but missed and ended up hurting one of his cronies instead. Take that, jerk!

Kyle whirled around, momentarily forgetting about Remy and the lady, who was starting to get on her feet while her friend helped her and was also exchanging blows with Kyle's gang.

''You shouldn't have done that, ehhh, Jim?''

The crowd's eyes were all on Kyle, as he spat on the ground, before grabbing Jimmy's bat and shoving him head first to a chair. Jimmy shouted, pain filled his head as he brought both hands to it, trying desperately to make the stars go away. He may be many things, but fighter wasn't one of them. However, it just spurred him on further.

''Kyle, you stupid son of a bitch!''

But before anything could happen, the loud explosion sounded again as a table burst into pieces right in front of Jimmy's eyes. What the hell?

All of a sudden, the doors sprang open and a ferocious wind swept in, forcing people to stop what they were doing and hold onto each other. The lights in the pub flickered and went out, drenching the pub in darkness. The only source of light was from the street lamp outside the bar, which wasn't much.

Thunder and lightning raged outside and heavy rain poured immediately, the full fury of Mother Nature unleashed. Dark silhouettes of people were moving hurriedly about, trying to get away from the doors. No one could see anything clearly and all were speaking loudly in confused tones.

''SILENCE!''

All around, gasps of horror were heard. Jimmy turned his neck to look at the commanding voice so fast it creaked. His jaw dropped.

Remy was standing upright, a glowing card held in one hand. Jimmy blinked. The card was glowing! The light illuminated his face, which was bruised and showed a busted lip. But that wasn't what was striking about him. What got Jimmy were the man's eyes. He had never before in his life seen eyes like those.

From the little light, Jimmy could see that Remy's eyes had no whites. They seemed to be black, and his pupils were red. Holy crap, he breathed. The scarlet eyes were burning with anger and the card in his hand was constantly moving, itching to throw it on Kyle's fat face.

It took only a split second for Jimmy to take that all in, and he instantly knew that Remy wasn't the one who spoke out loud. His eyes locked on the African beauty behind Remy.

Both her arms were raised by her side, and Jimmy could see that her eyes were pure white. Oh my God. Jimmy blinked again, to ensure he wasn't dreaming. She's flying! And that was true. Her feet weren't on the ground. Instead, they were hovering a couple of inches above. Her long platinum hair whipped about her face as thunder, lightning and rain continued to rage outside. Jimmy knew who was causing it, just by looking at her.

She was no longer a simple, beautiful woman Jimmy laid eyes upon earlier. His mind was reeling as he took her in again. Her face mirrored Remy's, showing anger. Her nose was bleeding, but she didn't seem to care. The raw power coming from her could be felt in waves by everyone in the crowd. In all, to Jimmy, she looked like a complete, majestic Goddess.

A very pissed off Goddess at that.

Realisation hit everyone in the bar full force, and Jimmy looked around. Some were cowering in fear, while others had hatred on their faces. Jimmy glanced at Kyle, who seemed to look absolutely bewildered. A couple of his mates were hiding behind overturned tables, desperate not to be seen. The crowd started to move and shout.

''Mutant scum!''

''Get out of here, Mutie freaks!''

Kyle stood up, and charged at Remy like a rhinoceros with despise.

''I'll get you, you freaks!''

Remy dodged the blow and like a skilled fighter, landed punches on Kyle's face and abdomen, dancing around him in quick feet. He threw the card in his hand at Kyle's gang, who avoided the blast and made a beeline for the lady. Oh no. Jimmy tensed, at the same time, eager to see what was going to happen.

The woman twirled her arms and in a flash, the men were lifted off their feet by strong winds and crashed against the wall, knocked out by the sheer impact. Jimmy gulped. She really seemed pissed, and she definitely looked terrifying. Hearing a thud, he faced Kyle, who was now flat out on the ground, clutching his broken nose and crying out in pain.

Quickly, the two newcomers dispatched off the remaining support Kyle had easily like it was nothing, with the woman throwing around anyone who came to tackle them, while Remy just swung his fists around.

Slowly, the ferocious wind outside died down, and the weather went back to how it was before everything occurred. The few lights in good condition flickered back on and the crowd got to their feet, some immediately breaking off into a run and running out of the bar. Jimmy eyed the two mutants anxiously.

Remy looked battered, but he was still standing tall and had a smug, cool look on his face. Dusting off his trench coat, he gave the place a sweep with his eyes, daring anyone to attack them again.

The woman called Stormy was on the ground again, her eyes back to the brilliant blue and surveyed the area. Her face betrayed no emotions, like the previous incident had never happened.

Remy immediately went to her side, concern dripping with every word he spoke.

''Are you okay, Stormy? Your nose is bleedin' pretty bad, chere.''

''I am alright, my friend. We shall deal with the injuries back at the mansion.''

The lady walked to Jimmy.

''We are terribly sorry for all the trouble we have caused. We insist on paying for the damages.''

Behind her, Remy scoffed.

''We do? Non, it was 'dem who caused us trouble, Stormy!''

Jimmy's breath hitched when Remy was silenced from a look by his friend. She was one of those who commanded respect, a great leader in every way. He tried to deny their financial assistance, as any good, polite bartender would do, but she pressed on.

''Erm, uh, okay. Thanks.'', he concluded lamely.

With half the crowd still rooted to their feet, the two mutants nodded at Jimmy before making their way to the doors. Remy stopped at Kyle lying on the ground and nudged him with his boot, taking care connect with a sore spot. Kyle groaned in pain, his pupils blown out of proportion and wild with panic as he looked up at the dark eyes looming threateningly over him.

''Next time, don' try to act tough, eh homme? You mess wit' my Stormy, you mess wit' me.''

With that, Remy got up and offered his hand to the lady, who smiled and took it gratefully and they were at the entrance before Remy spun round and looked at the chaos they had caused again.

''De name's Gambit, remember it.''

Jimmy heard the Goddess laugh, the delightful sound ringing and bouncing around his skull as he saw those two walking back slowly, enjoying each other's company. They were soon out of sight, and Jimmy let out a long breath of air, still shaken by the events that had unfurled.

The few remaining people in his bar muttered incoherently and shook their heads, no one staying. All gathered up their things and left, their nightly drinking ruined by the incident.

''Some pub you got here eh, Jim?''

Jimmy cracked a smile, and looked around. Tables and chairs were overturned and broken, light bulbs were uselessly lying on heaps on the floor and the glass windows were shattered and in pieces. Those two mutants had caused more havoc on one night than Kyle and his gang had ever caused in their entire lifetime in his bar.

Jimmy sighed, thankful that they agreed to cover up to costs, it would have cost him a fortune if he were to do it himself. At least Kyle and his cronies will never set foot here again, he thought to himself, content.

Jimmy let go a genuine chuckle, thinking about Remy and the Goddess, happy that something good came out of it. Ain't that bad after all, he smiled to himself, hoping he would be able to lay eyes on the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life again.

END.

Note: Do review! I found it pretty hard to write the fight sequence, I hope it came out alright. Thanks for reading everyone!