Here is chapter 4, of course! Thankz again BlkDiamond for reviewing!! This took a bit…and I didn't know how I would end it, but I finally finished it!

Jesus Luvs Me(me): here's chapta 4…hope y'all like it!! It's a bit sad in one part…

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or X-Men! I own the OC's and plot!


Instantly, Desiree was awaken from her sleep. A yell of pain passed through her room's walls and pierced her eardrums. Her dark-colored eyes widen horror when she realized who had yelled, waking probably the entire Institute up. She quickly ripped the covers off of her, jumped out of her, and ran for the door.

Elsewhere…

The Cajun was still withering in pain on the hallway floor. A deep gash ran across his abdomen, which was being cover by his arm to stop the bleeding. The creature was standing above him. He weakly looked up, but his vision was fading. The only feature he could make out on the dark form was its piercing reds eyes. It growled and lowered itself closer to him, getting ready to kill him. He shut his black and red eyes and waited. He couldn't defend himself, not in his current injured state.

"Get away from him!" came a shrill cry of an order. A grunt and growl came next, and Remy could feel the wind rush by him. He weakly re-opened eyes and saw that the monster wasn't in his field of vision anymore. Soon, someone else appeared in his vision. He couldn't tell exactly who it was. The person then began to wipe away the blood that was on his face with the back of their hands. He smiled weakly, as if saying thanks for helping him, and Remy soon passed out.

A couple of seconds later, Desiree, along with the rest of the X-Men and a few students, appeared in the hallway.

"Remy!" both Desiree and Rouge cried out, and both ran towards him. The person who had being kneeling next to him backed away to give them some room. Rouge slowly and careful removed the arm and gasped.

"Storm, Logan, Jean, Scott! Come help me! Remy's hurt!" she called out. They quickly rushed over, all around the two that were already with the fallen mutant.

Desiree was lost in her own world. She was staring down at Remy's injured form, but she was lost in her mind. Her hands subconsciously ran through his short brown hair. Inside of her, pain and agony were welling up, ready to burst. This was too much for her. To lose her brother. The only family she had has since she was young, the only person that truly cared about her, loved her, and he was dying right before her. Then, everything was released with tears began to fall.

"Remy…Remy…frère[1]…" she sobbed softly through the tears. Then, Remy's body began moving, and somebody was picking him up. But Desiree didn't move. Once Remy's form was out of her field of vision, the black-haired Cajun wrapped her arms around her sides and continued to cry. "Remy… frère…" Someone had tapped her on the shoulder, but she didn't response. It wasn't in till the person had bent down and whispered into her ear.

"Desiree…let's go…" the person said to her. The person felt familiar, but she wasn't fully there anymore. She had left into her mind, the pain threatening to rip her alive.

Slowly she nodded. A hand was extended in front of her, and Desiree reached out and grasped it. She pulled up and stood next to the person, but didn't looked at him-or-her directly. Then they both began down the hallway, where the others had taken her brother. She stopped after taking a couple of steps down the hall and turned her head to see who had been with her brother before she had gotten there.

The person had curly brown hair and brown-red eyes. Desiree knew that she knew the person, but in her current state, she couldn't help forgetting it, or what she said.

"Merci d'être avec mon frère."[2]

The person nodded back, and Desiree noticed that the person was smiling. The smile was cold and unfriendly, wickedly almost.

The person replied with, "Non, merci."[3] Then Desiree drew herself away from the other person and continued down the hallway.

The Next Morning…

Slowly, his senses returned to him, and he finally began to awake. His eyelids cracked away and opened to reveal the ceiling of the small infirmary in Institute. A groan escaped his lips without him agreeing, and he soon wishd he could have taken it back. Someone moved next to his side, and he shifted his body upwards and looked down. His long, black-haired sister was resting her head on the edge of the bed. He then glanced down at himself. There was a bandage strapped around his abdomen, where he had received the gash. Remy remembered some things about the fight, but didn't know who-or-what had attacked him. An exhale of a sigh left his lips, and he closed his eyes to relax.

"Rem…y…" came a weak and tired voice, almost cracking. His eyelids fluttered opened, and Desiree had lifted her head up and was staring directly at him. Their eyes met in the gaze, and neither one spoke or moved, in till the young nineteen year old broke the silence. "Remy…"

He nodded and smiled. Slowly and careful, he reached over and ran his hand on the top of her head and down her hair.

"Hey Desy…" he whispered. The Ragin' Cajun saw her eyes begin to water, and she soon latched onto his hand, not letting go.

"Oh Remy, I thought ya had died. J'ai été si inquiété.[4] Don't you ever do that again!" she cried through the tears falling down her cheeks. Remy then took his other hand and began to repeat the same action he had done before.

"Shush petite soeur[5], It's alright. I'm fine" he reassured her. She sniffed a bit and looked up at him. He looked down at her and smiled. "Laissez voir un sourire."[6] She chuckled and hiccupped, and a smile wiggled its way onto her lips. His smile grew even bigger.

"Remy…" she said, then slightly punched his arm.

"oww…dat hurt…" he said through the smile.

"I know…its suppose ta hurt…" she said, then the smile on her face faded away, "Remy…" The smile on his face also disappeared as well.

"Yeah Desiree…" he asked.

"What happened in de hallway…what attacked ya?" she asked him, eyes never leaving his gaze.

"I…I don't know. It was dark, an' I couldn't really tell…"

Desiree bowed her head and muttered, "Oh…" Then, the black and red eyed mutant reached down and drew her chin up. She was staring at her, as was she.

"But don't worry…we'll find out who-or-what it was an' show it why it don't mess wit a family o' Cajuns!" he reassured, adding his smirk. She smiled and nodded. Then Desiree lowered her head down and rested it on the side of the bed. Remy watched her, while running his hand down her hair. He really did want to find out who-or-what had done this to him. The brown-haired Cajun looked around the small Infirmary and something caught his eye.

Someone had moved from the doorway. He focused on the opened doorway, but saw no one there anymore. Whoever it had been, was gone now.

Remy sighed and focused his attention back on his Desiree.


The form continued down the hallway, avoiding all eye-contact and conversation with anyone. Her bare feet hit the wooden planks of the hallway as she continued closer and closer to her rom. She didn't want or need to be stopped for idle chat from anyone else. The first stage of her plan had been completed. She had found a weakness, a very big weakness.

"Bella…Bella wait up!" cries a voice, and the brown-curly haired girl stopped and half-turned her head. She saw Kitty run towards her. The brown-haired ponytail girl finally met up to her and continued walking with Bella. "Bella, did ya hear about Gambit?"

Bella nodded and replied, "Yeah, I heard about it. Terrible thing too." Kitty nodded.

"Yeah it is. I wonder who-or-what it was?"

"Yeah," then in a quiet and harsher voice, "maybe, it was me. Since I am new here and can make illusions." Kitty stopped, but Bella continued on walking. The 'Phaser' trembled slightly.

"Bell., that ain't true is it…it it?" Kitty stuttered. Bella stopped, turned, and flashed a large grin.

The Illusionist waved her hand and replied, "Naww, I'm joking!"

Kitty chuckled and replied, "He he, yeah. I mean why would you attack Gambit?" Bella nodded, and both continued walking down the hallway. There was reason, a reason that fueled her purpose.

Vengeance de famille…[7]


Remy had his eyes closed, and he inhaled a deep gush of air and exhaled. It had been about ten minutes since he had last spoken with Desiree, who had still her head rested on the side of the bed. The brown-haired Cajun had shifted a bit, which lead to him to find out that his sister was asleep.

"How is she Gumbo?" came a gruff voice, and Remy quickly opened his eyes and glanced over to the doorway.

"Fine Logan" he replied the Canadian, who nodded and walked in. He stood behind the sitting, sleeping form of Desiree, glancing down quickly then back up, and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Hmmp. That's good ta hear."

Remy nodded and also glanced down at his sister, then made his way to his stomach. The pain was low, but sparks of pain did flare up at times.

"But the real question is, what happen ta you, Gumbo?" Logan asked. The black and red eyed mutant looked up and met Logan's gaze. After a few seconds passed, Remy shrugged and began to run his hand through Desiree's hair.

"Don't know. Too dark an' it attacked me befoe I could have get a good look at it."

Remy studied his sleeping sister, and soon pain began to twist at his heart. He had worried Desiree, his little sister. He should have put up a fight.

"Hmm…wonder if it was someone at the Institute?"

The male Cajun looked up and stared at Logan. Could it have been? But who?

"But who Logan? And why?" Remy asked. Logan shrugged.

"Don't know Gumbo, but…" the Canadian glanced down, then back up, "it might not just be you." It took a couple of seconds, then Remy understood what he meant.

"But who would…" Remy began, worriness edging into his voice. If and why would someone be after his sister? Could it be someone in Desiree's family? But who?

Logan waved his hand and replied, "Don't know, but ya might wanna keep a watch on your sister and yourself. 'Kay?" Remy nodded, then Logan did as well, turned and left. Remy watched him leave, then looked down at his sister.

He would protect his sister, since she had done the same for him.


Wow…didn't expect this to be so…saddening…but it happened to turn out that way…but at least Remy didn't get too hurt!

French Translation:

[1]'frère'- 'brother'
[2]'Merci d'être avec mon frère.'- 'Thank you for being with my brother.'
[3]' Non, merci.'- 'No, thank you
[4]'J'ai été si inquiété.'- 'I was so worried.'
[5]'petite soeur'- 'little sister'
[6]'Laissez voir un sourire'- 'Let('s) see a smile'
[7]'Vengeance de famille.'- 'Revenge of family.'

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