Rogue sat quite still in a large wooden chair in the big office. On the other side sat the professor in his wheelchair, hands together, forming a temple shape, his eyes where firmly shut. Silence swept over the room like a plague. The only noise was the loud ticking of the clock. Rogue felt very uncomfortable.

"Rogue, im going to have to ask you to relax. Im not going to be able to get past your barriers if you don't let me in."

"ahm sorry professah." she sighed and closed her eyes. She wanted help from him, but she didn't feel comfortable sharing Gambits memories without him knowing. But she needed to get rid of them… or at least find out the rest.

Slowly she felt the professor enter her mind. Pulling out more memories from gambit.

FLASH

It was the large office again, containing the same men as before. But this time there were three other men as well. It was another argument, this time between the first three men and the new three men. There was a lot of shouting, again it was all in French. After a while, Rogue was able to understand.

"E' is a mutant! E' canno' be trusted here." a small stout man stood in the corner, yelling and pointing at Remy, who was sitting in the opposite corner, his head buried in his hands looking at the floor. "E' is outa' control. E' killed Julian. Dis canno' be ignored and e' must be punished for it!"

Another man stood in the middle of the floor. Tall like the others, but he had long blonde hair and wore a velvet blue jacket. His face was red and he looked very angry. "Mon fils has just been killed Jean Luc. Mon daughter 'as had her heart broken. 'e must be punished. 'e must be banished from New Orleans, from the Guild.

The one named Jean Luc stood up. It was Remy's father. "I tink you' will find dat it was your daughter who broke mon fils heart. It was her who started dis 'hole mess." he leant on the table, staring hard at the blonde man. He was speaking through his teeth, trying hard not to loose his temper.

"Fine. But still. De boy mus' be punished fo' 'is actions." pointing again at Remy as he sat in his chair.

"Unfortunately, 'e is correct. Somtin' must be done." Remys head shot up at his fathers words. "I am afraid I must banish yo' from 'ere Rems. Yu' killed someone. Desole my son, desole."

Remy stood up and stared at everyone in the room. For the first time that night he spoke. "'E came at Remy firs'!" he cried, "if 'e was alive still, woul' dis be 'appening t' him too?" he glared a his father, challenging him to tell the truth.

The man in the middle of the room opened his mouth to speak but Jean Luc cut in first.

"Wha' 'appened 'append Remy. Deres noting' we can do about it." he looked over to the man in the middle of the room, who had now closed his mouth. Remy could see the satisfaction in his eyes gleaming.

Anger, Hatred.

Remy picked up his trench coat a headed for the door. His father stood up to speak, but never got the chance. Remy slammed the door behind him before he could say a word.

FLASH

The wind is whipping through the air as a man on a motorcycle speed through an empty street. There are few lights, no houses, no people, no noise. Just the loud roar of the engine. Suddenly an orb falls into the middle of the road, knocking the man off of his bike and sending him flying into a nearby tree. Moments later the man stands off and removes his helmet. Again it is Remy. There is not much light, but the red on black eye are glowing with so much hurt and hatred. He looks so much like a demon.

He walks forward towards the metal orb that just destroyed his bike. Pissed off now even more than he had been he kicks the object with his boot. Almost instantly it opened. Out floats a large man dressed with a red cloak and a metal helmet.

Remy went to grab his deck of card to use in defence only to find he didn't pick them up. Quickly he moved to his next pocket and reviled his bo staff. Extending it to full length he moved into position to attack, only to have his staff taken from him by nothing. It was then found in this new man hands.

He stepped forward. "Remy le Beau I presume?"

Remy stood up straight and looked at the man cautiously. "'ow do you' no Remy's name?"

The man in front of him took off his helmet, revealing himself. He was older, with a head of white hair. "My name is Magneto. I have been looking for you for some time now. I caught onto your mutant power being used earlier this evening. You have great power by lad."

Remy eyed him up cautiously. "Wha' d'ya wan' wit Remy?" the whole situation seemed odd to Remy. He was wary of his surroundings and was ready to attack if he needed, but there was something about this man that made him want to listen to what he had to say.

"I am looking to build a team of mutants. We are the evolution of man and we need to stand up for our kind. There are others like us out there, but we need to fight to ensure the survival of our race. I want you to be apart of my team."

Remy looked at him. The whole idea seemed stupid to him, but what did he have to loose? Where else could he go?

"Wat' does Remy get outa dis den homme?"

"food to eat, a place to stay and a grantee that no one will know of the murder that you took part in today." he smiles a cocky smile as he looked at Remy.

Remy stood, stunned. What could he say. He couldn't risk people knowing about what he had done. There was no way out of it. He had to follow as instructed.

Slowly he approached the large metal orb. Stepping inside he gulped. What is he getting himself into.

BLACK

Rogue opened her eyes again to see her original surroundings of the professors office. Slowly she watched as the professor moved around to the other side of the desk.

"well it seems we have learnt a bit more about our new friend." noted the professor as he spoke aloud. He looked up at Rogue. "I was able to empty the rest the rest of the memories from your mind. All I need was for those to be removed by yourself. Now my dear, I suggest you go have something to eat. You may begin to feel dizzy after a while. If you start having anymore of these memories, you know you can come straight back and I will help you."

She nodded as she got up to leave. As she walked out the door she passed Remy. She didn't want to talk to him after reliving his memories. She needed to get her head together. She just kept on walking.