Southern Cooking

10

Complications

Gambit's bike spurred to a stop as he turned on Buckfield road to hide his bike in the bushes just shy of a plain patch out of view from strangers. Checking his watch he quickly took a moment to clear his mind. He had everything he knew he needed minus one feisty southern bell, but he didn't really need her for this mission so why was he thinking of her now?

It was so easy to just watch her from a distance. There was no contact thus no commitment. Commitment? No their relationship was nowhere near that far yet. He just felt that after he actually spent time with her she had kind of become a part of him; sweeter than cigarette smoke and far more addicting than alcohol.

Sparing her one last thought before turning to business he ran towards his target. He had hoped that after a few days they would lower security; instead they quadrupled it. Adrenaline pumping he hopped over the fence, blew up the stationed turrets, and dodged the armed guards. He tripped the man to his left, jumped over the woman behind him, pushing her into the guard in front of her, before grabbing the man at his right to use him as a shield.

His back hit the front of the building before he let the still living, but more than slightly injured guard loose. He dived to the side pulling out five cards from his boots and flinging them to temporarily distract all the guards. Then he pole vaulted upwards, breaking through a window, tumbling to a stand.

He assumed that the microchip would be at the lowest levels of the facility so he headed for the elevator. Outside of it was one beer bellied guard with a pale blue shirt with a shaky hand on his pistol. Judging by its size and the revolver it held six bullets at most. Gambit proceeded to throw six cards, each aiming at different spots on the wall until the gun was empty.

The elder man saw the Cajun coming after him and panicked dropping his bullets so he could not reload. Gambit quickly knocked him out before entering the swimming with calm music elevator. He figured that everyone would be waiting for him downstairs so he busted the elevator camera, yes elevators has cameras also, before climbing through and holding on to the top of the elevator cables.

He had two options from here. One was to let the elevator land explosively like it did in the first Matrix movie or let it land empty. Some slackie would check the elevator and notice no one was inside it. Then he would knock them out and take them all head on.

As appealing as the first option sounded he didn't want any more blood on his hands so he went with the second option. How strange that the moment before he went to confront them Rogue's face came to mind.

Forty four unconscience guards, twelve explosions, one cracked security code, zero dead people, and thirty minutes later he made it to the chip. As per usual there were moving motion sensors, but what was slightly unusual was the pressure sensor floor. His father had told him about them claiming one needed perfect balance to proceed or else.

Gambit took off his trench coat along with anything else that would unbalance him as he went through the sensors. He expertly flipped and got his prize. He exited through one of the sewer ways and pulled his self out the top and made his way towards his bike.

He thought maybe he had tripped and falling or he was hallucinating because a beautiful Asian woman with yellow crème skin, jet black hair, and silver eyes was sitting in the grass just a few feet from his bike. Seeing him she stood dusting off her tight fitting grey suit to face him. How come all his female rivals save for Mystique are always so beautiful? Life can be so unfair at times.

"The chip." She held out her palm with him just a foot or two away from her.

"I don't tink I wanna hand it ova suga."

She nodded cracking her knuckles unusual loud for a human. Apparently readying for a fight with her they separated from each other and started circling. Gambit wondered what her power could be. Was it elemental? Mental? Persuasive? Or just looking so damn good.

She smiled at him as her ponytail delicately fell over her right shoulder before extending her fingernails into long antimantium (- how do you spell that?) talons.

"It'd be my luck ta find a femme Logan."

She lunged at him as he tried hitting her with his staff. Maybe just maybe he'd be lucky and her claws were made of lesser material. Unfortunately there was no such luck as she sliced it like butter and kicked him. It hurt a lot and she was uncharacteristically fast for the weight her metal skeleton gave her. He then decided to throw cards at her. One hit her arm lightly and burned her but as quickly as the burn came it was gone. He was definitely in for a long one.

After ten minutes without a winner he felt a drawl on his powers. He was tiered and she knew it. She was just waiting for him to give up and he didn't plan to. The next thing he knew she charged him, he grabbed her hand tossing her over his back, but instead she scratched his back leaving a long gash across the center. She ran back into his view to lick the blood of her claws in his face.

Gambit was upset and wounded. Still he refused to give her what she wanted. When she tried to grab him again he charged her body directly before kicking her off of him. He knew she regenerated quickly and he was losing blood. This would be his only chance to get away.

He revved up his bike and took off throwing a few more explosives behind him for good measure.

ACOLYTE BASE

Luck was on his side this time since Magneto wasn't back yet and he didn't feel like dealing with him now anyway. He had Pete clean and stitch his wound for him. Before it got wrapped however Magneto came back.

"Pitor, John, Sabel where the hell is he!"

"Magneto sir we searched everywhere," Pyro pleaded, "even the strip clubs."

"Did you search the Xavier's place Sabertooth since he has been known to linger there as of late."

"No he is not there. He's upstairs now."

"I vwas jus bandaging his wounds Magneto." Pete added as Gambit made his way down the steps.

"I didn know I had ta ask permission ta leave Mags."

Magneto then pulled him to him (he has a metal belt on), "You are my soldier to do with as I please."

"Now now Mags ya soundin like ya attracted ta me."

Magneto dropped him hard on the ground just now noticing the wounds on his back causing him to smile.

"Ah so I see Logan has finally dealt with you after you've been messing around with his surrogate daughter. And what's with that look? Did you think you could keep that to yourself forever? She is the enemy Gambit. All of them are and do you think that she'll take you after she finds out all the things you've done including the information I have on a certain Bella Donna who so happingly is you fiance?"

Magneto was smug. He knew he had him. Normally he didn't care about his workers personal lives, but he knew he needed Gambit and he needed something to hold power over him. He was overjoyed when he found out from his son that he was infatuated with Rogue. Gambit's weaknesses gave him power over him. He was surprised when Gambit started to laugh at him.

"Mags ya know tat blackmail works both ways. How'd ya like it if Wanda knew the truth? What if I incidentally mentioned to Piedro and his friends about what you have planned for them? Or if I told Mystique that an I quote, "She's rather attractive." And tell Mystique how ya planning ta betray 'er … again? An ya know tat ya cant hold me here. My business is my business an if ya don like it than I'll just go. I here there's plenty of openings at te mutant manor."

Magneto was stuck. He knew if he let Gambit off easy that the rest of the team would not take him seriously. However, if he punished him he would leave. Gambit was to crucial to just leave him.

"Fine, I will let this slip just this will not have a second chance Remy, heed my words." He said floating to his office.

"I ave a very bad feeling about him comrade."

"So do I."

"Now that that is over vwould you tell me who could hav hurt the great Gambit?"

"Ya know ya aint helpin Pete. But what I will say is if ya see an Asian girl running round with metal claws. Leave-her-alone."

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OH NO REMS IS HURT!

Anyway please review and tell me what you all think. And for anyone who has not been graced with a television or going to the movies or comic books the femme Logan is Lady Deathstrike. Will we see her again? Should I bring her back? And what is Magneto up to?

Oh well I guess we'll find out later: )