A part of me has died on the inside. Mike Carey is writing a comic: X-Men Origins: Gambit. The man can't write him in his current comic, why would he write his origin? I mean, look what he did to Mr. Sinister, or as he is called now, Miss. Sinister! I swear, if he screws it up, I won't be updating for a year or two because someone will have to bail me and my roommates out of jail! The art does look cool, but until I see some lines, I ain't sold!
Disclaimer: I own Nothing, like I did in the last chapter and the chapter before that and so on!
Remy stared at the red masked man as he backed away from the glass. He had never seen the other man before, but there was something familiar about him. 'Dat voice.' Remy thought to himself. He knew he had heard it before, but couldn't remember who it belonged to.
"Man you should of seen the look on your face, it looked like you pissed yourself." Deadpool said to Remy, who kept eyeing him. The red and black masked man looked down at Gambit. "Have I beaten you up before?" He asked.
Remy moved his arm and felt a sharp pain from where Wolverine had stabbed him. 'Damnit, where de hell did dis come from.' He thought to himself. As Deadpool continued to talk, Gambit started to remember where he had heard that voice before. "Merde." Gambit muttered.
"Wait a second, I know you." Deadpool taunted as he walked up to the glass.
Gambit's eyes went wide. He suddenly remembered where he had heard that face. 'Mon Dieu, it's Wade.' He thought to himself. "Wilson."
"Yeah, your that little kid that Stryker hired to get information on mutants. That was the good old days when people ran scared of you and Wolverine was less dramatic." Deadpool continued to talk and walked around his cell.
"Y' look different." Remy commented. The last time he had seen the man, he never wore the red and black uniform. Shortly after he had escaped from prison, he had found old newspapers on what had happened to the Weapon X facility on Three Mile Island.
"Yeah, cancer's a bitch. But thanks to everyone's favorite hairy little man, I got his healing factor and survived. I now go on Oprah and tell my story to the world, or at least I tried. It's funny, you threaten that lady and she'll send the mob after you. Not so noble is she. Anyways, I got thrown in a prison and all the prisoners had this thing called the dead pool. Whose ever name is picked is dead. Thought it was a cool name, so now I go by Deadpool. It's a lot shorter than Shut-the-fuck-up-Wilson!" Deadpool stated as he leaned against the glass wall.
'Great, now I got another reason for hatin' de Wolverine.' Remy thought bitterly to himself. He had met the mercenary once and was grateful when the encounter was over. He remembered that even Stryker seemed annoyed by Wilson and threatened to sew his mouth shut. Then he remembered a picture he had seen of Deadpool. "Non, mon ami. Not talkin' about dat. I remember seein' a picture of y' with-" Remy began to explain when Deadpool cut him off.
"That was a clone Weapon X made of me. I was in a coma during that time because Blob sat on me." Deadpool explained.
"Really, because from what I remember, de papers said it was y', except better cause dey sewed y'r mouth shut." Remy shot back at him.
"That was Barackapool!" Deadpool corrected before the doors opened and Logan entered. "Logan! Buddy! Bub!"
Logan ignored Deadpool and stood in front of Remy's cell. "I want answers Cajun, who are ya workin' for?" He asked him.
"How y' know I'm workin' for anyone?" Remy asked him as he slowly stood up while holding his shoulder. He slipped a card into his hand and tried to charge it, but found it not working. 'Merde.' He thought to himself.
"Hey, so hows the new broad?" Deadpool asked Logan, who glared at him.
"Cause I saw the mark on y'r neck. Now ya can either tell me where they are or I'll beat the shit outta ya." Logan threatened. Remy raised a hand to the back of his neck and felt the small circle and cursed. The last thing he needed was another scar.
"See, and here kitty said you are not like him. He called you a sissy." Deadpool continued to try to get Logan's attention. He snapped his fingers. "I know, since you don't remember we can reenact how Silverfox died." He suggested and looked at Gambit. "You look close to a woman, you can play the girl!"
"I don't know why dey even bothered injectin' dat crap into me. I told dem dat I would kick y'r ass and bring y' in." Remy told Logan, also ignoring Deadpool.
"Okay, fine. I'll play both parts. I shall do it in the form of a dance." Deadpool complained.
"Who is in charge of it? I know Weapon X has been reopened." Logan demanded to Remy.
Remy shrugged and leaned against the wall. "Some guy y' sliced up. He got all pissy. Tell y' what, let me outta here and I'll tell ya." He grinned at Logan, who snorted.
"I am Silverfox!" Deadpool opened his arms and held them up. "My boyfriend is a Hugh Jackman wannabe and the world revolves around him." He said and then turned around and brought his hands down into claws. "I am Sabertooth. I am pissed off at the world because no one has been able to solve my flea problem in over a hundred years."
Logan growled and looked over at Deadpool. "Shut the fuck up!" He shouted at the mercenary.
"See you do remember my nickname you and Sabertooth gave me." Deadpool said.
"What the hell does Sabertooth have ta do with anything? The guy worked for Magneto and I kicked his ass." Logan stated. He remembered the other feral mutant and taking him down on the Statue of Liberty.
"He de reason why I know y', unfortunately." Gambit muttered. Logan looked back at him.
"What do ya mean?" Logan asked. Perhaps he would finally find out why the Cajun had been in his memories.
"Y' hunted me down to find out where Sabertooth was. I was lookin' for him, we finally found him, den y' stabbed me before we could go into the place on Three Mile Island." Gambit muttered.
"Yeah, you got all pissy because he tore out Silverfox's throat and played with her insides and then left the remains for you." Deadpool added.
'That woman.' Logan thought to himself as he remembered the flashes in the dream he had the one night. A brownish red haired woman he talked to and then found dead before they got to the bottom of the elevator. 'That has to be Silverfox.'
"I ran into kitty a year ago. Like you, he lost his memory and was really pissed off knowing he ran into you and didn't get to torture you more. He said something about you and this red haired chick and he was going to kill her in front of you." Deadpool told him.
"Jean." Logan whispered.
"Oh, so you did find a replacement for Silverfox, I'm sure she cursing you in hell." Deadpool told him.
"She wasn't anythin' but a friend and she had someone else." Logan snarled at the mercenary who kept edging him on. He didn't understand why he was explaining this to the maniac.
"Dude, you hit on another guys girl?" Deadpool whistled and shook his head.
"Y'r an asshole." Gambit commented. Logan snarled at the younger mutant.
"Enough of this shit. Where is the Weapon X facility at?" Logan yelled at him.
"Don't know. Dey knocked me out before dey brought me in and out." Gambit answered before Ororo entered the cell area with a sandwich on a plate in her hand. "Stormy, dis jackass is annoyin' me." Remy complained.
"I have a feeling you started it." Ororo told him and was about to press the button to release him, but Logan held her hand.
"I wouldn't do that." Logan warned him. Ororo pulled her hand away from him and glared at him.
"He's fine now." Ororo argued with him. She knew that Logan hadn't liked Remy and figured he just wanted to keep her friend in the cell.
"What are ya gonna do when we release ya?" Logan asked Gambit, who glared at him as well.
"Blow y'r head off." Gambit replied, honestly, for once.
"Why are you being hostile towards Logan? He didn't mean to stab you in the shoulder. You were-" Ororo tried to find the solution to why both men seemed to hate each other. They needed the information on Weapon X and what they were planning.
"Y' stabbed me again?" Gambit shouted at Logan, who didn't look sorry. "I'm gonna blow y' fuckin'-" He started to yell when he heard Deadpool laughing. "Casse toi!
"What do you mean he stabbed you again?" Ororo asked Remy and looked over at Logan.
"I knew him before he went all 'who am I and what's my past' crap. De man's a batard!" Gambit said and looked away from Logan. Deadpool knocked on the cell next to him.
"Speak English! No one understands you. I mean, what does de mean? Now repeat after me, THE!" Deadpool commented to Gambit, who flipped him off.
Ororo sighed knowing they were not getting anywhere. If she released Remy, he would attack Logan. She looked over at Logan who was now looking at the ground. 'This must be what he was talking about when he said he was afraid of who he was. If Remy thinks this way of him, what kind of man was he?' She thought to herself. She turned back to Remy and opened the small compartment to slide the plate underneath to the Cajun.
"Y'r not releasin' me? Y' take his side?" Remy looked shocked at Ororo. She looked over at him and shook her head.
"He is not the same as he was then. He's changed." Ororo told him.
"How come he gets food? I've been here longer and how come there are no bathrooms in here? Am I supposed to take a dump in the corner?" Deadpool asked. Ororo had an apple and Logan took it. He opened the compartment to roll it under Deadpool's cell when the mercenary pounced and grabbed his hand. "Gotcha!"
Logan rolled his eyes and unsheathed his claws, having them go through the mercenary's wrist.
"Ah!" Deadpool cried and released Logan's arm.
"Stick it in yer mouth and shut up." Logan growled as he pulled his arm back and stood up.
"De man hasn't changed much." Remy argued with Ororo as Logan gave Deadpool the apple. "Still self centered asshole I met at de casino."
"Sounds familiar, doesn't it?" Ororo asked him. "I may not have known him before he lost his memory, but he is a kind man who would not harm anyone. I am not going to release you until you give me your word that you will not attack him."
"Den I'll have to make myself comfortable, won' I." Remy responded and sat down in the corner.
"Well, then, I'll be going to check on Rogue." Ororo said before she left, catching Remy's attention. She knew arguing with Remy would be useless. Once he had his mind set on something, it was hard to change it. Logan followed after her shortly after.
"What?" Remy called back to Ororo, but she was gone. 'Merde, de whole time arguin' over him, I forgot about Rogue.' He thought to himself bitterly.
"Where did he stab you?" He heard Deadpool ask. "What did it feel like? Was there blood gushing everywhere? Did you cry?" Gambit rolled his eyes.
"He stopped me from getting' to Sabertooth. De asshole stabbed me just as we got to Three Mile Island." He muttered.
"Wait, I remember that! Yeah, Sir Stabs a Lot went into the Weapon X facility to find kitty. He found him and Weapon XI, who beat the crap outta him. I mean, I really nailed it to him and almost killed him. Unfortunately, he also cut off my head and then Stryker came out of nowhere with a magic bullet. Pretty much, everyone in that building was killed and Wolverine lost his memory." Deadpool recalled.
"What?" Remy whispered. He knew that the facility had been brought down and most were killed, but didn't know that's when Logan had lost his memory.
"Yeah, so in a way, he kind of saved you by stabbing you. Otherwise, I would have turned you into kibble with my awesome optic blast and other powers." Deadpool stated.
"Thought y' said it was y'r clone?" Gambit asked him. He leaned his head against the wall and began to think. Wolverine had stabbed him, but if he hadn't stopped him from going in he could have been killed. 'Mon dieu, why did he have to tell me dis. Now I don't know what to think.' He thought frustrated.
Rogue's Mind
"It don't matter what ya call yaself, I'm still not gonna let ya get away with-" Rogue argued with Malice, before the other hit her again.
"Like anyone really cares about you. I'm sure they are celebrating that you are unconscious right now. Don't worry, they will be visiting you here soon." Malice looked down at Rogue before she was attacked by Psylocke.
Are you alright? Chamber asked Rogue as he helped her up.
"Yeah, thanks." Rogue whispered to him before Malice tossed both him and Psylocke to the side and put up a barrier.
"No one is interfering. She is mine." Malice hissed at the two telepaths before turning back to Rogue. "Now, where were we?" She had a sadistic smile on her face.
"Ya were just leavin' my mind!" Rogue yelled before she launched herself at Malice and punched her in the face. She could feel Monet's super strength as well as the other borrowed powers at her control. She gazed at Psylocke and Chamber and hid a smile. They did care, otherwise no one would have tried to help her.
Malice glared at Rogue as she stood up. "Nice shot, but it won't beat me." She told her.
"Ah think it will." Rogue said as she flew at Malice and picked her up and threw her hard into the ground. "Ya say Ah'm weak and no one likes me, but if that were true, Ah wouldn't be kickin' y'r ass now!"
Are we really needed here? It looked like she has things under control? Chamber commented to Psylocke. They watched Rogue attack her dark counterpart with fury.
"I think in a way we were. Malice was attempting to break Rogue emotionally by telling her no one cared for her, but us being here for support shows people do care about her." Psylocke explained. Chamber nodded and turned back to the fight.
Kick her butt, Rogue! Jubilee, Kitty, Bobby, and the rest are waiting for you when you wake up! Chamber yelled to Rogue.
Rogue heard what Chamber said and smiled. She knew that her friends were worried about her when she was missing and knowing that they were still there for her, even after absorbing Monet, gave her more reason to stop Malice.
"Ya call me pathetic, weak, and had no friends!" Rogue said as Malice phased through her punch. "Once Ah did believe it myself!" Malice flew at Rogue. "But Ah know it ain't true. Ah ain't those things as long as Ah believe Ah ain't!" Three bone claws came through Rogue's right hand.
"You are still nothing. Bobby tells me he only dated you out of pity!" Malice yelled and punched Rogue.
Rogue felt a bruise on her arm, but felt Logan's healing factor taking affect. "Ya can tell Bobby that he's a lousy kisser!" She told Malice and brought her right hand up and punched Malice in the stomach. The barrier surround Rogue and Malice went down and Psylocke and Chamber ran into help her.
"How do Ah get rid of her?" Rogue called to Psylocke as Malice began to heal. Rogue sent an ice beam at her counterpart as metal formed and was sent at her.
"Hold on." Psylocke responded to her as Chamber undid his scarf and sent an energy blast at a scrap of metal that was flying towards the two telepaths.
"You're not going to get rid of me, little girl!" Malice snarled and flew at Rogue, who did the same. The two clashed and Rogue grabbed Malice's arms try prevent her from punching her. "You little bitch!" Malice yelled.
"Aw, look at the poor thing. Cursin' and swearin'. And ya call yaself a lady." Rogue mocked her and kicked Malice in the stomach. Once Malice fell to the ground, Rogue grabbed her arms and held them behind her back.
Psylocke unsheathed her psychic blade and cut a hole in the blackness. She forced it apart and revealed a bright white light. "Rogue, send her through!" Psylocke yelled. "There is only so long I can keep it open!"
Rogue grabbed Malice and was about to throw her through, when Malice punched Rogue in the face and sent her back. "You're not kicking me out." Malice growled. She knew if she left Rogue's mind, she would be wondering the astral plane for who knows how long. She needed to be attached to a body. Malice grabbed Rogue by the arm and threw her at the light, but Rogue stopped herself before going through.
Malice snarled again and flew at Rogue to kick her in, but Rogue dodged out of the way at the last minute. "See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya!" Rogue called to Malice as she went through the white light. Psylocke quickly closed the portal.
Rogue sighed and fell to her knees. She couldn't believe it. She had fought the darkness of everyone she had absorbed and her own and won. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up at Chamber. You alright? He asked her.
Rogue gave a grateful smile and nodded. "Yeah, just took a little outta me." She replied.
How are you able to use your other powers here at full control? Chamber asked her. She had not shown any signs of using these new powers and had heard her telling Jubilee the other powers weren't controllable.
"This is her mind. In every person's mind, they have control over what happens. Malice tried to beat Rogue down so she could take control. If that were to happen, she could control Rogue's body in the real world. In her mind, she can touch people without absorbing them and has the ability to control all the powers she absorbed. However, it is not the same as the real world, but with proper training, they can be controlled." Psylocke explained.
"Would have liked ta known that before." Rogue said as she stood up. "So, how do Ah wake up now?" She asked Psylocke.
"That is up to you, my dear. We will be waiting." Psylocke responded before she and Chamber disappeared.
Cell Area
Remy banged his head against the back of the wall in frustration. He had been tortured, shot, drugged, broken bones, stabbed, and many other horrible things done to him, but this was the worse than any of them. "MON DIEU, TAIS-TOI!" He yelled.
"What did you call me? Why don't you try that in English and not in frog!" Deadpool told him, causing Gambit to bang his head against the wall again. "Did you hear that?" He suddenly says.
"All I hear is y'r mouth talkin' a hundred words a second." Gambit mutters in annoyance.
"My spidy senses are tingling in my shorts." Deadpool stated and got up to the entrance door to see it open. "I was right!" He laughed as heavy footprints and a growl were heard as the door shut.
"Well, well, look what I found and one of them's the Cajun." A snarl echoed through the hall as the intruder stepped in front of the cells.
"Oh fuck." Gambit swore as he gazed upon an enemy he hadn't seen in years and not having his powers at the moment, he knew he was at a huge disadvantage against this maniac.
Brotherhood House
"This place is a piece of crap." Wanda muttered as John showed her and Pietro around. "At least at the mansion, it looked half way decent and doesn't have a roach problem." She folded her arms over her chest as they walked through the bedroom hallway.
"What would you call Kitty?" John asked her with a smile.
"Okay, with the exception of a few." Wanda corrected herself as Pulse passed by them and accidently bumped Wanda. "Watch it!" She snarled at him and hexed him into the wall.
"Geez, it was an accident." Pulse told her and rubbed his side.
"You don't bump into a lady, but then again, you don't even understand when a girl can't stand you." John stated to Pulse. He turned to Wanda and Pietro and explained to them what had happened. "He was supposed to get Rogue, who Magneto wanted captured. Our little blond friend fell in love with her and then betrayed her and cried when she rejected him. What did you expect her to do?"
"You don't understand the situation at all. She has feelings for me, but they were clouded by that lowlife maggot. I know he charmed her against me because she had feelings for me. She just needs some time to clear her head from his intrusion." Pulse responded to the three.
"I don't know who Rogue is or any of the crap that came out of your mouth, but if you sell a girl out to someone, she's going to be pissed. If I was her, I would have turned you inside out, literally." Wanda told Pulse.
"She's not kidding either. She did it to a guy that gave her a dirty look." Pietro said to them. "Is there anything else around here? I am bored!"
"Yeah, right this way." John escorted the twins down the hall. "We'll leave him to cry in his room." Pulse glared at the three mutants as they walked down the hall. He turned and entered his room and slammed the door. He sat down at his desk and rummaged through it.
He had gotten Rogue to love him, he knew she did. How could she not? He was able to touch her where no other guy in the world would be able to touch her without passing out. 'She'll come around. She wants a normal life and I am the only one that can give it to her.' He thought to himself as he pulled out an address book. 'It's just him! I know he'll find her again and charm his way into her forgetting me. He's going to convince her that she doesn't need touch.' He smiled to himself. He knew that accent and knew a group that would have no problem taking care of Gambit.
He flipped through pages of the address book's A section and found the number he was looking for. The phone rang before someone finally answered. "Bonjour, dis is Pere's Pizza Place, dis is Gris Gris how may I take y'?" The voice on the other line said.
"I know you're not the pizza place." Pulse stated in the phone. "But I would like to place an order for a murder."
"Den y' called de right place, mon ami. We be de best assassins in New Orleans." The other voice replied.
"There is a mutant that I would like you to take care of. You might know him, Remy LeBeau." Pulse said into the phone. The line went quiet for a few seconds before Gris Gris responded.
"Oui, I know him." He responded. "Tell y' what, give me y'r address and we meet y' for payment. We'll even take off half for killin' him. We know where he is already." Gris Gris told him. Pulse smirked. He knew he called the right place. He told the Cajun assassin his address and hung up.
"Who was dat?" A male voice asked from behind Gris Gris.
"Never gonna believe dis, someone wants LeBeau killed." Gris Gris smirked at the man, who also smiled.
"De boss is goin' to love dis. It's been years since she has seen him." The other responded.
End of Chapter 20
Connard - idiot
Casse toi – piss off
Special Thanks to: soficmac16, holly*sirius, RogueNya, Star-of-Chaos, tfobmv18, scarleteyes21, and laenamoradadeROGUE. Thank you for taking the time to review, I appreciate your feedback.
Sneak Peak for Chapter 21:
"Now tell me, where would you like it? I'm sure I can shoot you in the face; otherwise I will have thousands of angry fan girls on my ass. Then again, I have no problem killing them too." Deadpool said as he jammed his gun into Gambit's back, he held the Cajun's left arm behind his back.
"Non, mon ami. Why don' y' go play with y'r other friend over dere? Dey got healing factor and will be much better fight den dis ol' Cajun." Gambit told Deadpool as he charmed the mercenary to slightly letting go of his hold.
"Hm, they would be tougher and you are a bit scrawny. I like my kill with meat on it." Deadpool said to himself.
"Hey, look over, dere! Dead hooker!' Gambit looked over to the other side, distracting the mercenary.
"Where!" Deadpool let go of Gambit and looked in the direction. "Hey, there's no dead… oh shit!" He cried before a card was curled at his chest, sending him flying into Wolverine.