Okay, I know I have a lot of things on the go at the moment, but this has been in my head for a while.

Basically, it's an X-Men AU where Cherik is canon. They have Pietro, Wanda and David as children. Raven and Azazel are together with Rogue (adopted) and Kurt as their children.

Kurt and David are the same age, along with Remy/Gambit….I'll let the story tell the rest.

Please read and review :)

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Tante Mattie sighed wearily as the TV replayed the video of eight year old Remy. On the video, he and his Father were taking a walk through the countryside of New Orleans, with Remy jumping in every puddle he could find. Henri was probably recording, chuckling as his Father attempted to teach Remy important life lessons, only for Remy to giggle and hide behind trees and try and splash the older man.

"How long has that been going…" asked a member of the guild, "….it's been a month now."

"De child is dead…" whispered Tante, "…we need to mourn."

"De memorial was days ago! Surely, you can encourage him to-"

"Non! Let him mourn…Remy's death was hard on-"

"Remy isn't dead."

Tante and the guild member turned to the figure on the couch and frowned. "What d'ya mean?" asked Tante.

"I mean he's not dead….I would know if he were, I'd feel it." The figure leapt up from his position on the couch, "Which means I've got to find him."

…..Several months later, many many miles away….

"Kurt."

Blearily, Kurt recognised the voice, but chose to roll over and ignore it.

"Kurt!"

This time, the words accompanied by a shove, prompting Kurt to grab his duvet and pull it over his head.

"Kurt, wake up!"

This time, his tail was tugged gently, so Kurt rolled over a glared at his cousin. "Vhat?"

David Xavier-Lehnsherr was balanced on the edge of the bed, grinning down at him. "Come on get up!"

"Vhy?!"

"Does it matter? Come on!" David yanked the covers off Kurt.

The blue-skinned teen sat up and glared at the other, the glare turning to concern at the tired look in David's eyes. "Are you having another von of your headaches?"

"No! Well yes….but that's not important! We need to go!"

Kurt frowned, "Go?" he glanced out the window, and sighed at the pitch blackness outside, "You know ve can't go out at zis time! Your Vati would kill us….and even vorse, my Mutter would finish ze job!"

"But I heard the voice again!"

Kurt rolled his eyes again. Over the last year, his cousin would hear a frightened voice in his mind….only in certain places, and when they returned to the location, the voice was silent.

Uncle Charles had been concerned about this. David developed his powers very early on…well his first mutation anyway. Over the last few years, David had developed some other powers and with them, came headaches and out-bursts of stress and frustration.

The voice seemed too much like schizophrenia for Charles to be comfortable.

Whilst Kurt was musing, his cousin had made his way over to the bedroom window and hoisted it open. "Come on!"

"Vait, vait, vait!" ordered Kurt, "Who's on duty tonight?"

"Scott, why?"

Kurt groaned, "Ve'll never get past him!"

"Yeah we will…" David clambered onto the window-ledge and grinned over his shoulder at the other teen, "…we'll just leave this way."

Making his way over to the window, Kurt peeked over the edge. "Soooo…" he began, "….you'll need me to go vith you. Because as fair as I remember, you cannot fly."

"I can hover….for about half a second."

"Not gonna-David!"

Kurt yelped when his cousin leapt out of the window, teleporting instantly in order to catch David and then again in order to land on the ground. Once their feet were firmly on the ground, David patted Kurt on the back, "I knew you'd change your mind eventually!"

He set off walking, ignoring Kurt's silent strangling motions behind him. Eventually, after vowing to kill his cousin, Kurt ran after him. "So vhere exactly are ve going?"

David shrugged, "Not sure exactly, but I know it's near the boundaries of the school…" he turned to Kurt and held out a hand, pouting when Kurt simply crossed his arms, "….please Kurt! I'll be your best friend forever!"

"And zat's meant to convince me?" grumbled Kurt, however, he took a hold of David's hand and teleported them outside of the school gates, which were quite a distance away from the actual school itself.

"Now vhat?"

Slowly, David held his fingers to his head and closed his eyes, his brow furrowing in concentration. Several minutes passed before David suddenly shot to the left and ran in that direction, ignoring Kurt's protests behind him.

"David! David!"

But David didn't seem to hear him, running and running until he came to the edge of a hill….in fact, he stopped so suddenly, that Kurt almost ran into the back of him. "Vhat is it?"

Silently, David pointed to the bottom of the hill….when Kurt glanced down, he took a step back in shock. "Scheisse…" he hissed.

At the bottom, were three large lorries and several tents surrounding them. Crouched down near a camp fire was a familiar figure.

"Sabretooth." Whispered Kurt in fear, "Let's get out of here."

David shook his head, fingers pressed up against the side of his head. "No, no wait! I think I can do something about this…"

"Vhat if zhere are others?"

"They're asleep, I checked….three, two, one sleep!"

The pair waited for a couple of tense seconds, before Sabretooth fell onto his side….asleep. David turned to Kurt in success and grinned. "Come on! He'll be out for a while."

Before Kurt could protest, David began to scramble down the hill, practically rolling to the bottom before racing to one of the lorries. He glanced back up at his cousin and gestured for him to come down…which Kurt did reluctantly.

With a BAMF, he appeared by David's side and glared at him. "Vhat's ze plan now?"

David gently tapped the side of the lorry, "The voice is coming from in here, so obviously, we need to get in."

"Vhy can't ve just call the adults to deal vith zis?"

"Because this all might not be here in a couple of hours…and we're X-men. We can do this!"

"Technically, ve're X-men in training…not for much longer I fear."

"Stop worrying…come on, I think the entrance is this way."

The pair crept around the side of the vehicle, to see the back of the lorry partially open. Slowly, David pulled the door all the way open and clambered inside. "Okay…" he whispered, fear clear in his voice, "….this is definitely a Sinister lab."

Following his cousin inside, Kurt could see what he meant. Hospital equipment and test tubes full of different genetic samples could be seen through the see-through doors of refrigerators. Bloody scalpels were still in the travel sink, and even larger, nastier looking knives could be seen hanging up on hooks against the wall.

"Ve should go…" begged Kurt, "…I don't vant to become Sinister's next victim!"

David remained silent, and almost appeared as though he was going to agree…but instead, shook his head stubbornly. "No….if this person is one of Sinister's experiments, then there's no chance I'm letting him stay here."

"And vhat if zis is a trap?!"

"….Then we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

As the pair stood discussing their next step, a weak voice could be heard from deeper within the lorry lab. "Bonjour? Is anybody dere?"

David gestured for Kurt (who seemed surprised that the voice was real) to follow him, and the pair tiptoed further into the lorry, eventually coming to a cell at the end. Through the glass, they could see a young teen, about their age, lying in the corner. The young boy had auburn hair, with a bandage wrapped around his head, and was slender in build. But it was his eyes that caught their attention….completely black, with red irises…and they were staring straight out at the pair.

"Did Remy die?" whispered the teen, startling the other two teens out of their amazed silence.

Kurt and David glanced in each other in confusion, before David stepped closer to the glass. "Remy? Who's that? Is there someone else here?"

"Me…'M Remy."

Nodding in understanding, David knelt down by the glass, examining it for weakness or any other way in. "Well…" he began, smiling reassuringly at the captured teen, "…if we're what you're seeing when you die, then you have a lot to look forward too."

He glanced up and noticed an electronic lock, "I don't suppose you know the combination?" he asked Remy, but the teen shook his head weakly, looking rather confused at this turn of events.

"W-who are y' guys?" he slurred, pushing himself away from the far corner in an attempt to come closer.

"I'm David…" introduced David, still smiling as he scanned the lock, "….and this is my cousin Kurt. Don't be put off by his appearance, he's a fuzzy, kind-hearted elf really."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Danke. How did you get here Remy?"

The teen winced and glanced around his small cell, "Remy was taken over a year ago…dey-dey killed Remy's Papa and brother to get to Remy!" He buried his head in his hands, "Deir deaths were all Remy's fault…stopped wantin' to get away when Mister Sinister told Remy."

"And Sabretooth probably helped that view huh?" interrupted David.

"Sabretooth?"

David frowned, "Yeah the big feral out-Oh, you might know him as Victor? Or Creed?"

This time, Remy clearly flinched. "Yeah, he made his view…and desires known."

The teen flushed at this, turning away so that his two rescuers wouldn't see his shame….but found himself surprised when Kurt knelt in front of the glass. "Don't be ashamed….none of zis vas your fault okay? Sinister is a bastard…a sadist!"

"Yep…" agreed David, who was concentrating on the electronic lock, "…the man's insane. And Sabretooth is even worse…" He then threw his hands up into the air when the light on the lock flashed green, "Done!"

The glass door slid open and the two quickly made their way inside, and helped Remy to his feet. "Okay…" grinned David, "…let's get out of here before."

Suddenly, there was growl from outside the lorry…. A very familiar growl. At the entrance of the lorry lab, stood Sabretooth, who grinned at the trio. "Well, well, well…" he chuckled, "….it must be my birthday. Three for the price of one!"

"Kurt…" whispered David from out of the corner of his mouth, "….get us out of here."

"But I've never transported three peo-"

"Now!"

Sabretooth lunged just as Kurt teleported them all out of the lab, to the top of the hill. Without even being prompted, he continued to teleport them away until he was too exhausted. "I-I can't go any further…" he gasped, stumbling slightly as they walked forwards, "…how far is it to ze mansion?"

David, who tightened his grip on Remy as his cousin stumbled, narrowed his eyes and stared into the distance. "Not far…." There was a growl in the distance, "….but I suggest not lingering!"

The three teens attempted to pick up the pace, but Kurt and Remy couldn't keep up. However, they managed to continue until they reached the gates of the mansion, with David forcing them open so that they could enter. "Okay…" he whispered, setting Remy down against a tree, "….let's rest for a bit."

"But vhat about Scott?" asked Kurt.

"He won't come down here."

The three teens sat back against the trees, each trying to catch their breath as a howl echoed in the distance.

"I can't believe ve did zat…" muttered Kurt, "…vhat if Sabretooth had caught us?!"

"Would you stop worrying? We're fine…." David glanced at the mansion, "People will be getting up for Danger Room sessions soon, we should get back into the mansion."

"I can't teleport us any further!"

"Fine! We'll walk some more!"

Remy, who was still resting against the tree, frowned at the pair. "Are you two always like dis?"

"Like vhat?"

"Arguin' all de time?"

David and Kurt glanced at each other, before shrugging and nodding. David grinned, "If you think we're bad, you should hear my brother and sister."

Nodding in agreement, Kurt groaned. "Zose two are ze vorst. Zey mostly get on, but when zey argue, zey argue!"

"Yeah, Wanda nearly blew up the rec room once….and that was over who had control of the remote."

Remy seemed especially concerned at this, glancing between the pair as they helped him off the ground again. However, he remained silent, instead focusing on putting one foot in front of the other as they headed around the side of the mansion, where the personal rooms were.

After what seemed like hours, but was actually probably only half an hour, the small group found themselves under Kurt's bedroom window.

"Vhat now genius?" griped Kurt, smirking at his cousin, "I can't teleport up zere! I'm too vorn out."

David simply glared at the blue-skinned teen, staring at the window for a few minutes before letting out an "Aha!" of triumph. "Kurt, you can climb up there right? Using the ivy and drainpipes and stuff?"

Kurt scanned the outside of the building, before shrugging. "Probably…vhy?"

"If you climb up there, I can try and lift Remy up to you."

"Wait, wait, wait…." Interrupted Remy, "…dere is no way you can lift Remy up to de first window, let alone any higher ones!"

David seemed confused for a few seconds, before his eyes widened in realisation and he chuckled. "No, I have…." He wriggled his fingers, "….telekinesis. I can move things and people with my mind."

Nodding in agreement, Kurt gently removed Remy's arm from his shoulders and began to scale the wall of the mansion, "Yep telekinesis…..plus everything else."

"Everyt'ing else?"

David rolled his eyes as Kurt clambered into his room and pushed the window open to its full capacity. "One or two extra powers…ready Kurt?"

"Ja…let's see if you've been practicing."

"I'll show you practicing…" David grumbled as he gently set Remy and the ground and held his hands out in front of him, "…just stay still Remy. Don't struggle."

"Don't-WOAH!"

Remy yelped when he felt himself leave the ground, trying to remain still as he got closer and closer to Kurt in one of the upper windows. After a couple of minutes, Kurt managed to grab Remy by his ragged t-shirt and tug him inside.

"Okay…" Kurt called down to his cousin, "…now vhat?"

David glanced around for a few seconds, before staring up at his cousin and shrugging sheepishly. "Honestly? I didn't think this far ahead."

"….You idiot."

"Yeah, yeah…" David strode over to the drainpipe and tugged on it experimentally, "…I think I can climb this. Would you keep it steady up there?"

"Vhy don't you just stand on something and lift zat and you up here?"

David rolled his eyes, "It was sheer luck that I lifted Remy up there, the chances of doing it again are rare! No, I'll climb up as long as you hold it steady."

Remaining quiet (although preparing himself to hold back a laugh), Kurt clung onto the drainpipe and watched in concern as David gripped the pipe and hoisted himself up, tightening his knees around it and puling himself up….slowly.

"Surely you could just sneak in another vindow? Von lower down?"

David, from his position halfway up the pipe, glared at his cousin. "We can't all be gymnasts….some of us have to be slow in order to make you guys look good. Now be quiet, I'm concentrating."

It took several more minutes, but eventually Kurt was able to grab David's pyjama top and pull him inside. Leaning against the wall, Kurt and David began to chuckle in relief, with Remy simply staring at them in confusion.

"Alright…" sighed Kurt, "…now vhat? How are ve going to explain Remy being here?"

David grinned, "Simple. We'll just say that you and me were having an early morning jog, like Logan's been encouraging, and we found him by the gates. Then we helped him here and 'oh please Hank, can't you help him?'"

"Zat sounds perfect!"

"Oh yes…."

The three all froze at the voice from the corner of the room, with Kurt and David growing pale as a familiar figure wheeled himself forwards. Professor Charles Xavier rose an eyebrow at his son and nephew, "It does seem like the perfect plan."