Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters except SwitchBlade and her family. (So please ask when you want to use them!!) PLEASE do not sue me. I have no money. (Damn!) I wish I owned Gambit… I don't… please don't hurt me for using him too much…
CONTINUING...
When we reached the driveway of the mansion I could feel 'dite shift nervously in her seat. "Gambit I-I don't know… I could be a spy for the F.O.H for all you know." I got off de motorcycle and took her hand. "Chere, dey gonna like you. Dey good people ya know. We not out to destroy F.O.H kids. We not like dat 'k?" She nodded but I could see she wasn't believing me. "Look chere, they don't take you in, which they will, but if they don't, you comin' wit me. You be alright no matter what happens, wee?" She smiled and swung her leg off the motorcycle. "Alright. I don't know if they like me though." She looked up at the mansion. "Sure is a big place." I led her inside where Nightcrawler and Wolverine were sitting on de couch, watching a football game.
Wolverine growled and jumped up, letting out his claws and advancing toward 'dite. She stepped out from behind me and her switchblades emerged. She narrowed her eyes and then looked at me.
I stepped between them laughing. "Logan, you not too hospitable eh? This is D-" 'Dite interrupted me. "SwitchBlade. I'm SwitchBlade." She looked at me as if asking with her eyes if dis was all right and I nodded. "Well then, SwitchBlade, dis be Wolverine and Nightcrawler. Or Logan and Kurt if you goin' by first names."
Wolverine and 'dite slid in their weapons once again and at least 'dite smiled.
Nightcrawler bounced his way over and held out his hand. "Pleased to meet you SvitchBlade." She shook it saying, "Well, I'm very glad to know not everyone is here to kill me." She looked over at Logan laughter in her eyes. His mouth twisted and he broke into a grin and held out his hand.
"Sorry 'bout that. Never know what Gumbo here is going to bring in next." I groaned at de name and 'dite laughed. "That's a fitting name huh?"
Logan looked at me and raised his eyebrows at me as 'dite and Kurt settled down on the couch like dey were old friends. "D-SwitchBlade?" She looked up. "Yup?" I smiled reassuringly as she fidgeted, probably thinkin' she had done somethin' wrong. "I'm gonna go tell everyone I'm back, you jus gonna stay here with Kurt?" Nightcrawler gave her his biggest smile, which was almos' as cute as mine, and said, "Of course she vill. Ve vere just discussing how badly her team is going to lose." She snorted indignantly and started arguing with him.
Wolverine led me into the War Room and I used the intercom to call everyone but Kurt inta the room. When everyone was assembled I cleared my throat. "Professor, you probably already noticed but I managed to get only one kid. She special doh. She's 'fraid you gonna trow her out doh 'cause her daddy's in de F.O.H." There were many outraged cries at dis las' comment and Cyclops stood up. "Gambit how could you do this? She could be a spy for all we know!"
I narrowed my eyes angrily and snarled, "Dat's 'sactly what she said you'd say! Her own daddy tried ta shoot her! I saw it! It was no act Cyc!" Cyclops sat down as the Professor waved his hand at both of us. "Gambit, I admit, that was a surprise to learn she was the daughter of one of the F.O.H. But she is welcome here after we ask her a few questions." I sat down in my chair, satisfied wit dat answer. Cyclops opened his mouth to speak, but Wolverine was quicker. "This girl ain't one of the F.O.H Cyc! She's a Xmen. Someone we'd like to have on this team once we get to know her!" Jean, who was sitting on her husband's right side, put a hand on his shoulder. "Scott, it's only a little girl." I coughed and mumbled, "Ah, not really." Wolverine twisted his mouth as if he was about to smile but then covered it with his hand. "Sweet! How old? My age?" Jubilee said, excited.
"She's sixteen an' she don' need any shit from any of you 'bout who her daddy is!" I said glaring at Cyclops while I fingered a card in my pocket.
"Sixteen! Cool! Finally! A teenager just like me on the team!" Cyclops frowned. "Who said she was going to be on the team anyway? Just because she's sixteen doesn't mean she's not working for the F.O.H!"
I started to bring out a card but Rogue stopped me.
"Remy, he's right. She might be workin' fo' anyone. Is she even a mutant?" Wolverine chuckled. "She's a mutant all right." Bobby stared at Logan. "And what's that supposed to mean?" Wolverine smirked. "I mean that she would last a long time in the danger room."
Nightcrawler bamfed inta the room, leavin' all dat smoke and brimstone smell, and shrugged sheepishly. "She 'eard every word. Not my fault."
A knock came on the door. 'Dite's voice wavered through the metal. "Um… Gambit? I don't know where to put my stuff. Could you help me?" I glared at everyone in the war room and started toward the door, knowing full well dat chere didn' have any "stuff". She jus wanted to tell me dat she was goin' to leave if no one wanted her.
I opened the door and slipped outside so dat none could see SwitchBlade. That would drive 'em crazy. "Hey chere, dis exactly how it was when Remy came. I convince dem you see. " She shook her head. "They don't want me here like everyone else." "Non! Did you hear Jubilee? She exited to have a fren as old as her!" 'Dite managed a small smile. "Yeah, I'd like to meet her. But"- She hurried on, -" I don't want to make any trouble! You have enough Xmen. You don't need me." She looked at her hands sadly. She was sliding her blades in and out, like Logan did when he was angry or agitated.
I cupped her head in my hand and turned her head to face me. "Non, Non. We need you. I need you, you know chere." She blushed and ducked her head. "I mean it!" I said laughing. She started to laugh too and den she hugged me. That surprised me and I hesitated before hugging back.
"Now come on chere. I show you your new room eh?" And we left de others arguing and wondering in the War Room.
I was at home when I was with Gambit I soon discovered. Soon I knew my way around the mansion, which was huge. I hadn't seen any of the Xmen 'cause Gambit and I agreed that it was best to stay out of their way until they had decided on me staying or not. Personally, I didn't want to stay if none wanted me here. And it didn't look like anyone did. I had made fast friends with Kurt. He was nice. And even though Wolverine was mean at first, he could be nice too.
I had my own room next to Gambit's, which he let me decorate with things Jubilee had given him, to give to me. I wanted to meet her. I had never met a mutant my age. I wanted a friend. I was lonely even though Gambit came to my room all the time, so did Kurt and Logan. I just wanted some female companionship.
A few minutes ago I had gone out of my room to explore the parts of the mansion I had never been in. I was outside a place called the Danger Room, when I heard footsteps and the woman they called Jean talking to Logan. I ducked into the Danger Room and held my breath as they went by.
After they were hopefully gone, I turned to take in my surroundings. I seemed to be in a huge room, with glass or some other kind of thing around it. There was a control panel and I walked over to it.
It looked like a keyboard. I tapped the keys. A light came on in the screen above the keyboard and a voice that was robotic came out of the speakers.
"Please type in your location and opponent in the danger room."
*Okay… * A location? Hmm. The park. I quickly typed that in then thought of an opponent. I typed that in as well and stepped inside the chamber. I pushed a switch to danger mode, hoping that wasn't too hard. The door slid shut behind me and the area around me seemed to meld into a scene of the park. I looked around warily, wondering what would happen. "You're no daughter of mine." I spun around.
My father was standing there, a gun in his hands, surrounded by at least ten F.O.H members.
I took a deep breath and launched myself at them. I slashed one, kicked another. I would be ready if this ever happened for real. I felt a man's fist connect with the back of my head and I spun around. It was my father.
"I can't fight you even if you're not real." I whispered cringing away from him. Memories of him beating me, not me, but the girl I was in the future. His dominance over the whole family.
"You couldn't fight me anyway you little freak. You're no daughter of mine. I'm gonna beat you down like I should've when you were born!"
I was aware of someone stepping quietly into the room. I looked toward what I thought was the wall, but all I could see was the park. "C'mon you mutant." My father shot at me again and again with his gun. "You and your mother. You're brothers the only one I can count on in the family! I'll beat your mother again and again if you don't come home! Give yourself up you freak!" I trembled, not wanting to hit my own father.
"Freak!" He took a step toward me.
"I'll kill you!" Another.
I'll kill your mother!" I tensed.
"I should've killed you that morning you wouldn't tell me where the Xmen lived. I'll kill all of them! I'm gonna kill Remy first. Slow and painful…"
I screamed and flung myself at him. I did a spin in midair that I'm sure I couldn't do normally and lashed out with my foot, which connected with his jaw. I heard a crack and he collapsed as I landed and thrust my fist into his navel and pulled upward, slashing his stomach.
He gasped and coughed up blood. I knelt down next to him whispering, "I'm sorry daddy…Oh I'm sorry", and I embraced him, blood staining my shirt. He raised the gun weakly to my head and started to pull the trigger.
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Bandit: Hahaha!!! What will happen to her?! Will she die…?
Bandit's inner VOICE: No. Duh. This story goes on for a long time. So of course no-
Bandit: SHUTUP!!!
VOICE: You can't make me!!
Bandit: I could kill myself!!
VOICE: But then nobody would win and you couldn't post anymore stories…
Bandit: True…Too True. I could have a lobotomy. Have you removed.
VOICE: That's impossible.
Bandit: then shutup!!!
CONTINUING...
When we reached the driveway of the mansion I could feel 'dite shift nervously in her seat. "Gambit I-I don't know… I could be a spy for the F.O.H for all you know." I got off de motorcycle and took her hand. "Chere, dey gonna like you. Dey good people ya know. We not out to destroy F.O.H kids. We not like dat 'k?" She nodded but I could see she wasn't believing me. "Look chere, they don't take you in, which they will, but if they don't, you comin' wit me. You be alright no matter what happens, wee?" She smiled and swung her leg off the motorcycle. "Alright. I don't know if they like me though." She looked up at the mansion. "Sure is a big place." I led her inside where Nightcrawler and Wolverine were sitting on de couch, watching a football game.
Wolverine growled and jumped up, letting out his claws and advancing toward 'dite. She stepped out from behind me and her switchblades emerged. She narrowed her eyes and then looked at me.
I stepped between them laughing. "Logan, you not too hospitable eh? This is D-" 'Dite interrupted me. "SwitchBlade. I'm SwitchBlade." She looked at me as if asking with her eyes if dis was all right and I nodded. "Well then, SwitchBlade, dis be Wolverine and Nightcrawler. Or Logan and Kurt if you goin' by first names."
Wolverine and 'dite slid in their weapons once again and at least 'dite smiled.
Nightcrawler bounced his way over and held out his hand. "Pleased to meet you SvitchBlade." She shook it saying, "Well, I'm very glad to know not everyone is here to kill me." She looked over at Logan laughter in her eyes. His mouth twisted and he broke into a grin and held out his hand.
"Sorry 'bout that. Never know what Gumbo here is going to bring in next." I groaned at de name and 'dite laughed. "That's a fitting name huh?"
Logan looked at me and raised his eyebrows at me as 'dite and Kurt settled down on the couch like dey were old friends. "D-SwitchBlade?" She looked up. "Yup?" I smiled reassuringly as she fidgeted, probably thinkin' she had done somethin' wrong. "I'm gonna go tell everyone I'm back, you jus gonna stay here with Kurt?" Nightcrawler gave her his biggest smile, which was almos' as cute as mine, and said, "Of course she vill. Ve vere just discussing how badly her team is going to lose." She snorted indignantly and started arguing with him.
Wolverine led me into the War Room and I used the intercom to call everyone but Kurt inta the room. When everyone was assembled I cleared my throat. "Professor, you probably already noticed but I managed to get only one kid. She special doh. She's 'fraid you gonna trow her out doh 'cause her daddy's in de F.O.H." There were many outraged cries at dis las' comment and Cyclops stood up. "Gambit how could you do this? She could be a spy for all we know!"
I narrowed my eyes angrily and snarled, "Dat's 'sactly what she said you'd say! Her own daddy tried ta shoot her! I saw it! It was no act Cyc!" Cyclops sat down as the Professor waved his hand at both of us. "Gambit, I admit, that was a surprise to learn she was the daughter of one of the F.O.H. But she is welcome here after we ask her a few questions." I sat down in my chair, satisfied wit dat answer. Cyclops opened his mouth to speak, but Wolverine was quicker. "This girl ain't one of the F.O.H Cyc! She's a Xmen. Someone we'd like to have on this team once we get to know her!" Jean, who was sitting on her husband's right side, put a hand on his shoulder. "Scott, it's only a little girl." I coughed and mumbled, "Ah, not really." Wolverine twisted his mouth as if he was about to smile but then covered it with his hand. "Sweet! How old? My age?" Jubilee said, excited.
"She's sixteen an' she don' need any shit from any of you 'bout who her daddy is!" I said glaring at Cyclops while I fingered a card in my pocket.
"Sixteen! Cool! Finally! A teenager just like me on the team!" Cyclops frowned. "Who said she was going to be on the team anyway? Just because she's sixteen doesn't mean she's not working for the F.O.H!"
I started to bring out a card but Rogue stopped me.
"Remy, he's right. She might be workin' fo' anyone. Is she even a mutant?" Wolverine chuckled. "She's a mutant all right." Bobby stared at Logan. "And what's that supposed to mean?" Wolverine smirked. "I mean that she would last a long time in the danger room."
Nightcrawler bamfed inta the room, leavin' all dat smoke and brimstone smell, and shrugged sheepishly. "She 'eard every word. Not my fault."
A knock came on the door. 'Dite's voice wavered through the metal. "Um… Gambit? I don't know where to put my stuff. Could you help me?" I glared at everyone in the war room and started toward the door, knowing full well dat chere didn' have any "stuff". She jus wanted to tell me dat she was goin' to leave if no one wanted her.
I opened the door and slipped outside so dat none could see SwitchBlade. That would drive 'em crazy. "Hey chere, dis exactly how it was when Remy came. I convince dem you see. " She shook her head. "They don't want me here like everyone else." "Non! Did you hear Jubilee? She exited to have a fren as old as her!" 'Dite managed a small smile. "Yeah, I'd like to meet her. But"- She hurried on, -" I don't want to make any trouble! You have enough Xmen. You don't need me." She looked at her hands sadly. She was sliding her blades in and out, like Logan did when he was angry or agitated.
I cupped her head in my hand and turned her head to face me. "Non, Non. We need you. I need you, you know chere." She blushed and ducked her head. "I mean it!" I said laughing. She started to laugh too and den she hugged me. That surprised me and I hesitated before hugging back.
"Now come on chere. I show you your new room eh?" And we left de others arguing and wondering in the War Room.
I was at home when I was with Gambit I soon discovered. Soon I knew my way around the mansion, which was huge. I hadn't seen any of the Xmen 'cause Gambit and I agreed that it was best to stay out of their way until they had decided on me staying or not. Personally, I didn't want to stay if none wanted me here. And it didn't look like anyone did. I had made fast friends with Kurt. He was nice. And even though Wolverine was mean at first, he could be nice too.
I had my own room next to Gambit's, which he let me decorate with things Jubilee had given him, to give to me. I wanted to meet her. I had never met a mutant my age. I wanted a friend. I was lonely even though Gambit came to my room all the time, so did Kurt and Logan. I just wanted some female companionship.
A few minutes ago I had gone out of my room to explore the parts of the mansion I had never been in. I was outside a place called the Danger Room, when I heard footsteps and the woman they called Jean talking to Logan. I ducked into the Danger Room and held my breath as they went by.
After they were hopefully gone, I turned to take in my surroundings. I seemed to be in a huge room, with glass or some other kind of thing around it. There was a control panel and I walked over to it.
It looked like a keyboard. I tapped the keys. A light came on in the screen above the keyboard and a voice that was robotic came out of the speakers.
"Please type in your location and opponent in the danger room."
*Okay… * A location? Hmm. The park. I quickly typed that in then thought of an opponent. I typed that in as well and stepped inside the chamber. I pushed a switch to danger mode, hoping that wasn't too hard. The door slid shut behind me and the area around me seemed to meld into a scene of the park. I looked around warily, wondering what would happen. "You're no daughter of mine." I spun around.
My father was standing there, a gun in his hands, surrounded by at least ten F.O.H members.
I took a deep breath and launched myself at them. I slashed one, kicked another. I would be ready if this ever happened for real. I felt a man's fist connect with the back of my head and I spun around. It was my father.
"I can't fight you even if you're not real." I whispered cringing away from him. Memories of him beating me, not me, but the girl I was in the future. His dominance over the whole family.
"You couldn't fight me anyway you little freak. You're no daughter of mine. I'm gonna beat you down like I should've when you were born!"
I was aware of someone stepping quietly into the room. I looked toward what I thought was the wall, but all I could see was the park. "C'mon you mutant." My father shot at me again and again with his gun. "You and your mother. You're brothers the only one I can count on in the family! I'll beat your mother again and again if you don't come home! Give yourself up you freak!" I trembled, not wanting to hit my own father.
"Freak!" He took a step toward me.
"I'll kill you!" Another.
I'll kill your mother!" I tensed.
"I should've killed you that morning you wouldn't tell me where the Xmen lived. I'll kill all of them! I'm gonna kill Remy first. Slow and painful…"
I screamed and flung myself at him. I did a spin in midair that I'm sure I couldn't do normally and lashed out with my foot, which connected with his jaw. I heard a crack and he collapsed as I landed and thrust my fist into his navel and pulled upward, slashing his stomach.
He gasped and coughed up blood. I knelt down next to him whispering, "I'm sorry daddy…Oh I'm sorry", and I embraced him, blood staining my shirt. He raised the gun weakly to my head and started to pull the trigger.
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Bandit: Hahaha!!! What will happen to her?! Will she die…?
Bandit's inner VOICE: No. Duh. This story goes on for a long time. So of course no-
Bandit: SHUTUP!!!
VOICE: You can't make me!!
Bandit: I could kill myself!!
VOICE: But then nobody would win and you couldn't post anymore stories…
Bandit: True…Too True. I could have a lobotomy. Have you removed.
VOICE: That's impossible.
Bandit: then shutup!!!