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"C'mon petite, wake up." I felt Remy shaking
me. I opened my eyes groggily. "We're there."
I
stretched my arms and stood up. Looking out the window, I could see that it was
snowing lightly, but a large mansion could be depicted through the snow.
I
took Ororo's hand and she helped me down she platform out into the cold. She
and Remy led me up the stairs of the grand manor, and inside.
Inside
was dryer and defiantly warmer. Remy went back out to the jet and Ororo guided
me through many hallways until we reached two large oak doors. Ororo pulled one
open and beckoned me to step through. I did and then she stepped in behind me.
There was a man sitting at a desk in the back of the room. When Ororo and I
entered he looked up from whatever he'd been doing.
"Ah,
hello Helen." He said. There was a mechanical sound, and I saw he was in a
mechanical wheel chair. "I trust your flight here was pleasant."
"Uh
yeah." I said nervously. "It was fine."
"You're
wondering where you are exactly?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "Well
you're at my school for the gifted. You have the power to slide through any
crack I understand."
"How'd
you know?"
"Remy
informed me." he paused. "You also have power to inject poison into anyone you
touch."
"What?"
I exclaimed.
"It
will come soon." He said with a kind smile. "How did you come to know Gambit?"
I
explained everything about being thrown out of my house and meeting Remy on the
streets, and him taking me to the guild.
"Legally
and sorta illegally," I finished. "I'm his kid."
"How
so?" It seemed Remy had not mentioned this to Professor Xavier.
"Well,
it's legal because he signed all 'de papers. It's illegal for quite a few
reasons. He used a fake name, and a lot of other fake t'ings to adopt me, and
also my parents never put me up for adoption, but 'de agency didn't know 'dat."
I explained.
"he
managed to do that?" asked Ororo.
I
nodded. "Like Ah said, it's not exactly legal, but it was a pretty good cover
to have."
The
professor nodded. "Did your real parents know about this?"
"No,"
I said. "only one of 'd maids knew. Ah told her one day when she bought me
food. My parents didn't know anything about me after 'dey kicked me out. Ah
don't even t'ink 'dey know 'dat Ah came up to New York, much less came here.
'Dey probably 'bout disowned me by now."
My
Cajun accent was getting thicker, as it did when ever I started on my parents.
"When
did they throw you out?" Ororo seemed interested, so I continued.
"Ah
was eleven. A maid had locked me in my room for breakin' a flower vase, but Ah
hadn't broken it. So Ah was bangin' on 'de door, my hand hit a crack in 'de
door, and it went through. 'Den Ah just pushed 'de rest of myself through. When
'de maid found me outside 'de door she told my parents, and Ah told 'dem what
Ah'd done. 'Dey figured Ah was a mutant, and 'den 'dey kicked me out."
I
stopped as Remy walked in. He was wearing a grim smile and muttering to
himself. Neither Xavier or Ororo seemed to notice.
"Gambit,"
asked Xavier. "Can you take Helen to her room?"
Remy
nodded and walked out of the office and into the hall. I picked up my back pack
and followed him. He was waiting out side the door throwing a pack of cards up
and down.
"C'mon."
he said, and stared to walk.
"where'd
ya go?" I demanded. "Ah know ya didn't just go up north. Ya went some place
else."
"what
makes ya t'ink 'dat?" he asked casually.
"Ya
lied ta' me in 'de city. Ah want 'de truth here." I said.
He
was grinning at my suspicion, like it was the funniest think in the world. That
grin also let me know that I was right.
"Maybe
one day, Ah'll tell ya. But you're right. Ah didn't just come up North."
"why
can't Ah know now?"
He
just shrugged, and kept tossing his cards. I had to take long strides to keep
up with him. As we turned a corner I nearly collided with another girl.
"Sorry."
I said, brushing myself off. The girl was glaring daggers at me. she looked at
me and then at Remy. She frowned then took off down the hall.
"Rouge."
Remy turned and stared at her retreating back.
She
didn't respond, but just kept going.
"Who
was 'dat?" I asked.
"Rouge."
He smacked his forehead. "My girlfriend…Ah hope."
"Finally
took one girl?" I teased.
He
scowled. "Ah've had one girl before Hal."
I
smiled. "Bella Donna asked after ya for awhile after you'd left town. Ya still
like her?"
"Ya
never did tell me how ya were livin' after Ah left." he evaded my question, and
changed the subject.
"Yes
Ah did. Ah told you, Ah lived in 'de old Bomb shelter in 'de park. A servant
gave me food sometimes."
"and
what'd you tell 'de professor 'bout our relation ship?" he asked.
"Ah
told him 'dat Ah'm practically you're daughter if 'dat's what ya mean." I
paused. "Ah've answered everything for ya, why won't ya answer anyt'ing for
me?"
"Because
it's not somet'ing Gambit likes to talk about." He said, reverting to his third
person speech. I sighed and looked up at my old friend. He was hiding
something, something very important.
We
came to a wooden door. Remy opened it and led me in.
"You'll
be stayin' here." He said. "If 'dere's anyt'ing you need, let Gambit know."
then he left.
I
truly hated it when he did that. He'd be grinning and happy one minute, and
then the next he'd be sullen and taken in, and it would take a miracle to get
him to say a word to you. And that's not to say that the third person thing
wasn't annoying either, but I was used to that.
I
closed the door and looked around my new room. it looked a lot like the room
I'd had at my parents house, minus the pink frills all over the place.
Seeing
the bed in the corner of the room made me think about how tired I actually was.
But I wanted to look around the mansion some more, and see what else and who
else were here. Something told me that Ororo, Remy, Rouge, the professor, and I
were not the only ones here.
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A/n- there's a box down
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