Disclaimer: I know, I know don't own any of it! ;.;
Notes: Even though I don't have a life, I don't have the means to work on my beloved story. But it'll
come, slowly but surely. Thanks for your patience and reviews! Minora Plains: I haven't a clue if they
actually exist or not, but I couldn't think of a place that fit this fic, so there it is!
Chapter 6
Gambit had gotten back late that night. After he woke up, the place was covered in cops, which he
had to deal with before he could hop on the Harley and ride at full speed towards the mansion. He had
a few bumps and bruises from the playtime with Sabertooth. But nothing bad. It was his fault that she was
gone, and he was the one who had to get her back. Eyes with depths older than the body they belonged too,
actually feared walking into the mansion, to tell them the one girl that worried them all had been kidnapped.
Parking his bike on the front lawn, he had plenty of time to think out what he was going to say. He had
rehearsed it about a dozen times by the time he pulled up into the lush grass, something else they would get to
yell at him for.
Before he could think to turn back, an image of Rogue's face flashed in his mind, and he thrust open the
door, taking a few long steps in.
Either they already knew what happened, or they were just all gathered for a social gathering. Eyes traveled
over the living area of the mansion. Professor Xavier was in his chair in the middle of the room, Storm a chair's arm
by him, Jean Grey and Cyclops together huddled on the couch, and the mutant that he could only name as Wolverine stand-
ing by them, hands crossed over his chest. Eyes lingered on Jean, but more to annoy Scott than anything.
As soon as the door clicked shut, all eyes were on him, and everything he had rehearsed went down the drain.
Most of the expressions were sympathetic, so they must know. But Wolverine looked at him with hate and contempt.
"So this is the kid that gave Rogue to 'bad guys'?" Cigar rolling around between his lips as he spoke.
Gambit could feel anger welling up inside of him. "Watch who you're callin' da kid, homme." One step was taken
towards Wolverine, and red eyes glowed behind dark glasses.
"Logan, Remy. This is not the time. I realize that you two have not been properly introduced. Logan, this is Rogue's
..." It seemed for a moment that the Pro. floundered with what to label their relationship, and for this Remy smiled at Logan's
scowl. "...male friend. Remy, this is Logan. I'm sure you've heard about him."
Watching the two with keen eyes as Remy walked up to Logan and put out his hand. Better to make it look like
Logan's the ass, than he is. Logan just stared at his hand, and Remy smiled. "It be alright if you jealous, homme." Remy
winked and Logan growled under his breath.
Ororo stood up, clearing her throat and getting the attention of the two males in the pissing contest. "I believe
we should discuss the problem at hand." And it all came flooding back for Remy.
Pro. pushed a button on his chair, and the TV came to life. Showing fuzz for a moment, then Mystique's face, a smile
on her lips. "As you well know, our leader, Magneto is currently in a situation in which you...X-men, have put him in...and
will help him out of." Then the 'camera' flashed, and there was Sabertooth, looming over Rogue in the small cage.
This extracted a growl from Remy. "What dat..." A card flashed in his hand, and lite up.
The 'camera' on Mystique again, you could hear Sabertooth growl, and the pretty little southern belle scream
in pain. "I see you get the picture. No tricks. You have seventy-two hours to get Magneto out of the jail, then I will
call you again." Another cry for emphisis, and the screen went blank. Throughout the whole display, there were frequent
'interferenences'. Snow, and sometimes Mystique's voice would break up. Not good reception.
Unknown to Remy, the card glowed brighter and brigher, before Jean pointed to it. "Remy!" Remy looked down, and threw
the card towards Wolverine, in an instant, the card was shred into a million pieces by admantium claws. One of Wolverine's
famous 'looks' was given towards the 'kid'.
"We didn't know to trace the call until it was too late to really get a fix on the location. We know they aren't in New
York. And by the frequent interferences in the connection, I'd say that they are someplace desolate and with few people. That
places us with two problems. We would have enough time to break Magneto out, and get him here. Or we have time to try and find
Rogue herself. I suggest we divide into two groups. Ororo, Scott, and Jean will deal with Magneto. Logan, you and Remy try and
find Rogue."
Remy scowled and a soft scoff came from his lips. "Work wit him? He'd get me killed, mon ami." Lips formed into a smile
and his face turned towards a growling Logan.
Xavier wasn't having any of it. He glared at them both, actually glared. "Either you settle your petty differences, or
we'll lose Rogue."
Apparently that's all he had to say, because both Logan and Remy seem to straighten up, however just like little
kids who are punished, and they don't like it, they glare at each other.
Xavier was put off by this kidnapping, second one to this poor girl. He hasn't lost a student yet and he doesn't intend
to start loosing them now. He fully trusted his team of X-men, however these such arguments were what he was trying to show them
got people killed. Bringing his chair around to face the room, he looked each person in the eyes. "Ororo, Jean, Scott...get in
the Blackbird, and get to the county jail where Magneto is held." His little chair swivels a bit and he looks at Remy and
Logan. "Remy, you and Logan take the motorcylces, and go towards the Minora Plains. It's a desolate place just north of where
you took Rogue." He was looking specifically at Remy.
So it seems the good Professor had probed Remy's mind. It wasn't a new thing, despite his vow of respecting his students
privacy. Desperate times called for desperate measures.
"Oui."
"Right...common, kid." Logan gruffly turned towards the door to the living room, and walked out without another word. He
knew where the place was, and he knew what he had to do. Kid or not.
Remy on the other hand, walked back out the way he came. To get his Harley that he left very unceremoniously on the front
lawn. Soon, the others heard two motorcylces ride off in the distance.
Xavier turns towards the others, expression grave. "Our time is running out, if Logan and Remy can't get to Rogue in time
we may very well have to release Magneto, for I fear that our captors of Rogue are all too serious. Especially when being
led by Erick."
They all seemed to nod in unision, already dressed for battle, as soon as they got the transmission from Mystique, all they
had to do was get into the jet. A light rumbling was heard throughout the grounds, as a secret panel opened up, letting out the
sleek, black flier.
***
Alright, I know this has taken waaaay too long, but my interest in the movie-verse has dwindled to where I can barely keep this
going. I don't know where I'm going with this or anything, so feel free to give any ideas that you may have, and I might just use
'em. As always, thanks for all the reviews, and hopefully my next fic won't be near so dragged out and boring.
Notes: Even though I don't have a life, I don't have the means to work on my beloved story. But it'll
come, slowly but surely. Thanks for your patience and reviews! Minora Plains: I haven't a clue if they
actually exist or not, but I couldn't think of a place that fit this fic, so there it is!
Chapter 6
Gambit had gotten back late that night. After he woke up, the place was covered in cops, which he
had to deal with before he could hop on the Harley and ride at full speed towards the mansion. He had
a few bumps and bruises from the playtime with Sabertooth. But nothing bad. It was his fault that she was
gone, and he was the one who had to get her back. Eyes with depths older than the body they belonged too,
actually feared walking into the mansion, to tell them the one girl that worried them all had been kidnapped.
Parking his bike on the front lawn, he had plenty of time to think out what he was going to say. He had
rehearsed it about a dozen times by the time he pulled up into the lush grass, something else they would get to
yell at him for.
Before he could think to turn back, an image of Rogue's face flashed in his mind, and he thrust open the
door, taking a few long steps in.
Either they already knew what happened, or they were just all gathered for a social gathering. Eyes traveled
over the living area of the mansion. Professor Xavier was in his chair in the middle of the room, Storm a chair's arm
by him, Jean Grey and Cyclops together huddled on the couch, and the mutant that he could only name as Wolverine stand-
ing by them, hands crossed over his chest. Eyes lingered on Jean, but more to annoy Scott than anything.
As soon as the door clicked shut, all eyes were on him, and everything he had rehearsed went down the drain.
Most of the expressions were sympathetic, so they must know. But Wolverine looked at him with hate and contempt.
"So this is the kid that gave Rogue to 'bad guys'?" Cigar rolling around between his lips as he spoke.
Gambit could feel anger welling up inside of him. "Watch who you're callin' da kid, homme." One step was taken
towards Wolverine, and red eyes glowed behind dark glasses.
"Logan, Remy. This is not the time. I realize that you two have not been properly introduced. Logan, this is Rogue's
..." It seemed for a moment that the Pro. floundered with what to label their relationship, and for this Remy smiled at Logan's
scowl. "...male friend. Remy, this is Logan. I'm sure you've heard about him."
Watching the two with keen eyes as Remy walked up to Logan and put out his hand. Better to make it look like
Logan's the ass, than he is. Logan just stared at his hand, and Remy smiled. "It be alright if you jealous, homme." Remy
winked and Logan growled under his breath.
Ororo stood up, clearing her throat and getting the attention of the two males in the pissing contest. "I believe
we should discuss the problem at hand." And it all came flooding back for Remy.
Pro. pushed a button on his chair, and the TV came to life. Showing fuzz for a moment, then Mystique's face, a smile
on her lips. "As you well know, our leader, Magneto is currently in a situation in which you...X-men, have put him in...and
will help him out of." Then the 'camera' flashed, and there was Sabertooth, looming over Rogue in the small cage.
This extracted a growl from Remy. "What dat..." A card flashed in his hand, and lite up.
The 'camera' on Mystique again, you could hear Sabertooth growl, and the pretty little southern belle scream
in pain. "I see you get the picture. No tricks. You have seventy-two hours to get Magneto out of the jail, then I will
call you again." Another cry for emphisis, and the screen went blank. Throughout the whole display, there were frequent
'interferenences'. Snow, and sometimes Mystique's voice would break up. Not good reception.
Unknown to Remy, the card glowed brighter and brigher, before Jean pointed to it. "Remy!" Remy looked down, and threw
the card towards Wolverine, in an instant, the card was shred into a million pieces by admantium claws. One of Wolverine's
famous 'looks' was given towards the 'kid'.
"We didn't know to trace the call until it was too late to really get a fix on the location. We know they aren't in New
York. And by the frequent interferences in the connection, I'd say that they are someplace desolate and with few people. That
places us with two problems. We would have enough time to break Magneto out, and get him here. Or we have time to try and find
Rogue herself. I suggest we divide into two groups. Ororo, Scott, and Jean will deal with Magneto. Logan, you and Remy try and
find Rogue."
Remy scowled and a soft scoff came from his lips. "Work wit him? He'd get me killed, mon ami." Lips formed into a smile
and his face turned towards a growling Logan.
Xavier wasn't having any of it. He glared at them both, actually glared. "Either you settle your petty differences, or
we'll lose Rogue."
Apparently that's all he had to say, because both Logan and Remy seem to straighten up, however just like little
kids who are punished, and they don't like it, they glare at each other.
Xavier was put off by this kidnapping, second one to this poor girl. He hasn't lost a student yet and he doesn't intend
to start loosing them now. He fully trusted his team of X-men, however these such arguments were what he was trying to show them
got people killed. Bringing his chair around to face the room, he looked each person in the eyes. "Ororo, Jean, Scott...get in
the Blackbird, and get to the county jail where Magneto is held." His little chair swivels a bit and he looks at Remy and
Logan. "Remy, you and Logan take the motorcylces, and go towards the Minora Plains. It's a desolate place just north of where
you took Rogue." He was looking specifically at Remy.
So it seems the good Professor had probed Remy's mind. It wasn't a new thing, despite his vow of respecting his students
privacy. Desperate times called for desperate measures.
"Oui."
"Right...common, kid." Logan gruffly turned towards the door to the living room, and walked out without another word. He
knew where the place was, and he knew what he had to do. Kid or not.
Remy on the other hand, walked back out the way he came. To get his Harley that he left very unceremoniously on the front
lawn. Soon, the others heard two motorcylces ride off in the distance.
Xavier turns towards the others, expression grave. "Our time is running out, if Logan and Remy can't get to Rogue in time
we may very well have to release Magneto, for I fear that our captors of Rogue are all too serious. Especially when being
led by Erick."
They all seemed to nod in unision, already dressed for battle, as soon as they got the transmission from Mystique, all they
had to do was get into the jet. A light rumbling was heard throughout the grounds, as a secret panel opened up, letting out the
sleek, black flier.
***
Alright, I know this has taken waaaay too long, but my interest in the movie-verse has dwindled to where I can barely keep this
going. I don't know where I'm going with this or anything, so feel free to give any ideas that you may have, and I might just use
'em. As always, thanks for all the reviews, and hopefully my next fic won't be near so dragged out and boring.