Hi I'm Hailie, and this is my second attempt at fanfiction. I am a huge
Gambit fan, so any fanfiction I write will probably we centered around him.
Hope you like it please R&R, but don't be too harsh. Oh and I know where
I'm going with this story, but if people aren't interested then I'm not
going to continue, so let me know. thanx
Disclaimer: Gambit, Wolverine and the other X-Men are owned by Marvel. The other characters that you have not heard of are my own, so please don't use them without my permission.
Now on to the story:
"Hello Xavier's," Wolverine answered the phone.
"I need to talk to..Rems.." the voice on the other end of the line said nervously.
"Who is this?"
"I have to talk to him please! It's important, I was told I could find him there." The voice answered desperately.
"Well he ain't here, so ya wanna tell me what this is about?" Wolverine growled.
"..not there? What do you mean he's not there....he was our only hope! Now oh my god what am I going to do?...he's going to get us." The women rambled.
"wait a second lady, what's goin on? Why do ya need Gumbo so damn much?"
"He's the only one who can help us!" she blurted out as if it was common sense.
"Help who? You still haven't told me nothing!" Wolverine said impatiently.
"I'm Clarista" she said, then added "not that that helps I bet." Before Wolverine could respond.
"No it doesn't," Logan simply stated, then he asked, "who are you running from?"
"he's after us again, Rems said to call him at this number if we were ever in trouble."
"Aunt Issa, can I wanna talk to him please?" Logan heard a small voice ask in the background.
"Can you help us please?" Issa asked desperately. "It's not Rems," Logan then heard, and guessed it must have been directed at whoever asked to talk to him.
"Where are ya?" Logan asked.
"Quebec," she simply stated.
"wanna narrow it down a little more?" Logan asked irritated.
"Were at a.. oh my god! I gotta go!" Issa said before Logan heard a very familiar voice....
Disclaimer: Gambit, Wolverine and the other X-Men are owned by Marvel. The other characters that you have not heard of are my own, so please don't use them without my permission.
Now on to the story:
"Hello Xavier's," Wolverine answered the phone.
"I need to talk to..Rems.." the voice on the other end of the line said nervously.
"Who is this?"
"I have to talk to him please! It's important, I was told I could find him there." The voice answered desperately.
"Well he ain't here, so ya wanna tell me what this is about?" Wolverine growled.
"..not there? What do you mean he's not there....he was our only hope! Now oh my god what am I going to do?...he's going to get us." The women rambled.
"wait a second lady, what's goin on? Why do ya need Gumbo so damn much?"
"He's the only one who can help us!" she blurted out as if it was common sense.
"Help who? You still haven't told me nothing!" Wolverine said impatiently.
"I'm Clarista" she said, then added "not that that helps I bet." Before Wolverine could respond.
"No it doesn't," Logan simply stated, then he asked, "who are you running from?"
"he's after us again, Rems said to call him at this number if we were ever in trouble."
"Aunt Issa, can I wanna talk to him please?" Logan heard a small voice ask in the background.
"Can you help us please?" Issa asked desperately. "It's not Rems," Logan then heard, and guessed it must have been directed at whoever asked to talk to him.
"Where are ya?" Logan asked.
"Quebec," she simply stated.
"wanna narrow it down a little more?" Logan asked irritated.
"Were at a.. oh my god! I gotta go!" Issa said before Logan heard a very familiar voice....