Guild Life

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Part 6

Lapin and Pierre sat in the back of the Blackbird, quietly dripping.

Remy, also soaked to the skin, followed Logan toward the cockpit. A slight girl with curly brown hair, who Remy didn't recognize whispered, "You're in more trouble than I am," as he walked past her.

"Shut up Kitty," Logan snarled turning to scowl at all three of the boys. "Goddamnit Remy, you're smarter than this. I ain't even gonna ask what you were thinking, cause I'm pretty damn sure that the problem was you weren't."

" 'M sorry," Remy said staring at the floor near Logan's feet.

"Sit down, we'll talk later," Logan said, rejoining Scott in the jet's cockpit.

Remy slumped in a seat.

"Hi, I'm Kitty Pryde," the brown haired girl said, extending a hand in Remy's direction. "So you're an X-Man too. Well I guess I can't say that, I'm getting expelled. I wonder what they're going to do to you. I mean I just snuck on to the Blackbird after the Professor promised my mom I wouldn't go on missions and I did save the day. You stole a fighter jet, made Logan shoot at the US government and nearly got killed. You know, being me suddenly doesn't seem so bad."

"Please shut up chere," Remy said despondently.

The flight remained silent until the Blackbird touched down behind Jean-Luc's house.

"Stay in the plane Kitty," Logan growled, roughly directing the three boys toward the exit. "Cyclops called ahead. Your parents are waiting for you," he told Lapin and Pierre.

Remy watched them leave the Blackbird. "Logan, I..."

Wolverine grabbed the boy by the lapels of his coat, spun him around and slammed him into the wall of the jet. "If we'd been a minute later or if Scott hadn't recognized yer piloting ya'd be dead!" Logan shouted. "And for what? Some damn fool prank that ya couldn't have pulled off without the training ya got from us."

"I... Logan... 'M sorry," Remy stammered.

Logan's claws buried themselves in the wall by Remy's head. "Not good enough for this Remy," he said then turned and walked away.

Swallowing nervously Remy crept into the cockpit. Scott still sat in the pilot's chair, white knuckled hands clenched on the steering yoke. "Right now I wish I'd never met you," Scott said softly, not turning to look at Remy.

Remy bit his lip, then forced his mental shields to drop. A nauseating mix of fear and fury washed over his unprotected mind. Remy ran off the plane and collapsed in the grass, his stomach heaving.

"Remy!" Jean-Luc exclaimed, rushing to the boy's side. "What's wrong? Yo' hurt?"

From the Blackbird Logan watched worriedly but seeing that Jean- Luc was taking care of things he turned back and shut the door.

"Non," Remy said, after a few moments. Look up he smiled weakly. "Little more concern dan I could deal wid."

Jean-Luc sighed with relief. "Den go to your room, stay put 'til I can figure out what to do wid de t'ree of yo'."

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Tante Mattie found Jean-Luc in his office staring out at the rising sun.

"We raise dem to steal, break de rules, worry more 'bout gettin' caught den 'bout anyt'ing else," he said softly. "I tol' Lapin an' Pierre to stay de hell 'way from dat base, but dey jus' figured I was mad dat dey got caught. Merde, I knew dey were up to somet'ing, but I was so fuckin' happy dat Remy was 'kay wid us bein' t'ieves I let it slip. I gave him permission for dis idiot stunt. Makes it damn hard to punish him."

"His amies saw to it he'll t'ink twice 'bout such t'ings in de future," Mattie said.

"Dem," Jean-Luc said. "Xavier called, de man's got a talent for cuttin' yo' to pieces verbally. Probably doesn't help dat I t'ink he may have a fairly bien point. Dat aside, I can't count on dem to punish Remy when 'm supposed to be his guardian, either I am or 'm not."

"Ain't dat simple Jean-Luc, de boy's a'ways goin' to be betwixt an' between," Mattie said. "Nevah quite ours, nevah totally deir's, I seen dat. Won' be de easiest place to be, mais it be where he belongs, eventually. As for tonight's goin' ons, what have yo' decided?"

"Mais, as I understand it, dey came up wid dis stupidity 'cause dey were bored," Jean-Luc said. "I t'ink dey need a truer 'ppriciation of de word, an' Remy needs to start workin' on his re-wirin' skills in any case."

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"Remy, yo' got a phone call," Mercy yelled.

"Dat mean I can come out of m' room?" Remy yelled downstairs.

" 'Til yo're done talkin' anyway," Mercy called back.

Remy came running down the hall a few minutes later, vaulting the banister and landing neatly beside her. " 'Lo 'm here," he said taking the phone.

"Hey Remy," Scott said. "I heard you were sick after we left, you okay?"

" 'M fine," Remy said. "Turns out de Professor's theory on how to open up 'm shields works pretty well when I actually want it too. Got a little overwhelmed."

"Yeah, about that, I'm sorry about what I said, I was just..."

"I know," Remy said. "Tol' yo' I took down m' shields, all de way down. Didn' read how yo' an' Logan were feelin', I felt it. You two an your Kitty-girl, I t'ink I caught some from Lapin, Pierre, Jean-Luc and de other pa'ents outside of de plane too. I know how upset yo'all were an' dat it was 'cause yo' care 'bout us. It was jus' more worry dan I could handle, dat's why I t'rew-up."

"Well, just so you know. You ever do something that idiotic again and... damn, I don't know what I'll do to you, but I guarantee you'll regret it," Scott said.

"Hear yo' loud an' clear Scotty," Remy said. "Glad yo' called, now I bettah get back to m' room. 'M still waitin' for Jean-Luc to figure out what he's gonna do to me for dis time."

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"Hey Remy," Lapin called out. "Welcome to the fun."

"No talkin'," Henri said grinning evilly as he looked up from his book. "I believe Pere said yo' needed to rewire your security panels... what was it... a hundred times each."

"Oui," Remy said accepting the panel and screwdriver Henri presented him. "Where are de rest of m' tools?"

"What do yo' mean?" Henri asked innocently.

"Mais, dis gonna take forevah," Remy complained frowning.

"Dat be de general idea petite, an' 'til yo' finished dis be all yo' get to do outside of sleepin' and eatin'. So yo' best get started. An' like I 'minded Lapin here, no talkin' while yo' work."

Remy sighed, taking a seat beside his two co-conspirators.

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"It appears Jean-Luc turned down my generosity and benevolence in offering him a chance to amend his ways," Candra said appearing in Remy's room. "Too bad for you little thief. I considered finishing what I started with your mother, but the I remembered I all but promised you'd be next and more than that, I never even gave you permission to exist."

"Anyone tell yo' yo're all talk?" Remy asked quickly throwing a fan of charged cards at her, as he rolled to his feet and dove for the window.

Candra contained the explosions and caught Remy in mid-air. A moment later she floated herself outside on a bubble of telekinetic power to face him. "You thought to run from me?" Candra laughed. "I am a god."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Remy sighed. "Yo' a god, not jus' a teke wid an ego problem, right."

"You dare?" Candra began as the half deck of cards Remy had left on the sill behind her exploded, knocking the self-proclaimed goddess from the air.

Her concentration disrupted Remy completed his jump, landing in a crouch in the flowerbed beneath his window. Even as he landed, he hit Candra with another hand of cards, keeping her off balance.

"Jus' like fightin' Jeanie," he thought to himself. "Gotta keep her off balance, can't let her t'ink where de next blow be comin' from."

"I will not be beaten by a mortal child," Candra hissed waving her hand and Remy felt the warm glow of his power stutter and die. A cold dread gripped his mind, but his body darted forward. A spinning kick to the temple left Candra reeling, then Remy locked an arm around her throat, cutting off the blood flow and oxygen to her brain.

As Candra's struggles grew desperate a burst of light filled the air and Remy felt the chill sensation of one of Sinister's portals opening practically on top of him.

Horrified Remy shoved Candra away from him and scrambled back from the portal. To his shock when the light faded, Sinister was nowhere to be seen and the portal had vanished taking the Benefactress with it. He sat there on the grass trying to make sense of what had happened as Jean-Luc, Henri and Mercy came running.

"Petite, merci Dieu, yo' all right," Jean-Luc exclaimed pulling the boy into a hug.

"Guess yo' showed her cuz," Henri said ruffling the younger boy's hair.

Remy didn't reply, standing in the circle of Jean-Luc's arms, the boy's breath came in ragged pants and his body trembled, his family's voices seemed to come to him from an immense distance.

"Petite?" Jean-Luc asked drawing back to examine the boy. "What's wrong Petite?"

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