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"What do you mean she's a guild member?" Logan demanded.
The X-men had gathered in the war room so that none of the students could hear their conversation.
"I mean dat she be a member o' de guild, Logan," he answered. "What part o' dat do you not understand?"
"How can you be certain?" Jean inquired.
"A few days ago, Kurt saw some tattoos on her wrist, non?"
Kurt nodded.
"Well, he t'ought dat maybe dey tell us somet'in 'bout Donnie's past, but nobody knew anyt'in about dem, so he asked me."
"And?" Scott asked.
"Well, t' be honest, I forgot."
Kurt stared at Remy.
"What?" he exclaimed, "Rogue been havin' problems, I got a snake woman followin' me everywhere I go an' I just started teachin', my minds been on other t'ings."
"Forgiven, but you remember now?"
"Oui, dose tattoos. De black diamond don' mean not'in' cept maybe she a card fan, I dunno. But de cross wit' de eye above it, dat's old. It be in all de guilds old books 'bout de prophecies."
"What prophecies?" Storm asked.
"Old ones dat stay in de guild, oui? No offense Stormy, but it our business only."
She nodded, "I understand, continue."
"Well, dat image is only in our books, it no where else. She guild or Gambit losin' his mind."
"So you guys just go around, declarin' to the whole world that you're a thief or whatever?" Logan asked.
"Non, most of us don', but some of de higher ups may."
"Bragging rights?" Cyclops inquired.
"Non, more like a message to de other members o' de guild dat dey not t' be messed wit'."
"Isn't that like asking for a death sentence?"
"Non, dey de best at what dey do. It a death sentence to whoever messes wit' dem."
"So she is an exceptional theif capable of protecting herself..." Beast stated.
"Non, from what I saw, she no t'ief. I saw at least five times dat she could have killed Wolverine had he been anyone else."
"Twelve Cajun."
He nodded, "Twelve, she part of de assasins guild, dough where from, I don' know."
The X-men took this new news quietly, absorbing the shock for several moments. Storm was the first to speak.
"But you are guild patriarch are you not Gambit? Surely you must know something of who she might be?"
"Oui, I am patriarch, I deal wit' all de guilds across de globe, but I can't keep up wit' all of de members. De guilds are always adopting and adding members. I know de patriarchs and matriarchs, but I don' know who dey responsible for."
"You could ask around," offered Cyclops.
"Oui, I could, but I won'."
Logan exploded, "Why not? Don't you think she deserves to know?!"
"I t'ink Donnie, was right, I t'ink maybe she don' wanna know who she is."
"Explain," Beast demanded.
"De guild not always de best place for people. It a hard life. True, dey teach you how to survive, dey keep you from starving, dey keep you of de streets. T'ings you steal, money you make, it all go to de guild and de prophecies, but de guild take care o' you so you don' need it. De guild take care of it's own. But jus' cause dey look after you doesn't mean you're safe. Dere's always a faction or a client or somebody dat not happy wit' you an' maybe dey send someone to deal wit' you."
Rogue spoke for the first time, "What are you gettin'at Remy?"
"I'm sayin' dat if her guild not lookin' for her maybe she slipped up or it to dangerous for dem to help. De prophecies come first. De guild's only interests are dem. I say if she don' remember and dey don' find her den it's just as well dat she don' know."
"And if they do?"
"We protect her and help as much as we can."
"There are children here Gambit," Cyclops exclaimed.
"Den may I suggest we don' make it well known where she is. De guild is my family and I'll protect dose dat I can."
"And the prophecies?" Kurt asked.
"De prophecies are a lie. I seen de fulfillment o' dose fairytales, dey only bring death."
Logan stood, "Then we protect her."
Gambit nodded and left the room, followed shortly by the rest of the X-men. No one noticed that Donnie had been listening from the shadows. After everyone left, she exited quietly and went to her room.
Rogue walked along the grounds, thinking about what Gambit had said...'De guild not always de best place for people...' What did he mean? What kind of hardships had he gone through as a child? Gambit never spoke about his time with the guild or the rest of his past for that matter. She had bits and pieces from the memories she had absorbed from him, but that was it. Why didn't he open up? Was it really that difficult?
"There you are, Rogue!" Beast shouted, interrupting her thoughts. She spun on her heels to face him.
"You need me fo' sumthin' Beast?"
"I'd like to discuss something with you."
"Ahright, shoot."
"You remember when we drove out those vigilantes at the orphanage?"
She nodded.
"Well, you remember that device they used to keep the children from using their powers?"
"The X-Gene whatever?"
"The Null-field Generator."
"Yeah, that thing, what about it Sugah?"
"Well, I was thinking that until we figure out what's wrong with you, we can try it."
"But that thing's huge, Hank! An' didn' you tell those reporters that it had limited range?"
"Yes, it is, and it does, but perhaps a few hours each day?"
"An' what would that accomplish?"
"I hope that it will cause some of the excess thoughts to ebb off and allow for other procedures and tests. Then again, it may do nothing. The generator is still very experimental."
"Mmmkay, are there any risks?"
He nodded, "A few minor, compared to the long term effects of your condition."
"Such as?"
"Well, there is the possibility of some cell deterioration, but not enough to be serious. You may feel fatigued some days or a little naseaus, but nothing more. We can do a day on a day off to give your body time to recover. But as I said, these side effects are minor compared to the dangers you face now."
Rogue thought about the new information for a few minutes and nodded, "Let's do it."
As they turned to head back to the mansion, they saw Logan running towards them. He stopped a few feet from them, a look of panic on his face.
"Rogue, you seen Donnie?"
"No, the last Ah saw her was in the Danger Room. Why?"
"Well, this is our night to go to the bar and I can't find her anywhere."
"You check her room?"
"First place I looked."
"You don' think that maybe she went without you?"
"No, she doesn't drive."
"Are you certain?" Beast asked.
"She's never driven before."
"Let us check the garage to be sure."
They looked over the garage from front to back and found nothing. As they turned to leave, Rogue saw something.
"Wait," she commanded, "Remy's Harley's gone!"
"You don't think he took it?" Beast asked.
"We just saw him in the kitchen, makin' dinner."
"I see, it appears that Donnie has run off."
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Well, there's the next chapter. Hopefully I'll start having chapters out regularly again, but don't hold me to my word. Now go review!!!
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"What do you mean she's a guild member?" Logan demanded.
The X-men had gathered in the war room so that none of the students could hear their conversation.
"I mean dat she be a member o' de guild, Logan," he answered. "What part o' dat do you not understand?"
"How can you be certain?" Jean inquired.
"A few days ago, Kurt saw some tattoos on her wrist, non?"
Kurt nodded.
"Well, he t'ought dat maybe dey tell us somet'in 'bout Donnie's past, but nobody knew anyt'in about dem, so he asked me."
"And?" Scott asked.
"Well, t' be honest, I forgot."
Kurt stared at Remy.
"What?" he exclaimed, "Rogue been havin' problems, I got a snake woman followin' me everywhere I go an' I just started teachin', my minds been on other t'ings."
"Forgiven, but you remember now?"
"Oui, dose tattoos. De black diamond don' mean not'in' cept maybe she a card fan, I dunno. But de cross wit' de eye above it, dat's old. It be in all de guilds old books 'bout de prophecies."
"What prophecies?" Storm asked.
"Old ones dat stay in de guild, oui? No offense Stormy, but it our business only."
She nodded, "I understand, continue."
"Well, dat image is only in our books, it no where else. She guild or Gambit losin' his mind."
"So you guys just go around, declarin' to the whole world that you're a thief or whatever?" Logan asked.
"Non, most of us don', but some of de higher ups may."
"Bragging rights?" Cyclops inquired.
"Non, more like a message to de other members o' de guild dat dey not t' be messed wit'."
"Isn't that like asking for a death sentence?"
"Non, dey de best at what dey do. It a death sentence to whoever messes wit' dem."
"So she is an exceptional theif capable of protecting herself..." Beast stated.
"Non, from what I saw, she no t'ief. I saw at least five times dat she could have killed Wolverine had he been anyone else."
"Twelve Cajun."
He nodded, "Twelve, she part of de assasins guild, dough where from, I don' know."
The X-men took this new news quietly, absorbing the shock for several moments. Storm was the first to speak.
"But you are guild patriarch are you not Gambit? Surely you must know something of who she might be?"
"Oui, I am patriarch, I deal wit' all de guilds across de globe, but I can't keep up wit' all of de members. De guilds are always adopting and adding members. I know de patriarchs and matriarchs, but I don' know who dey responsible for."
"You could ask around," offered Cyclops.
"Oui, I could, but I won'."
Logan exploded, "Why not? Don't you think she deserves to know?!"
"I t'ink Donnie, was right, I t'ink maybe she don' wanna know who she is."
"Explain," Beast demanded.
"De guild not always de best place for people. It a hard life. True, dey teach you how to survive, dey keep you from starving, dey keep you of de streets. T'ings you steal, money you make, it all go to de guild and de prophecies, but de guild take care o' you so you don' need it. De guild take care of it's own. But jus' cause dey look after you doesn't mean you're safe. Dere's always a faction or a client or somebody dat not happy wit' you an' maybe dey send someone to deal wit' you."
Rogue spoke for the first time, "What are you gettin'at Remy?"
"I'm sayin' dat if her guild not lookin' for her maybe she slipped up or it to dangerous for dem to help. De prophecies come first. De guild's only interests are dem. I say if she don' remember and dey don' find her den it's just as well dat she don' know."
"And if they do?"
"We protect her and help as much as we can."
"There are children here Gambit," Cyclops exclaimed.
"Den may I suggest we don' make it well known where she is. De guild is my family and I'll protect dose dat I can."
"And the prophecies?" Kurt asked.
"De prophecies are a lie. I seen de fulfillment o' dose fairytales, dey only bring death."
Logan stood, "Then we protect her."
Gambit nodded and left the room, followed shortly by the rest of the X-men. No one noticed that Donnie had been listening from the shadows. After everyone left, she exited quietly and went to her room.
Rogue walked along the grounds, thinking about what Gambit had said...'De guild not always de best place for people...' What did he mean? What kind of hardships had he gone through as a child? Gambit never spoke about his time with the guild or the rest of his past for that matter. She had bits and pieces from the memories she had absorbed from him, but that was it. Why didn't he open up? Was it really that difficult?
"There you are, Rogue!" Beast shouted, interrupting her thoughts. She spun on her heels to face him.
"You need me fo' sumthin' Beast?"
"I'd like to discuss something with you."
"Ahright, shoot."
"You remember when we drove out those vigilantes at the orphanage?"
She nodded.
"Well, you remember that device they used to keep the children from using their powers?"
"The X-Gene whatever?"
"The Null-field Generator."
"Yeah, that thing, what about it Sugah?"
"Well, I was thinking that until we figure out what's wrong with you, we can try it."
"But that thing's huge, Hank! An' didn' you tell those reporters that it had limited range?"
"Yes, it is, and it does, but perhaps a few hours each day?"
"An' what would that accomplish?"
"I hope that it will cause some of the excess thoughts to ebb off and allow for other procedures and tests. Then again, it may do nothing. The generator is still very experimental."
"Mmmkay, are there any risks?"
He nodded, "A few minor, compared to the long term effects of your condition."
"Such as?"
"Well, there is the possibility of some cell deterioration, but not enough to be serious. You may feel fatigued some days or a little naseaus, but nothing more. We can do a day on a day off to give your body time to recover. But as I said, these side effects are minor compared to the dangers you face now."
Rogue thought about the new information for a few minutes and nodded, "Let's do it."
As they turned to head back to the mansion, they saw Logan running towards them. He stopped a few feet from them, a look of panic on his face.
"Rogue, you seen Donnie?"
"No, the last Ah saw her was in the Danger Room. Why?"
"Well, this is our night to go to the bar and I can't find her anywhere."
"You check her room?"
"First place I looked."
"You don' think that maybe she went without you?"
"No, she doesn't drive."
"Are you certain?" Beast asked.
"She's never driven before."
"Let us check the garage to be sure."
They looked over the garage from front to back and found nothing. As they turned to leave, Rogue saw something.
"Wait," she commanded, "Remy's Harley's gone!"
"You don't think he took it?" Beast asked.
"We just saw him in the kitchen, makin' dinner."
"I see, it appears that Donnie has run off."
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Well, there's the next chapter. Hopefully I'll start having chapters out regularly again, but don't hold me to my word. Now go review!!!