Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the International Assassin of course.
By now the truck's suspension was nearly shot. No vehicle built by modern man could with stand the full fury of 3½ hours of Victor Creed and Ororo Monroe's sexual antics. In truth, Storm felt she owed Victor a reward for saving Remy. And did she give him a reward!
"Goddess, is my watch right?!" Storm gasped.
"Ya, it's 7:30, why?" asked Victor as he went back to licking Storm's neck.
"I have to go home!" exclaimed Storm, "There sure to have noticed my absence by now!"
"Why, it past yer curfew or something?" Victor teased her as he rolled her on her back, "C'mon one round."
"Quickly!" warned Storm.
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After an hour of Remy pleading for them X-men to let him run or at least get a head start, he knew his father too well to think he was in the clear. Remy had not taken the news well, after throwing up for a half-hour he nearly had a panic attack, this was the perfect distraction for Rogue to go in search of Kitty. Hank thought about sedating him, but decided against it, because it would probably send the kid into cardiac arrest with his luck.
By some grace of God and some "persuasion" on Logan's part they herded Remy back into the recovery room and onto the bed. Luckily for Hank and Logan Remy's injuries had him falling asleep on his feet.
"Kid, we're not gonna let anything happen to you. When are you gonna realize you're safe with us?" Logan asked in exasperation.
"Non, mon ami, it's not you." said Remy who was so tired by now he was stumbling rather than standing..
"Why don't you go to sleep and we can continue this in the morning," ventured Hank.
"Non, Remy has t' run," he said taking a step forward and falling into Logan's chest.
Storm walked in just in time to see Remy collapse, "What is going on?"
"Chuck called his father and he's comin' tomorrow. The kid's not taking it that well." Logan explained.
"You two take a break. I'll put Remy to bed."
The two men looked at each other at little hesitantly, but knew better than to argue with Storm. Logan handed Remy to Storm, then both men left.
Storm pulled back the covers and sat Remy on the bed.
"Non, Chère, Remy has t' go" he continued to protest.
"Once there was a great and all powerful African king. He was a wise and just king, but every man has enemies, no matter who he is. This king's foe was another king from one of the surrounding provinces and he was the best warrior known to the entire continent.
"This evil king's weapon of choice was a wooden switch blade, which was made of the world's strongest wood and was more effective than any known metal. The evil king swore to kill the just king after loosing a battle to him.
"The just king being a highly spiritual man would not take another human life, which created a large problem. His people grew concerned for his safety, so to appease them the just king decreed whom ever brought him the head of the evil king could name his reward and would live on forever in the history of his people as a god." Storm began as she tucked Remy in for the night, he was still trying to get away, but she could see his exhaustion was getting the best of him. Now it was only a matter of time.
Storm continued, "Many men tried and they all met the same fate, death. The future appeared bleak for the good king, until one day a cloaked figure found it's way into his throne room.
"'Who are you?' demanded the king, 'Reveal yourself at once!'
"'The cloak fell to the ground to expose the figure of a small woman, with white hair and amethyst eyes. She was the most beautiful woman the king had ever beheld.'
"'Girl, what can I do for you?' asked the king.
"'I am an assassin.' replied the girl, 'I shall bring you the head of your foe in return for the kindness your people have shown me.'
"'But you are just a girl,' said the king, 'How do plan to succeed where some men twice your size have failed.'
"'Do not be fooled by my appearance.' said the girl, 'I shall return in two days time.'
"With that she left." said Storm as she tucked Remy's arm back under the sheets.
"Two days later she returned with both the head of the evil king as well as his switchblade. The just king was astounded just to see the girl in one piece let alone totally unharmed. The king was forever in the girl's debt and even offered to make her his queen, but she refused and requested the evil king's weapon. She was granted the switchblade and was never seen again." Storm finished the story, turned off the light and left Remy to his dreams.
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At three o'clock in the morning Kitty came in through the window to come face to face with an extremely pissed off Rogue.
"Fer fuck's sake, Kitty, it three in the mornin'!" growled Rogue.
"You like so should have been there," said an enthusiastic Kitty.
"Correction Ah'm so glad Ah wasn't there," said an annoyed Rogue.
Kitty flopped down on her bed giggling.
"Damn girl, are you drunk?" Rogue sat up in bed, "Kitty?"
Too late, Kitty had already passed out.
"Whah me Lord?" asked Rogue.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the International Assassin of course.
By now the truck's suspension was nearly shot. No vehicle built by modern man could with stand the full fury of 3½ hours of Victor Creed and Ororo Monroe's sexual antics. In truth, Storm felt she owed Victor a reward for saving Remy. And did she give him a reward!
"Goddess, is my watch right?!" Storm gasped.
"Ya, it's 7:30, why?" asked Victor as he went back to licking Storm's neck.
"I have to go home!" exclaimed Storm, "There sure to have noticed my absence by now!"
"Why, it past yer curfew or something?" Victor teased her as he rolled her on her back, "C'mon one round."
"Quickly!" warned Storm.
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After an hour of Remy pleading for them X-men to let him run or at least get a head start, he knew his father too well to think he was in the clear. Remy had not taken the news well, after throwing up for a half-hour he nearly had a panic attack, this was the perfect distraction for Rogue to go in search of Kitty. Hank thought about sedating him, but decided against it, because it would probably send the kid into cardiac arrest with his luck.
By some grace of God and some "persuasion" on Logan's part they herded Remy back into the recovery room and onto the bed. Luckily for Hank and Logan Remy's injuries had him falling asleep on his feet.
"Kid, we're not gonna let anything happen to you. When are you gonna realize you're safe with us?" Logan asked in exasperation.
"Non, mon ami, it's not you." said Remy who was so tired by now he was stumbling rather than standing..
"Why don't you go to sleep and we can continue this in the morning," ventured Hank.
"Non, Remy has t' run," he said taking a step forward and falling into Logan's chest.
Storm walked in just in time to see Remy collapse, "What is going on?"
"Chuck called his father and he's comin' tomorrow. The kid's not taking it that well." Logan explained.
"You two take a break. I'll put Remy to bed."
The two men looked at each other at little hesitantly, but knew better than to argue with Storm. Logan handed Remy to Storm, then both men left.
Storm pulled back the covers and sat Remy on the bed.
"Non, Chère, Remy has t' go" he continued to protest.
"Once there was a great and all powerful African king. He was a wise and just king, but every man has enemies, no matter who he is. This king's foe was another king from one of the surrounding provinces and he was the best warrior known to the entire continent.
"This evil king's weapon of choice was a wooden switch blade, which was made of the world's strongest wood and was more effective than any known metal. The evil king swore to kill the just king after loosing a battle to him.
"The just king being a highly spiritual man would not take another human life, which created a large problem. His people grew concerned for his safety, so to appease them the just king decreed whom ever brought him the head of the evil king could name his reward and would live on forever in the history of his people as a god." Storm began as she tucked Remy in for the night, he was still trying to get away, but she could see his exhaustion was getting the best of him. Now it was only a matter of time.
Storm continued, "Many men tried and they all met the same fate, death. The future appeared bleak for the good king, until one day a cloaked figure found it's way into his throne room.
"'Who are you?' demanded the king, 'Reveal yourself at once!'
"'The cloak fell to the ground to expose the figure of a small woman, with white hair and amethyst eyes. She was the most beautiful woman the king had ever beheld.'
"'Girl, what can I do for you?' asked the king.
"'I am an assassin.' replied the girl, 'I shall bring you the head of your foe in return for the kindness your people have shown me.'
"'But you are just a girl,' said the king, 'How do plan to succeed where some men twice your size have failed.'
"'Do not be fooled by my appearance.' said the girl, 'I shall return in two days time.'
"With that she left." said Storm as she tucked Remy's arm back under the sheets.
"Two days later she returned with both the head of the evil king as well as his switchblade. The just king was astounded just to see the girl in one piece let alone totally unharmed. The king was forever in the girl's debt and even offered to make her his queen, but she refused and requested the evil king's weapon. She was granted the switchblade and was never seen again." Storm finished the story, turned off the light and left Remy to his dreams.
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At three o'clock in the morning Kitty came in through the window to come face to face with an extremely pissed off Rogue.
"Fer fuck's sake, Kitty, it three in the mornin'!" growled Rogue.
"You like so should have been there," said an enthusiastic Kitty.
"Correction Ah'm so glad Ah wasn't there," said an annoyed Rogue.
Kitty flopped down on her bed giggling.
"Damn girl, are you drunk?" Rogue sat up in bed, "Kitty?"
Too late, Kitty had already passed out.
"Whah me Lord?" asked Rogue.