Disclaimer: I do not own X-men Evolution
Title: Part Two : The Cajun Card Trick
AU: The second part of an AU arc, main characters- Gambit/Remy, Storm, Rogue, Wolverine/Logan, Kurt/Nightcrawler
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Chapter 9:
Complete Memories Special / Ticked Off.
Part One.
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His eyes roamed over the landscape, his home. It hadn't taken him long to establish a hideaway, a vantage point, a place where he felt the safest in his new home. The roof was somewhere that nobody else took advantage of and for that he was thankful.
His hands shuffled with a deck of cards, he charged them lightly and threw them on front of himself and just watched them smoke into oblivion in the blink of an eye.
No witnesses were here to see a tear leak from glowing red eyes, he'd made sure of this. Frustrated and angry he was, but also tired.
He charged the king of hearts and threw it forward to hell but as the Queen of Heart came up he left it be and put it to the back of the deck.
Even with the gloves on his hands and the use of his power every so often, they felt cold and numb. He abruptly dropped the cards and let them scatter, a few slid off the roof. The Queen of Hearts fell next to his foot and stayed there.
It was raining heavily and it was pitch black. The clouds hid the stars and the moon was a distant memory.
He was sitting down on the roof, leaning his chin leaning on this knees, his eyes died down into their red on black normal and his arms hugged his legs.
He'd been here for two hours, it was his first voluntary night at the Institute and sleep just hadn't come.
He was too used to the noise and the smell of the streets, too used to sleeping light or just dozing when the opportunity came.
Night was usually his day and day was stealing and hiding for him. He fisted around in his trench coat for a cigarette but couldn't find one.
He'd never considered stopping smoking, but in the beginning he'd never considered starting smoking. He regretted the costly habit but it was at time like this that he wished that he had a cigarette- at least he would feel calmer.
Its difficult to stay calm when you've finally been reunited with the only friend that you've ever had only to discover that they've forgotten you. She never recognised him and why the hell should she? He was the scum of the universe, a demonic mutant, a thief and a complete and utter s**t!
He shivered, glad that he had his normal clothes on, ever if they were soaked through.
He felt that he had a little more control over his powers but maybe that ws just because there weren't cops trying to murder him.
Gambit looked down at his wrists and growled- cut by his own knife. Then he just shook the dark thoughts of revenge away- now was not the time.
Blood loss had left him a little shaky and he'd never forget that night. They'd freaked when they'd seen his eyes and for some reason it bothered him as much as Rogues little gasp of shock.
She hadn't recognised him. It played over in his mind like a matra. Perhaps it was for the best, he'd never been a good friend to her anyway.
He couldn't stop her from being captured, he couldn't get there in time to stop the horrible thing that they did to her (Carol Danvers absorption) and he couldn't help her save her sanity.
Instead he'd given her away to Xavier, like giving away a cat.
He'd been useless to Rogue and it was because of his own selfishness. He'd been struggling with his own problems and it had cost them both dearly.
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She growled at the intruders, they'd just came in, stormed the warehouse and surrounded her. He mind screamed over and over again like a mantra, "Where the hells Remy?!"
She balled her fists defensively and didn't notice someone watching her with pride as she struggled in vain.
Remy returned to the warehouse to hear Rogue screaming threats and obscenities that even made him want to blush. He wondered where she'd learned such words but then decided that he really didn't want to know the answers.
He was about to stroll into the 'house' squeazing through the lose plank of wood but as he did his vision counted more that fifteen sets of legs- they were in trouble.
These people weren't cops, the blue woman with orange hair gave it away as well as a scary figure that looked like he had the ace of diamonds on his pale face and sharp teeth.
They're were a few vans blocking the main entrance to the warehouse and he knew that they could only be here for one thing- Rogue.
Anger and fear ran down his spine in waves and he could only hid and watch as they manhandled the small desperate and screaming Rogue into one of their vans.
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'I should have never let them take her' Gambit was drenched through to the bone as he whispered his minds guilt, unaware as a figure climbed onto the roof.
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Remy sneaked behind the mutant mob kidnappers without any bright ideas or plans, he wouldn't be able to do anything if he didn't at least follow them.
He climbed onto the roof of the warehouse and crawled alone with the kidnappers stealthily from above. He hated Rogues screams and ragged sobs.
He nearly froze when she fearfully called out his name.
The evil mutants got into their vans and as Rogue distracted them with another of her terrified screams he used the momentum to take a flying leap off the warehouse roof and onto the roof of one of the vans.
He nearly skidded straight off the other side but managed to hold onto a rack attached to the side of the van and pull himself up.
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"I shouldn't have let things go so far" Gambit gritted his teeth and shuddered. He buried his head into his knees and squeezed his eyes shut, still unaware of the footsteps of another person.
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The vans drove together in a line of grey dullness but on the motorway they separated and Remy suddenly feared that he'd lost Rogue, She wasn't in the van that he was clinging to.
He felt like letting go and being shattered onto the road. He never worked out, that despite the protests of a strained arm, why he held on.
About three hours later the four vans rejoined and followed the lead one as they reached their shady destination.
Whoever was driving van (with Remy on it) was an abysmal driver as they lurched to a stand still. He nearly went hurling off the front but managed to twist his grip without breaking an arm.
The evil people exited their vehicles, ignorant of the stowaway watching from above. They'd stopped at a massive metal complex / warehouse type set-up.
Rogue was being roughly handled by a large ugly man, she was screaming and struggling, stamping on the mans toes and biting.
Remy was proud of her.
They'd put mitts on her hands and were trying to keep her as safely secured as possible and then Remy realised something that filled him with dred.
They knew the most important detail about Rogues power-her skin.
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Rain dripped from his fringe, he rubbed his two hands together and calmly surveyed the faint red glow that surrounded them. He growled.
"Your power- all glow, no show?" came a rough voice. The new guy, he'd arrived today as well. Wolverine.
The stranger could barely see the kid in the pitch black but with his heightened sense of smell and hearing he knew where the kid was.
Gambit never answered and instead closed his eyes.
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Recklessness and his impulsive nature caused him to try for the old 'element of surprise.' A stupid tactic since he wasn't very strong even with the 'back-attack' in his play.
Rogues screams drowned out his own battle cry, her sobs fuelled his own imprisonment. Everything slowed down.
Leaping off the van, his elbows deliberately hammered onto a woman's shoulders; the female mutant with odd red hair and blue skin.
A mutant or not, it made no difference to Remy, female or male - both equally as dangerous.
The woman screeched and fell onto her hands and knees.
He wasted no time and refused to believe his defeat in advance.
She coughed and winced. Mystique glared up to meet the back of the boys trench coat and witnessed him back-tackle and bring down another of her men. Her eyes narrowed dangerously at smoothly got to her feet.
Remy leapt and swung an arm, connecting solidly with the goons head. The goon stumbled backwards and wiped blood from his lip, with a grin of malice he approached the boy.
"My names Harpoon- what's yours?" the goon laughed and pulled out a harpoon from nowhere prompting Remy to bring out his metal cylinder.
Harpoon was a mutant, no one could be that strong and huge.
"Going to throw that?" Harpoon laughed at the small metal tube.
"N' quite" Remy snapped the cylinder forward and released its catch. It extended into a full length boa staff.
Twirling it and leaping towards Harpoon, Remy slammed it into Harpoons face and ran over in the direction of the screaming Rogue.
The boy was struggling to reach the girl and things were made worse by a warning, "Marauders- attack!" Mystique yelled.
He dodged fists and projectiles from the other members with a vicious and determined energy.
Everything blurred in Remys head as something snapped, clicked. His hands ignited with a scorching inferno- red aura, the agony and ignored shock caused the boa- staff to fall from its masters hands and clatter to the dirt ground. He continued fighting, charging a flying harpoon and throwing it back with pure adrenaline.
His arms were numb and his mind disconnected as he struggled to reach Rogue.
The goon holding her whirled round and finally he could see her but her tears and screams blinded her to him and she squeezed her eyes shut in fear. He reached out to her blurring form but then….
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Author timeout:
Rads: I'm going to quit the ff.net as a writter as soon as this fic is completed.
If anyone wants to spin-off, write wolverines/kurts third part (his side of the story - weapon x, kurt, etc.) or if you wanna redo this entire story with the same plot (or any of my other stories) drop a review, leave your email.
( KKWolfy you want the Gundam Wing one?)
Whilst i'm here-
Don't forget to review
As usual - any bad spelling/ grammer- tell me about it and i'll change it.
( rather nasty cliffhanger there! ^_^)
Title: Part Two : The Cajun Card Trick
AU: The second part of an AU arc, main characters- Gambit/Remy, Storm, Rogue, Wolverine/Logan, Kurt/Nightcrawler
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Chapter 9:
Complete Memories Special / Ticked Off.
Part One.
----------------------------------------------
His eyes roamed over the landscape, his home. It hadn't taken him long to establish a hideaway, a vantage point, a place where he felt the safest in his new home. The roof was somewhere that nobody else took advantage of and for that he was thankful.
His hands shuffled with a deck of cards, he charged them lightly and threw them on front of himself and just watched them smoke into oblivion in the blink of an eye.
No witnesses were here to see a tear leak from glowing red eyes, he'd made sure of this. Frustrated and angry he was, but also tired.
He charged the king of hearts and threw it forward to hell but as the Queen of Heart came up he left it be and put it to the back of the deck.
Even with the gloves on his hands and the use of his power every so often, they felt cold and numb. He abruptly dropped the cards and let them scatter, a few slid off the roof. The Queen of Hearts fell next to his foot and stayed there.
It was raining heavily and it was pitch black. The clouds hid the stars and the moon was a distant memory.
He was sitting down on the roof, leaning his chin leaning on this knees, his eyes died down into their red on black normal and his arms hugged his legs.
He'd been here for two hours, it was his first voluntary night at the Institute and sleep just hadn't come.
He was too used to the noise and the smell of the streets, too used to sleeping light or just dozing when the opportunity came.
Night was usually his day and day was stealing and hiding for him. He fisted around in his trench coat for a cigarette but couldn't find one.
He'd never considered stopping smoking, but in the beginning he'd never considered starting smoking. He regretted the costly habit but it was at time like this that he wished that he had a cigarette- at least he would feel calmer.
Its difficult to stay calm when you've finally been reunited with the only friend that you've ever had only to discover that they've forgotten you. She never recognised him and why the hell should she? He was the scum of the universe, a demonic mutant, a thief and a complete and utter s**t!
He shivered, glad that he had his normal clothes on, ever if they were soaked through.
He felt that he had a little more control over his powers but maybe that ws just because there weren't cops trying to murder him.
Gambit looked down at his wrists and growled- cut by his own knife. Then he just shook the dark thoughts of revenge away- now was not the time.
Blood loss had left him a little shaky and he'd never forget that night. They'd freaked when they'd seen his eyes and for some reason it bothered him as much as Rogues little gasp of shock.
She hadn't recognised him. It played over in his mind like a matra. Perhaps it was for the best, he'd never been a good friend to her anyway.
He couldn't stop her from being captured, he couldn't get there in time to stop the horrible thing that they did to her (Carol Danvers absorption) and he couldn't help her save her sanity.
Instead he'd given her away to Xavier, like giving away a cat.
He'd been useless to Rogue and it was because of his own selfishness. He'd been struggling with his own problems and it had cost them both dearly.
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She growled at the intruders, they'd just came in, stormed the warehouse and surrounded her. He mind screamed over and over again like a mantra, "Where the hells Remy?!"
She balled her fists defensively and didn't notice someone watching her with pride as she struggled in vain.
Remy returned to the warehouse to hear Rogue screaming threats and obscenities that even made him want to blush. He wondered where she'd learned such words but then decided that he really didn't want to know the answers.
He was about to stroll into the 'house' squeazing through the lose plank of wood but as he did his vision counted more that fifteen sets of legs- they were in trouble.
These people weren't cops, the blue woman with orange hair gave it away as well as a scary figure that looked like he had the ace of diamonds on his pale face and sharp teeth.
They're were a few vans blocking the main entrance to the warehouse and he knew that they could only be here for one thing- Rogue.
Anger and fear ran down his spine in waves and he could only hid and watch as they manhandled the small desperate and screaming Rogue into one of their vans.
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'I should have never let them take her' Gambit was drenched through to the bone as he whispered his minds guilt, unaware as a figure climbed onto the roof.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Remy sneaked behind the mutant mob kidnappers without any bright ideas or plans, he wouldn't be able to do anything if he didn't at least follow them.
He climbed onto the roof of the warehouse and crawled alone with the kidnappers stealthily from above. He hated Rogues screams and ragged sobs.
He nearly froze when she fearfully called out his name.
The evil mutants got into their vans and as Rogue distracted them with another of her terrified screams he used the momentum to take a flying leap off the warehouse roof and onto the roof of one of the vans.
He nearly skidded straight off the other side but managed to hold onto a rack attached to the side of the van and pull himself up.
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"I shouldn't have let things go so far" Gambit gritted his teeth and shuddered. He buried his head into his knees and squeezed his eyes shut, still unaware of the footsteps of another person.
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The vans drove together in a line of grey dullness but on the motorway they separated and Remy suddenly feared that he'd lost Rogue, She wasn't in the van that he was clinging to.
He felt like letting go and being shattered onto the road. He never worked out, that despite the protests of a strained arm, why he held on.
About three hours later the four vans rejoined and followed the lead one as they reached their shady destination.
Whoever was driving van (with Remy on it) was an abysmal driver as they lurched to a stand still. He nearly went hurling off the front but managed to twist his grip without breaking an arm.
The evil people exited their vehicles, ignorant of the stowaway watching from above. They'd stopped at a massive metal complex / warehouse type set-up.
Rogue was being roughly handled by a large ugly man, she was screaming and struggling, stamping on the mans toes and biting.
Remy was proud of her.
They'd put mitts on her hands and were trying to keep her as safely secured as possible and then Remy realised something that filled him with dred.
They knew the most important detail about Rogues power-her skin.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rain dripped from his fringe, he rubbed his two hands together and calmly surveyed the faint red glow that surrounded them. He growled.
"Your power- all glow, no show?" came a rough voice. The new guy, he'd arrived today as well. Wolverine.
The stranger could barely see the kid in the pitch black but with his heightened sense of smell and hearing he knew where the kid was.
Gambit never answered and instead closed his eyes.
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Recklessness and his impulsive nature caused him to try for the old 'element of surprise.' A stupid tactic since he wasn't very strong even with the 'back-attack' in his play.
Rogues screams drowned out his own battle cry, her sobs fuelled his own imprisonment. Everything slowed down.
Leaping off the van, his elbows deliberately hammered onto a woman's shoulders; the female mutant with odd red hair and blue skin.
A mutant or not, it made no difference to Remy, female or male - both equally as dangerous.
The woman screeched and fell onto her hands and knees.
He wasted no time and refused to believe his defeat in advance.
She coughed and winced. Mystique glared up to meet the back of the boys trench coat and witnessed him back-tackle and bring down another of her men. Her eyes narrowed dangerously at smoothly got to her feet.
Remy leapt and swung an arm, connecting solidly with the goons head. The goon stumbled backwards and wiped blood from his lip, with a grin of malice he approached the boy.
"My names Harpoon- what's yours?" the goon laughed and pulled out a harpoon from nowhere prompting Remy to bring out his metal cylinder.
Harpoon was a mutant, no one could be that strong and huge.
"Going to throw that?" Harpoon laughed at the small metal tube.
"N' quite" Remy snapped the cylinder forward and released its catch. It extended into a full length boa staff.
Twirling it and leaping towards Harpoon, Remy slammed it into Harpoons face and ran over in the direction of the screaming Rogue.
The boy was struggling to reach the girl and things were made worse by a warning, "Marauders- attack!" Mystique yelled.
He dodged fists and projectiles from the other members with a vicious and determined energy.
Everything blurred in Remys head as something snapped, clicked. His hands ignited with a scorching inferno- red aura, the agony and ignored shock caused the boa- staff to fall from its masters hands and clatter to the dirt ground. He continued fighting, charging a flying harpoon and throwing it back with pure adrenaline.
His arms were numb and his mind disconnected as he struggled to reach Rogue.
The goon holding her whirled round and finally he could see her but her tears and screams blinded her to him and she squeezed her eyes shut in fear. He reached out to her blurring form but then….
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Author timeout:
Rads: I'm going to quit the ff.net as a writter as soon as this fic is completed.
If anyone wants to spin-off, write wolverines/kurts third part (his side of the story - weapon x, kurt, etc.) or if you wanna redo this entire story with the same plot (or any of my other stories) drop a review, leave your email.
( KKWolfy you want the Gundam Wing one?)
Whilst i'm here-
Don't forget to review
As usual - any bad spelling/ grammer- tell me about it and i'll change it.
( rather nasty cliffhanger there! ^_^)
