Note : Woohoo! Chapter 28 done! Sorry it took some time, but we busted our upload limit with our Internet server, and couldn't upload anything for a few days unless paying additional fees… More HIS fault than mine, though, him downloading and uploading stuff on the damn E-Mule and Kazaa, me with my small, small, small chapters… He apologizes for it. Yeah, sure.
Character aren't mine, they're Marvel's (I'm soooo tired of saying this. Think I'll add it to the summary instead.), except for Gabrielle. Oh and I took the title of the chapter from "Finding Nemo". Isn't mine either. *smile*
Enjoy.
Chapter 28
Finding Sinister
He looked deep into the Professor's eyes, fear creeping up his spine.
*Quoi? What extreme measures?*
*I'm less worried by my measures than by the one Sinister seems to be ready to use. We better find him quickly, before he does any damages we couldn't reverse.*
Remy took a deep breath, trying to calm his wild heart. What was the Professor talking about?
Images were twirling around them, fragments of memories flashing before their eyes. Remy set his jaw, conscious of all the things he was now showing to his friends. Sure, they knew most of the mistakes he had made in his life, at least the ones they had to know. But he had always been recalcitrant to show his mind, his life, his past to others. His past was his. His friends were his present. Rogue was his future. And he had to get out of this, because he was her future as well.
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They could find nothing. For what seemed like hours, they had searched in the dark, in what was beginning to look like a city by night, looking in the streets, popping a head in the small backstreets. No trace of Sinister. No voice, no treaths. Could he be gone?
*It would be too easy, Remy. He wont give up the fight so easily. We have to find him* the Professor thought. He was getting tired, Remy could see it, as were Betsy and Jean. He accelerated a bit and turned around a corner. And froze.
In front of him, floating in the air, was a giant sphere, with a diameter of about ten feet wide. It was glowing a brilliant red, flashing so much it hurt his eyes to look at it. Around the glowing sphere was a steel layer, covering the entire giant ball with a transparent light. Under it, was Sinister. He was standing with his arms to his sides, hands balled into fists, eyes glowing a dangerous red. Remy's eyes glowed as well as he saw him, and he heard the Professor, Jean and Betsy coming behind him. They stayed a few feet away, though, as they saw both men, father and son (as impossible as it could seem), facing each other angrily with burning eyes.
*You have deceived me, Remington. I could have done such incredible things with you…*
*I've worked for'y once, Sinister. More dan enough for me.*
*Don't you interrupt me! You think I don't have any hold on your mind anymore, Remington? I will not let you talk to me this way, son!* The words haden't been spoken yet that Remy was pulled to the ground, the invisible irons circling his wrists and ankles again.
*Non…*
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He moved. I could have sworn he moved. Could he be coming back already? I cast a look at Xavier, Jean and Betsy, but none of them was moving a hair. Worse, they were frowning. Logan growled and stood up from his chair, and I saw Remy standing in front on me, eyes bright with fury. Remy's body, that is. I knew in a flash he wasn't himself. He had an evil smile and pushed my shoulders hard. I lost my balance and my chair fell over, but I was on my feet quickly, my feet slowly leaving the ground as thoughts ran through my mind. The professor and the two girls were still in his mind, were they okay? Obviously they had found Sinister and he wasn't happy about it. But I had to control the crazy Remy in front of me if I wanted things to return to normal.
I leaped to him. He didn't have his powers, but still was agile and graceful as a cat. He dunked and kicked me in the back, sending me trashing in the wall. Logan jumped on him, claws drawned, and I yelled before he could kill him without a second thought. "Logan, no!" It surprised him and he froze, looking at me, and Remy took advantage of that hesitation to jump on the fierce little man, pinning him to the ground a split second, before Logan hardly pushed him away. Remy crouched, his wild eyes going from me to Logan, and I sighed. "Boy, Sinister must really be pissed off and desperate to send a crazy powerless Remy to attack us…" I flew forward and pinned his shoulders to the ground. A powerful man, even without his powers, he couldn't beat my invulnerability, and he squirmed helplessly under me as I took off one on my gloves with my teeth, and layed my bare hand on his cheek. It took no more than a split second, and his eyes rolled up, and his body went limp in inconsciousness, as a portion of his life force flowed into my body.
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The five of them raised suddently their eyes as the fiery ball faded, the red light slowly turning off. Sinister frowned, and Remy smiled. *Way to go, Rogue. I'll thank ye when I wake up.* The irons were still pinning him to his knees on the ground, and he was feeling quite uncomfortable in this position in front of Sinister.
*This sphere represents your power. All humans have it, even the no-mutants, but it is smaller than this, since their powers are unnoticable, like what they call a sixth sense, or the power to guess what people will say, or to see the future in dreams… Yours was the biggest of all, Remington. I had made it so, so you could become the strongest of all. The most powerful, undestructible. You would have become that with my help.*
Remy shivered at the past tense Sinister used in his monologue. What was he going to do? He turned his head to meet the Professor's eyes, but the three of them were stuck behind what looked like a glass wall. He crossed Betsy's worried eyes, and made an attempt to smile, but it only resulted in his lips quivering in worry and fear. He turned his head back to see the sphere was lighting up again behind the steel layer as the powers slowly came back. Sinister drew up a hand and reached to touch it. It hurt, though, like a knife slowly entering his heart, and Remy doubled up on the floor, moaning.
*The transparent grey layer is the power of the Genoshen collar on your powers, stopping it from connecting with your body. A mutant without the Genoshen collar wouldn't have such a layer on his power core.* Sinister drew back his hand from the sphere and Remy gave a sigh of relief, before Sinister walked the few steps separating him from Remy. He crouched in front of him and, putting a hand under his chin, looked into his eyes. He slowly shook his head, looking dissapointed. *My son, I had incredible projects for the both of us. But since you insist on ruining everything, I'll make sure everything is ruined for you, as well.* He got on his feet again and walked to the sphere. He plunged his hand in it again, making Remy shut his eyes and scream in pain, as the red glow slowly left the sphere to enter Sinister's body through his arm. The power core soon faded to a dull black, immobile and dead, and Sinister took back his arm, and looked at Remy prostrate form on the ground, twisted in pain as the hollow in his stomach invaded his whole body. *You wanted me gone, Remington. Well I'm going now, leaving to suffer the consequences of your terrible decision.*
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The Professor was the first one to open his eyes, and I looked at him, question marks in my eyes. He looked at me, an extrordinary expression of sadness in his eyes. Jean and Betsy were the next to wake up, and soon Remy's eyes were fluttering as he slowly came out of his transe. Everyone was silent as he sat up, blinking as he came back into reality. Suddently he drew up both of his hands to his neck, grabbing the collar with shaky fingers. "Take it off, Hank! Take it OFF!" he yelled. Henri's blue brows went up to his hairline, but seeing the Professor's nod, he walked next to the bed and slid the golden key in the lock, unlocking the collar. Remy put his hands on his bare neck, gasping and slowly rocking his body back and forth, and I put a light gloved hand on his shoulder.
"Remy? It's over, baby, everything gonna be alright." He looked up at me, tears in his red and black eyes, and violently shook his head in negation. He got up and ran out the door, but before I could follow him, Jean reached out a hand and took my arm. I turned to her to meet desperate eyes. "What's going on, Jean?"
"Sinister left, Rogue… But he took away Remy's powers with him. All of them."
To be continued!
