A/N: Bit more Quicksilver, and Chrissie, my second reviewer had mentioned putting in suspense in future chpts. I've given it a incey-wincey go in this chpt, but it's very small. I really suck at suspense… but hopefully I'll do better for future chpts… so don't give up one me!! Thanx to reviewers!! *BIG smile!!*

The Clydesdales

Chapter 5: A Short (And Very Fast) Trip

Gambit opened his eyes and shut them quickly when bright morning sun blinded him temporarily. As his eyes started to get used to the brilliant morning shine, he opened them slowly, and heard the gentle breathing of someone, or something nearby.

He turned and saw the thin frame of a horse next to him. For a moment he wondered what in the world a horse was doing next to him. Then he remembered scenes from last night, and the animal next to him was a Clydesdale. A smile etched across his face as he finally registered the thought that he had managed to obtain the first step toward his ultimate goal. He got up, stretched, and then made his way down to the river to freshen up.

He splashed the cool water onto his face, and felt his eyes start to open up. His stomach grumbled lightly, and no doubt the Clydesdale was starving. Thankfully, the area was full of apple trees, and they were all pretty ripe. Talk about luck.

He strolled around the apple plantation, picking a rosy red apple every now and then. After a while of breathing in fresh air and taking in the peaceful scenery, he walked over where Quicksilver lay, leaving the creature to have a ready-made breakfast once it woke up.

He went over to the river for a bath. After stripping, he jumped into the cool water, and swam about in it for a moment. Thoughts about what to do next, what will happen next and whether the Clydesdale would run off entered his mind and wouldn't leave.

When he was done, he changed and went back to the Speed Clydesdale. To his relief, the creature was still there, but he was awake and the apples were gone. Remy walked over to it but he tensed up straightaway, making Remy stop in his tracks. He slowly approached the Clydesdale, and he stretched his arm out.

Quicksilver looked ready to take off, but instead he just tensed up, preparing for the hand to hit him. However, Remy simply started stroking its head. Quicksilver started to relax a little, and Remy helped the weak horse up and over to the stream where he could quench his thirst.

Remy didn't blame the Clydesdale for not trusting him. After all Quicksilver went through, who can he trust? At least the creature allowed him to touch him.

As weak as the Clydesdale was, Remy saw how graceful he was making his way down to the river. After he drank his fill, he merely stared at Remy, wondering what to do next. Remy felt it was best to introduce himself first.

"Quicksilver…" Remy said softly, "My name is Remy, and I am also a mutant, just like you." Quicksilver's ears pricked up. "I know about you getting turned into an animal, and I know there are others like you out there."

Quicksilver dropped his head and looked away, as if thinking about something. Remy continued, "But I'm here to help you. I need to find the other Clydesdales, and I need to find where Kar is. Do you want to follow me?"

Quicksilver gave a quick nod, and Remy felt relieved that now not only did he have a companion to continue his journey with, but also a quicker and easier means of transportation, after it fully recovered, of course. Besides, the Clydesdale could make it halfway across the world in less than two seconds if he wanted to.

Remy was about to say something when he heard a faint hum coming form the distance. He listened quietly, and after a while, the hum turned into the sound of countless hooves striking the ground.

"Deht…" Remy muttered under his breath. Quicksilver understood, but yet didn't panic. The herd of Deht's horses was coming closer, and Remy signaled to Quicksilver that they had to bail soon.

Quicksilver trotted over. Remy looked at him in surprise. "You'll let me get on?" Remy asked? The Clydesdale seemed to have nodded, shaking his silver mane at the same time. Remy felt guilty about making the recovering creature carry his weight. But Deht was getting nearer and they didn't really have many choices.

Remy nodded and hauled himself onto the slick steed, and right before Deht appeared with a pack of hound dogs, Quicksilver had disappeared in a flash.

Now, Remy couldn't see a single thing. All he could make out were blurs of different shades of green, brown and many random colors. Many landscapes passed by in the second, and he could feel the strong wind blow sharply at his hair, stinging his eyes whenever he opened them. He clutched on tightly to Quicksilver's silver mane, as the Clydesdale of Speed made his way over the Earth's crust.

The next half-a-second, the faint hum of Quicksilver's hooves lightly striking the ground stopped, and Remy looked down, and managed to make out the color blue. Sea blue. His mind finally registered that Quicksilver was galloping over an ocean. The waves under them didn't seem to be moving, probably due to the speed at which the Clydesdale was travelling. He felt a smooth leap, and managed to turn his head back to see a whale's tail disappear over the horizon. Underneath them, all Remy see was a mixture of bits of white and shades of green and blue.

In another half-a-second, the familiar hum was back, and Remy saw the blurs of green and brown again, with the occasional flash of color.

Then they stopped. It wasn't the abrupt kind of stop. It was a smooth stop, so that Remy wouldn't go flying forward.

Remy felt his chest rise and fall. That was definitely what he'd call a 'breath-taking' experience, and he was amazed at the speed of the Clydesdale.

"Whoa…" He managed to wheeze out as he clumsily slipped off Quicksilver's back. The world around him seemed to be twirling round and round, and all he could make out here and there were the blue of the sky, and flashes of silver glinting off the Clydesdale's hair.

After recovering, he helped Quicksilver find a few more fruits, before trying to make out where he was.

They were in some sort of forest, and no doubt there was a town not far away. Remy knew that Quicksilver was probably exhausted, and he let the Clydesdale rest under the shade of a large willow tree. He started roaming the forest, taking in the beautiful scenery.

Everywhere he looked were tall trees. Trees that he had long forgotten the names of. He closed his eyes, and took in the scent of timber and moss. He opened his eyes again when he had that creepy feeling of someone watching him.

He looked around him, but saw nothing. All he could see were trees, a few shrubs, and the spots of sunlight that managed to find its way through the holed in the trees' wide canopies.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced around again, just to make sure.

When he was finally convinced that he saw nothing, he made his way back to Quicksilver, who had finished eating a long time ago and seemed well enough. Remy said to the Clydesdale, "We need to go back to Milestone Capital. I need to find out more about any other Clydesdales that had been created."

Quicksilver seemed to have understood, and allowed Remy onto his back again, and once again, the Clydesdale of Speed took off.

Remy could remember being in the forest, and in the next two seconds, he found himself a far distance away from a giant city full of skyscrapers and tall metal buildings. He jumped off Quicksilver and said, "Alright. Remember, when you hear me whistle twice, come here, ok?" Quicksilver gave a quick nod before dashing to the woods nearby.

Remy breathed in a gulp of air. He had just managed to escape Milestone Capital with a stolen Clydesdale that cost 6 million dollars and now he was returning to it.

The change in environment was very abrupt as he strolled into the Capital. First, it was greenery every, with a forest to the left and many mountains in the background. But just as he stepped into Milestone, everything became gray.

It was metal all around, and Remy made his way over to a different magazine stall. He picked up a news-com that was issued the say before, and saw the front page, Speed Clydesdale Stolen… Remy smiled as he scrolled down, reading the report. The only mention of who stole Quicksilver was that it was a mutant, but nothing else.

He picked up that day's news-com and read the bold headlines, New Clydesdales. Remy raised an eyebrow and scrolled down.

An anonymous man, no doubt the same person who sold the previous Clydesdales to the Capital, sold Spyke, the Clydesdale of Thorns, and Angel, the Winged Clydesdale to the Capital, each for the risen price of $5 million. They were bought by Billionaire John Parrie and Richard Harrisford for $6 million each. Both Parrie and Harrisford gave out no clues or hints as to where the Clydesdale was taken and what it was being used for.

Remy sighed and made his way toward entrance of Milestone Capital, when he heard a very familiar voice calling behind him, but he just couldn't put his finger on it…

End of chapter 5