~ALAS! None of you get my little hints! Ahh well, I suppose that means that
in the end you will be ridiculously surprised . . .
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Le Garcon du Futur
Chapter 9.
Losing Control
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Belladonna was sitting at her desk, her eyes glued to the document she was going over. Was it true? The ancient thief, Jean Luc LeBeau, was ailing? She smiled her wicked smile and pushed the paper aside, contemplating the results of this new discovery. Henri would take power, but that left Remy . . . where did that leave Remy? She jumped as she saw a familiar outline standing outside of her door. He had a tall figure, with broad shoulders and expertly mused hair. Belle's breath caught in her throat, Anton?
Apollo swung open the door, a nervous smile spread across his handsome features.
"Anton!" She flung herself at him, burying herself in his collar. He felt the same, exactly as she had left him, "Anton, ah din' t'ink ye'h were comin'"
"Did you get my letter?"
"Y'din' send me a letter, son." She looked up at him, her big blue eyes wide with confusion.
"Belle, its not me . . . I mean, it is me, but-" Apollo extracted himself from her arms, and shut his eyes tight. He had hoped it would be easier than this
"Anton what's de matter wit y'voice, an' why? Why you callin' m'Belle?" Belladonna stepped back in horror, "Its not ye'h, is it? Y'not mon fils."
"I'm sorry Belladonna, no, the letter I sent you. Apollo? That's me, at least that's what I go by now."
"But where? Where is mon fils? My son?"
Apollo's eyes darkened, and he looked down at the ground.
"I don't know, but that's why I'm here. I was hoping maybe you could help me find him again." She slowly nodded, not taking her eyes off his.
"W-where to begin? I don' know."
"I don't remember anything."
"Nothin'?" There was a glimmer of hope, "nothin' at all?"
"Non . . ."
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Apollo was shaken awake by an annoyed Penelope.
"What? What is it?"
"You were snoring," She smiled sideways at him, "Besides, the flight attendant was just here to take your drink order. Did you want anything?"
"No, I'm fine," She nodded, tucking a stray copper hair behind her ear, and sipping delicately at her bloody Mary. Apollo smirked, "A little early for one of those, eh?"
"Never," Penelope readjusted herself in her seat so that she was facing him, "Have some, it'll wake you up." When he refused, she frowned, but still faced him, "I wanted to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Ha! You can't be serious? You can't think of anything that you think I deserve and explanation for?"
He smiled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. There was plenty to talk about. For starters, why he had shown up at her doorstep wet and nearly unconscious. That, however, was not a story that Apollo wanted to delve to deep into. He arrived at the Assassins Mansion a lot later than he had expected, after spending about 8 months traveling around the northern USA, and Canada. His reunion with his mother, and the assassins, however, wasn't very pleasant. Belladonna wasn't happy to see him. She wanted her son. She wanted Anton, and that wasn't something Apollo could give her. She began to avoid him, as did the other assassins, and Apollo was totally alone in their world. One day they kidnapped a young girl by the name of Anne, threatened to kill her as a part of the guild feud. She was only 15, and Apollo wasn't going to watch her die. He snuck in one night and freed her, but they were caught, and after he returned her to the thieves, Apollo went on the run. He escaped by way of the thieves' guild on a cargo transport back to France, which landed him in Penelope's care. Apollo frowned, thinking about his mother, and all of her cruelty.
"What do you want to know?" He asked, cocking his head to the side. Penelope smiled.
"Everything," She said simply, "It's a long flight. But most importantly . . ." Penelope narrowed her eyes, looking at him seriously, "I wanna know who Aimée is, and what exactly happened back at my house.
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"Gabrielle where are you!? Gabrielle!" Gabriel swung open the closet doors, hoping against hope that maybe she was just hiding, maybe she was just trying to mess with his mind. But as he searched the barren bedroom, the sweat began to pour down his face, and Gabriel began to fear that something was seriously wrong. He straightened up, standing in the middle of the room, his cold gray eyes scanning the perimeter, "Gabby this really isn't funny . . ."
"No," Gabe spun around, his eyes narrowing at Madelyne, who was leaning loosely in the doorframe, "I don't think she means it to be." He walked toward her, pinning her wrists against the wall.
"Where is she!?"
Madelyne smiled.
"WHERE!?"
"I tried to stop him, Gabriel, I really did," She said slowly, still smiling, "But she wasn't cooperating . . . and you know how much our lord _hates_ it when people don't cooperate."
"Insolence," He muttered under his breath, taking off at a run out of the room, he looked from left to right, his hair was a mess, and decided to head left, "Sinister!!" He yelled, his voice angry and panicked as his feet thumped hard against the ancient wooden floorboards. He heard a low moan coming from the basement, and Gabriel flung himself down the steps, nearly falling and breaking his neck. He jogged down the corridor, skidding to a halt outside of one of the doors and kicking it open. Mr. Sinister's head flashed up, and he smiled.
"Gabriel, how nice of you to join us."
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Darien smiled, stroking the oracle's hair softly. She was curled up on his lap, her knees drawn up tight to her chest. She was so tiny, so frail. So ridiculously beautiful, "mmm," She let out a tiny noise, like a cat purring. Darien raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to clarify.
"The necromancer, he's leaving."
He smiled, and bent down to kiss her. Things were going just as planned.
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"Gabriel, how nice of you to join us," Gabe let his eyes travel down to his sister, who was quivering on the ground, sweat pooled beside her and blood oozing out of her nose and mouth. Her eyes were pale, and had dulled down into a strange gray, red streaky lines lacing across them like spider webs. He dropped to his knees crawling over to her, and cradling her limp body in his arms, he looked back up at Sinister, his eyes blazing.
"What have you done?"
Sinister sighed, smiling at Prue, who stood behind him, "Not much, I'm afraid . . . she's more stubborn than you!" He chuckled.
Gabriel didn't find things to be quite as funny, he raised his hand, his fingers stretching painfully. The smile was slowly wiped from Sinister's face, and the colossal villain coughed, gasping for breath as he sunk to his knees, "YOU BASTARD!" Gabriel yelled laying his sister gingerly back down on the ground and getting to his feet. *SNIKT* Prue's bone claws shot out of her knuckles, but she found herself pinned to the wall, two invisible forces keeping her down. Gabe slowly stepped closer to Sinister, who was holding his hands to his throat, choking pathetically.
"You . . ." He said slowly, looking the man in the eye, "You are shit. You are lower than shit. You are the putrid waste that pollutes our skies. The unseen force that starves our children. You are all of the evils in society rolled up into one pompus dickwad," He said with some satisfaction, "And it disgusts me to think that I used to let you govern my life. You! A weakling! Simply a servant to your oversized ego, trying to control me . . . a modern day god," Gabe shook his head, "I gave you a chance, Sinister . . . but no more. You have cheated me out of everything I wanted. Cheated me out of Aimée, and now," He looked back at his sister, and smiled, "Now you've really done it,"
He crushed his other hand into a fist, and Sinister's eyes rolled back into his head.
"How does it feel, m'lord? To be on the other side? To be completely helpless? Well that's what you are," Gabe nodded firmly, never taking his eyes off Sinister, "Yes . . . yes, I'm going to kill you now." Prue screamed in rage, but she couldn't move an inch, and Wrath was swinging madly a few feet away from her, trying to battle something he couldn't see. Gabe smiled, "Sweet lady satisfaction, how I have longed for you . . ."
Sinister's body landed on the ground with a thud, a small puddle of drool dribbling out the side of his mouth, and Gabriel turned away. It didn't make him feel better. He bent down next to Gabrielle, wiping the hair out her eyes.
"You okay Gabs?" He asked gently, scooping her up into his arms. She just tightened her grip around his neck, "I'm sorry, love . . . I'm so sorry." He was blinking back tears, her cold body pressed firmly up against his as he left the room, walked up the stairs, and out the front door. He didn't look back.
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Aimée coughed, feeling a pressure on her chest as he blinked her eyes open. She screamed, opening her eyes to find a pair of bright blue ones staring back at her.
"Ach!!" She yelled, toppling off the bed. Galena collapsed in laughter, her violet curls bouncing all over her head.
"Well top of the morning t'you to!" She said between laughs, diving under the covers as an angry Aimée crawled back up to the bed.
"That," She said, panting, and climbing into bed beside her, "Was not very nice." Galena shrugged, smiling wickedly.
"Whoever said I was nice?"
"mmmm," Aimée nodded in agreement, yawning and covering her eyes with her palms, "What time is it?"
"Nearly 9, why?"
"Just wondering what you could possibly want at 9am . . .Hell, I'm wondering how is it that you were even able to drag your ass outta'h bed.."
Galena smiled, rolling onto her side and raising an eyebrow at Aimée, "I wanna know about Bruno."
Aimée chuckled, "News gets around fast here"
"Well, Abe told me, and you know him . . .that boy can't keep his mouth shut, specially concernin' you." She grinned.
"Well, what do yah wanna know?" Aimée asked, eyebrows raised as she turned to face Galena. The two girls huddled together like sisters.
"Don't play dumb with me, girl," Galena smiled wickedly, "All I need to know is just how big his . . ."
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Luc shut his eyes, and took a deep breath.
POW
POW
POW
POW
POW
"Wowee!" He squinted open one eye, smiling at Abe who came running out of the control room, "Impressive!" He yelled excitedly looking around at the 5 smoking holes where large training robots used to be, "Impressive indeed! Wait until Scott see's this, I'm serious man, its gonna be craaaaaazy."
Luc grinned, and walked away from Abe, who was still talking a mile a minute. He paused at one of the scorching holes, brushing his dark hair out of his eyes and touching it lightly with his fingertips. He hissed, pulling his hand away, it was still hot.
"I mean, hell, if you had multiplications powers like me . . . boy we could make a whole army! Take all of the Marauders down like that! That!" Abe danced around, closing his eyes and prentending to blow things up, "Ole' Sinister wouldn't stand a chance."
But Luc was no longer paying attention to him. *SNIKT*. His eyes had shot up at the familiar noise, and he glared over at another area in the danger room. A man, squat and hairy, was pummeling a robot at remarkable speed, cutting through the steel as if it were only butter. The robot fell to the ground in a heap of scrap metal, and the man backhanded the sweat that had formed on his upper lip, spitting and marking his territory. He looked up, the cold blue eyes meeting Luc's, and raised an eyebrow.
"But how do you do it, man? Just close your eyes and concentrate? Geez' I wonder what it was like when you first got these. That wasn't that long ago was it, Luc? Luc . . .?"
He could feel his heart beating faster and faster as the man with the claws came closer to him, and Luc's eyes began to close. He was hyperventilating, sweat poured off his brow, and Luc was finding it hard to breath. Those claws. Those eyes. His own popped open, blazing an angry red.
"Whoa there, kid," Wolverine said, his bushy eyebrows raised, "Y'alright?"
"No!" He yelled, backing away, and clamping his eyes shut, "Noooo!!" Logan looked down at his suit, shouting as it began to glow red with kinetic charge, he reached for the sleeves, trying desperately to pull it off before it blew.
POW
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~BACK WITH A BANG
----------------------------- REVIEW COMMENTS -----------------------------
Christy S~
Well, lol, that's what I was going for. Luc, as you will see in the crossover and parts 4 & 5 of the Aimée series, is actually I very introverted guy. He was pretty much raised only by his mother, and right now it seems to have worked out in the exact opposite way than it did for Aimée. However, that doesn't have to do with Rogue and Remy entirely. You have to take into consideration the fact that he's been under Sinister's care for 4 months, right after seeing his mother die. Sinister's base is a place where no one smiles, no one laughs . . . so really, a bunch of his personality is credited to that. He's quiet, shy, humble, and now very peaceful (despite all of the fighting he does in this story, he really doesn't like it.) because of the bad experiences he's had when it comes to fighting (Then again, can fighting ever be a good experience?). Don't worry, though, Remy and Luc WILL connect, because they are still father and son. Luc just might make him look at things in a different way, and Remy just might make him smile more (hehe). As for Rogue and Aimée . . . haha, well this edition is supposed to have a main focus on family! Besides, Aimée had to break down about the whole "horrible love-life" thing at some point! Whoa, this was a LONG comment!
Blackcat()~
Thanks! I always love new readers, but I hate that I've made you wait so long!! Hehe, don't worry, its just because I have been to dang busy preparing for you readers the best damn crossover ever!! Haha. Luc is 15, at that perfect age where they like to say "everything changes" and as they said in Spiderman "These are the years where a man becomes the man he is going to be for the rest of his life" Poor Luc!!
Rogue4787~
Ahh fun! Questions! I love questions!! Okay, when Apollo got sent to France, he was semi-concious and near death (from lack of sunlight?) SO he stumbled around, and banged on the first door he could find. That was Penelope's. We haven't met this Penelope woman before, BUT she will have an important role later on for Remy and Rogue later on. Apollo is in FRANCE . . . hehehe, I'm pretty sure I emailed you and answered these a while ago, but ahh well, now the other confusies can see it here. Apollo went down to New Orleans to reconcile with his mother, well, Anton's mother, but somehow or another (explained in the chapter above) got sent to France instead, where he met Penelope. Thanks for the compliments on the Remy-Luc scene, hehe, ya'll seemed to like that a lot!
XxFleurdelysxx~
Yep, Apollo is coming back. He didn't exactly find what he was looking for in New Orleans, except for the realization that his family is EVIL and that he never ever wants to go back, LOL! Penelope, hehe, she's going to be fun . . . all will be revealed in due time, MUAHAHAHAHA (and its Pyralis! Not Pyralys! Comeon girl, has it been THAT long?) Remy, haha, OF COURSE he would have been there! Daddy always saves the day! Hehe. Bruno, ach, I'm afraid I didn't explain much more in this chapter, but I wasn't really focusing on Aimée . . . moreso on Gabe and his leaving Sinister (it was inevitable) So don't worry, next chapter, all will be explained. DIDIER . . . muahahahaha! Ahh (did you notice that you always get the psychotic sounding review comments? Hehe) The Remy-Luc scene, you all loved that! Haha, and I'm glad, because it was kinda' hard! Hehe . . . Orya! Well, haha! I don't need to answer that question now do I? *cough*Louis*cough* Oer, did ya'h know that before Louis, I was gonna make PRUE start stalking Luc? Then I realized that he was 15 . . .hehe, and decided that would be very weird. Besides, as you will soon see, Prue hated Luc when he was under their care. He took her spotlight! And Orya's not THAT bad . . . Apollo liked her, so really, she can't be pure evil. She just doesn't like Aimée, and I've been thinking about it . . . if I knew her? I might not like her either (but that's just because she gets ALL the guys hehe). Ahh yes, Mystery woman for Gabe! Too bad she's like 80!! Hahaha. Part 5, oh Fleur, its best that you don't think about part 5 . . . muahahahaha. So on with the review comments! As far as I know right now, Bruno will NOT be hurting Aimée! Haha, he's fascinated with her, and charming to boot. Who knows? Maybe It'll be a NORMAL breakup!!! But then again, Apollo's coming back, so how normal could that be?! Well, to answer your last paragraph (this review comment thing makes NO SENSE) Apollo is coming back. Gabe is going to see Dee (WITH GABRIELLE!) Remy is going to have some problems coming up. Luc is going to have some bigger ones, and the next guy in Aimée's heart? Well you, you lucky gal you, already know the answer to that . . . and who knows, I just might keep him around till the end. . . . haha!
Va-River-Gal~
Sweet dad who, sadly, never got to be there for his kids. It's kind of depressing ain't it? Haha, ahh well, he has PLENTY of time to make up for it!!
IgambleLife~
Of course Gabriel is a player! Ha! That's one of the reasons Aimée fell for him, hehehe. As for Dee . . . well, haha, she's not really THAT important, but will serve as a nice way for Gabriel and Gabrielle to bond. Mmm, besides, he needed somewhere to go after leaving Sinister, and I don't want to go all the way back to jolly old England just yet. Did you review TORN? I don't remember!
Liyra~
Ahh yes, well isn't everyone confused about that these days? Haha, well, okay . . . here goes nothin'. Anton Boudreaux was the ruthless, horrible, evil, assasins guild member, son of Belladonna Boudreaux (Remy's old wife). In a plot to win Remy back, and further along her guild, Belle SOLD Anton to Sinister. Sinister wiped Anton's memory away and gave him mutant abilities, renaming him Aaron and sending him to Xavier's institute a little while before all of the La Fille shit went down. Alright, so Aaron is at the mansion, believing that his parents live on a dairy farm in Pennsylvania. He falls in love with Aimée, but she doesn't notice he exists, so he ends up dating Orya. Secretly, at night, Sinister turns him back into Anton and makes him do his bidding, and in the mornings Aaron wouldn't remember a thing (like killing Didier). Now, when La Fille happens, Anton is forced to confront someone Aaron was associated with, and really cared about . . .three guesses who . . . right! Aimée! Hehe, so anyway, he sees Aimée, and has sort of a mental breakdown. In the end of La Fille, we see him as Apollo (named for his powers), crossed between Anton and Aaron. Apollo decides to go on a little trip to go see Belladonna, hoping she can clue him into what happened to him. Well, that didn't work out . . . and the rest, you can read above : D in Rogue4787's Review Comment.
That's all, right? Well let me know if I forgot you! And hopefully you realize who Apollo is now!!
--Foo
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Le Garcon du Futur
Chapter 9.
Losing Control
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Belladonna was sitting at her desk, her eyes glued to the document she was going over. Was it true? The ancient thief, Jean Luc LeBeau, was ailing? She smiled her wicked smile and pushed the paper aside, contemplating the results of this new discovery. Henri would take power, but that left Remy . . . where did that leave Remy? She jumped as she saw a familiar outline standing outside of her door. He had a tall figure, with broad shoulders and expertly mused hair. Belle's breath caught in her throat, Anton?
Apollo swung open the door, a nervous smile spread across his handsome features.
"Anton!" She flung herself at him, burying herself in his collar. He felt the same, exactly as she had left him, "Anton, ah din' t'ink ye'h were comin'"
"Did you get my letter?"
"Y'din' send me a letter, son." She looked up at him, her big blue eyes wide with confusion.
"Belle, its not me . . . I mean, it is me, but-" Apollo extracted himself from her arms, and shut his eyes tight. He had hoped it would be easier than this
"Anton what's de matter wit y'voice, an' why? Why you callin' m'Belle?" Belladonna stepped back in horror, "Its not ye'h, is it? Y'not mon fils."
"I'm sorry Belladonna, no, the letter I sent you. Apollo? That's me, at least that's what I go by now."
"But where? Where is mon fils? My son?"
Apollo's eyes darkened, and he looked down at the ground.
"I don't know, but that's why I'm here. I was hoping maybe you could help me find him again." She slowly nodded, not taking her eyes off his.
"W-where to begin? I don' know."
"I don't remember anything."
"Nothin'?" There was a glimmer of hope, "nothin' at all?"
"Non . . ."
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Apollo was shaken awake by an annoyed Penelope.
"What? What is it?"
"You were snoring," She smiled sideways at him, "Besides, the flight attendant was just here to take your drink order. Did you want anything?"
"No, I'm fine," She nodded, tucking a stray copper hair behind her ear, and sipping delicately at her bloody Mary. Apollo smirked, "A little early for one of those, eh?"
"Never," Penelope readjusted herself in her seat so that she was facing him, "Have some, it'll wake you up." When he refused, she frowned, but still faced him, "I wanted to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Ha! You can't be serious? You can't think of anything that you think I deserve and explanation for?"
He smiled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. There was plenty to talk about. For starters, why he had shown up at her doorstep wet and nearly unconscious. That, however, was not a story that Apollo wanted to delve to deep into. He arrived at the Assassins Mansion a lot later than he had expected, after spending about 8 months traveling around the northern USA, and Canada. His reunion with his mother, and the assassins, however, wasn't very pleasant. Belladonna wasn't happy to see him. She wanted her son. She wanted Anton, and that wasn't something Apollo could give her. She began to avoid him, as did the other assassins, and Apollo was totally alone in their world. One day they kidnapped a young girl by the name of Anne, threatened to kill her as a part of the guild feud. She was only 15, and Apollo wasn't going to watch her die. He snuck in one night and freed her, but they were caught, and after he returned her to the thieves, Apollo went on the run. He escaped by way of the thieves' guild on a cargo transport back to France, which landed him in Penelope's care. Apollo frowned, thinking about his mother, and all of her cruelty.
"What do you want to know?" He asked, cocking his head to the side. Penelope smiled.
"Everything," She said simply, "It's a long flight. But most importantly . . ." Penelope narrowed her eyes, looking at him seriously, "I wanna know who Aimée is, and what exactly happened back at my house.
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"Gabrielle where are you!? Gabrielle!" Gabriel swung open the closet doors, hoping against hope that maybe she was just hiding, maybe she was just trying to mess with his mind. But as he searched the barren bedroom, the sweat began to pour down his face, and Gabriel began to fear that something was seriously wrong. He straightened up, standing in the middle of the room, his cold gray eyes scanning the perimeter, "Gabby this really isn't funny . . ."
"No," Gabe spun around, his eyes narrowing at Madelyne, who was leaning loosely in the doorframe, "I don't think she means it to be." He walked toward her, pinning her wrists against the wall.
"Where is she!?"
Madelyne smiled.
"WHERE!?"
"I tried to stop him, Gabriel, I really did," She said slowly, still smiling, "But she wasn't cooperating . . . and you know how much our lord _hates_ it when people don't cooperate."
"Insolence," He muttered under his breath, taking off at a run out of the room, he looked from left to right, his hair was a mess, and decided to head left, "Sinister!!" He yelled, his voice angry and panicked as his feet thumped hard against the ancient wooden floorboards. He heard a low moan coming from the basement, and Gabriel flung himself down the steps, nearly falling and breaking his neck. He jogged down the corridor, skidding to a halt outside of one of the doors and kicking it open. Mr. Sinister's head flashed up, and he smiled.
"Gabriel, how nice of you to join us."
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Darien smiled, stroking the oracle's hair softly. She was curled up on his lap, her knees drawn up tight to her chest. She was so tiny, so frail. So ridiculously beautiful, "mmm," She let out a tiny noise, like a cat purring. Darien raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to clarify.
"The necromancer, he's leaving."
He smiled, and bent down to kiss her. Things were going just as planned.
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"Gabriel, how nice of you to join us," Gabe let his eyes travel down to his sister, who was quivering on the ground, sweat pooled beside her and blood oozing out of her nose and mouth. Her eyes were pale, and had dulled down into a strange gray, red streaky lines lacing across them like spider webs. He dropped to his knees crawling over to her, and cradling her limp body in his arms, he looked back up at Sinister, his eyes blazing.
"What have you done?"
Sinister sighed, smiling at Prue, who stood behind him, "Not much, I'm afraid . . . she's more stubborn than you!" He chuckled.
Gabriel didn't find things to be quite as funny, he raised his hand, his fingers stretching painfully. The smile was slowly wiped from Sinister's face, and the colossal villain coughed, gasping for breath as he sunk to his knees, "YOU BASTARD!" Gabriel yelled laying his sister gingerly back down on the ground and getting to his feet. *SNIKT* Prue's bone claws shot out of her knuckles, but she found herself pinned to the wall, two invisible forces keeping her down. Gabe slowly stepped closer to Sinister, who was holding his hands to his throat, choking pathetically.
"You . . ." He said slowly, looking the man in the eye, "You are shit. You are lower than shit. You are the putrid waste that pollutes our skies. The unseen force that starves our children. You are all of the evils in society rolled up into one pompus dickwad," He said with some satisfaction, "And it disgusts me to think that I used to let you govern my life. You! A weakling! Simply a servant to your oversized ego, trying to control me . . . a modern day god," Gabe shook his head, "I gave you a chance, Sinister . . . but no more. You have cheated me out of everything I wanted. Cheated me out of Aimée, and now," He looked back at his sister, and smiled, "Now you've really done it,"
He crushed his other hand into a fist, and Sinister's eyes rolled back into his head.
"How does it feel, m'lord? To be on the other side? To be completely helpless? Well that's what you are," Gabe nodded firmly, never taking his eyes off Sinister, "Yes . . . yes, I'm going to kill you now." Prue screamed in rage, but she couldn't move an inch, and Wrath was swinging madly a few feet away from her, trying to battle something he couldn't see. Gabe smiled, "Sweet lady satisfaction, how I have longed for you . . ."
Sinister's body landed on the ground with a thud, a small puddle of drool dribbling out the side of his mouth, and Gabriel turned away. It didn't make him feel better. He bent down next to Gabrielle, wiping the hair out her eyes.
"You okay Gabs?" He asked gently, scooping her up into his arms. She just tightened her grip around his neck, "I'm sorry, love . . . I'm so sorry." He was blinking back tears, her cold body pressed firmly up against his as he left the room, walked up the stairs, and out the front door. He didn't look back.
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Aimée coughed, feeling a pressure on her chest as he blinked her eyes open. She screamed, opening her eyes to find a pair of bright blue ones staring back at her.
"Ach!!" She yelled, toppling off the bed. Galena collapsed in laughter, her violet curls bouncing all over her head.
"Well top of the morning t'you to!" She said between laughs, diving under the covers as an angry Aimée crawled back up to the bed.
"That," She said, panting, and climbing into bed beside her, "Was not very nice." Galena shrugged, smiling wickedly.
"Whoever said I was nice?"
"mmmm," Aimée nodded in agreement, yawning and covering her eyes with her palms, "What time is it?"
"Nearly 9, why?"
"Just wondering what you could possibly want at 9am . . .Hell, I'm wondering how is it that you were even able to drag your ass outta'h bed.."
Galena smiled, rolling onto her side and raising an eyebrow at Aimée, "I wanna know about Bruno."
Aimée chuckled, "News gets around fast here"
"Well, Abe told me, and you know him . . .that boy can't keep his mouth shut, specially concernin' you." She grinned.
"Well, what do yah wanna know?" Aimée asked, eyebrows raised as she turned to face Galena. The two girls huddled together like sisters.
"Don't play dumb with me, girl," Galena smiled wickedly, "All I need to know is just how big his . . ."
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Luc shut his eyes, and took a deep breath.
POW
POW
POW
POW
POW
"Wowee!" He squinted open one eye, smiling at Abe who came running out of the control room, "Impressive!" He yelled excitedly looking around at the 5 smoking holes where large training robots used to be, "Impressive indeed! Wait until Scott see's this, I'm serious man, its gonna be craaaaaazy."
Luc grinned, and walked away from Abe, who was still talking a mile a minute. He paused at one of the scorching holes, brushing his dark hair out of his eyes and touching it lightly with his fingertips. He hissed, pulling his hand away, it was still hot.
"I mean, hell, if you had multiplications powers like me . . . boy we could make a whole army! Take all of the Marauders down like that! That!" Abe danced around, closing his eyes and prentending to blow things up, "Ole' Sinister wouldn't stand a chance."
But Luc was no longer paying attention to him. *SNIKT*. His eyes had shot up at the familiar noise, and he glared over at another area in the danger room. A man, squat and hairy, was pummeling a robot at remarkable speed, cutting through the steel as if it were only butter. The robot fell to the ground in a heap of scrap metal, and the man backhanded the sweat that had formed on his upper lip, spitting and marking his territory. He looked up, the cold blue eyes meeting Luc's, and raised an eyebrow.
"But how do you do it, man? Just close your eyes and concentrate? Geez' I wonder what it was like when you first got these. That wasn't that long ago was it, Luc? Luc . . .?"
He could feel his heart beating faster and faster as the man with the claws came closer to him, and Luc's eyes began to close. He was hyperventilating, sweat poured off his brow, and Luc was finding it hard to breath. Those claws. Those eyes. His own popped open, blazing an angry red.
"Whoa there, kid," Wolverine said, his bushy eyebrows raised, "Y'alright?"
"No!" He yelled, backing away, and clamping his eyes shut, "Noooo!!" Logan looked down at his suit, shouting as it began to glow red with kinetic charge, he reached for the sleeves, trying desperately to pull it off before it blew.
POW
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~BACK WITH A BANG
----------------------------- REVIEW COMMENTS -----------------------------
Christy S~
Well, lol, that's what I was going for. Luc, as you will see in the crossover and parts 4 & 5 of the Aimée series, is actually I very introverted guy. He was pretty much raised only by his mother, and right now it seems to have worked out in the exact opposite way than it did for Aimée. However, that doesn't have to do with Rogue and Remy entirely. You have to take into consideration the fact that he's been under Sinister's care for 4 months, right after seeing his mother die. Sinister's base is a place where no one smiles, no one laughs . . . so really, a bunch of his personality is credited to that. He's quiet, shy, humble, and now very peaceful (despite all of the fighting he does in this story, he really doesn't like it.) because of the bad experiences he's had when it comes to fighting (Then again, can fighting ever be a good experience?). Don't worry, though, Remy and Luc WILL connect, because they are still father and son. Luc just might make him look at things in a different way, and Remy just might make him smile more (hehe). As for Rogue and Aimée . . . haha, well this edition is supposed to have a main focus on family! Besides, Aimée had to break down about the whole "horrible love-life" thing at some point! Whoa, this was a LONG comment!
Blackcat()~
Thanks! I always love new readers, but I hate that I've made you wait so long!! Hehe, don't worry, its just because I have been to dang busy preparing for you readers the best damn crossover ever!! Haha. Luc is 15, at that perfect age where they like to say "everything changes" and as they said in Spiderman "These are the years where a man becomes the man he is going to be for the rest of his life" Poor Luc!!
Rogue4787~
Ahh fun! Questions! I love questions!! Okay, when Apollo got sent to France, he was semi-concious and near death (from lack of sunlight?) SO he stumbled around, and banged on the first door he could find. That was Penelope's. We haven't met this Penelope woman before, BUT she will have an important role later on for Remy and Rogue later on. Apollo is in FRANCE . . . hehehe, I'm pretty sure I emailed you and answered these a while ago, but ahh well, now the other confusies can see it here. Apollo went down to New Orleans to reconcile with his mother, well, Anton's mother, but somehow or another (explained in the chapter above) got sent to France instead, where he met Penelope. Thanks for the compliments on the Remy-Luc scene, hehe, ya'll seemed to like that a lot!
XxFleurdelysxx~
Yep, Apollo is coming back. He didn't exactly find what he was looking for in New Orleans, except for the realization that his family is EVIL and that he never ever wants to go back, LOL! Penelope, hehe, she's going to be fun . . . all will be revealed in due time, MUAHAHAHAHA (and its Pyralis! Not Pyralys! Comeon girl, has it been THAT long?) Remy, haha, OF COURSE he would have been there! Daddy always saves the day! Hehe. Bruno, ach, I'm afraid I didn't explain much more in this chapter, but I wasn't really focusing on Aimée . . . moreso on Gabe and his leaving Sinister (it was inevitable) So don't worry, next chapter, all will be explained. DIDIER . . . muahahahaha! Ahh (did you notice that you always get the psychotic sounding review comments? Hehe) The Remy-Luc scene, you all loved that! Haha, and I'm glad, because it was kinda' hard! Hehe . . . Orya! Well, haha! I don't need to answer that question now do I? *cough*Louis*cough* Oer, did ya'h know that before Louis, I was gonna make PRUE start stalking Luc? Then I realized that he was 15 . . .hehe, and decided that would be very weird. Besides, as you will soon see, Prue hated Luc when he was under their care. He took her spotlight! And Orya's not THAT bad . . . Apollo liked her, so really, she can't be pure evil. She just doesn't like Aimée, and I've been thinking about it . . . if I knew her? I might not like her either (but that's just because she gets ALL the guys hehe). Ahh yes, Mystery woman for Gabe! Too bad she's like 80!! Hahaha. Part 5, oh Fleur, its best that you don't think about part 5 . . . muahahahaha. So on with the review comments! As far as I know right now, Bruno will NOT be hurting Aimée! Haha, he's fascinated with her, and charming to boot. Who knows? Maybe It'll be a NORMAL breakup!!! But then again, Apollo's coming back, so how normal could that be?! Well, to answer your last paragraph (this review comment thing makes NO SENSE) Apollo is coming back. Gabe is going to see Dee (WITH GABRIELLE!) Remy is going to have some problems coming up. Luc is going to have some bigger ones, and the next guy in Aimée's heart? Well you, you lucky gal you, already know the answer to that . . . and who knows, I just might keep him around till the end. . . . haha!
Va-River-Gal~
Sweet dad who, sadly, never got to be there for his kids. It's kind of depressing ain't it? Haha, ahh well, he has PLENTY of time to make up for it!!
IgambleLife~
Of course Gabriel is a player! Ha! That's one of the reasons Aimée fell for him, hehehe. As for Dee . . . well, haha, she's not really THAT important, but will serve as a nice way for Gabriel and Gabrielle to bond. Mmm, besides, he needed somewhere to go after leaving Sinister, and I don't want to go all the way back to jolly old England just yet. Did you review TORN? I don't remember!
Liyra~
Ahh yes, well isn't everyone confused about that these days? Haha, well, okay . . . here goes nothin'. Anton Boudreaux was the ruthless, horrible, evil, assasins guild member, son of Belladonna Boudreaux (Remy's old wife). In a plot to win Remy back, and further along her guild, Belle SOLD Anton to Sinister. Sinister wiped Anton's memory away and gave him mutant abilities, renaming him Aaron and sending him to Xavier's institute a little while before all of the La Fille shit went down. Alright, so Aaron is at the mansion, believing that his parents live on a dairy farm in Pennsylvania. He falls in love with Aimée, but she doesn't notice he exists, so he ends up dating Orya. Secretly, at night, Sinister turns him back into Anton and makes him do his bidding, and in the mornings Aaron wouldn't remember a thing (like killing Didier). Now, when La Fille happens, Anton is forced to confront someone Aaron was associated with, and really cared about . . .three guesses who . . . right! Aimée! Hehe, so anyway, he sees Aimée, and has sort of a mental breakdown. In the end of La Fille, we see him as Apollo (named for his powers), crossed between Anton and Aaron. Apollo decides to go on a little trip to go see Belladonna, hoping she can clue him into what happened to him. Well, that didn't work out . . . and the rest, you can read above : D in Rogue4787's Review Comment.
That's all, right? Well let me know if I forgot you! And hopefully you realize who Apollo is now!!
--Foo