A/N: Sorry everyone for not updating over the weekend but my friend asked me to a BBQ and needless to say I was out of it (drunk!) by the end of the night and ended up staying for the whole weekend, thus being unable to update! However I'm sorry to admit that updates may not be coming a regularly as I want them to! School starts in a few days and that means I may only be able to update at the weekend but I will try and add multiple chapters then!
These characters aren't mine! But if Marvel at anytime feel like giving Gambit to his fans, namely me, then I can live with that! Lol, of course I'd share him with my readers! Thanks are at the end of this chapter!
"Ah guess it's better comin' from ya'll than John." She said as she nodded at the teenager in the front of the jeep. His head hanging over the arm of his chair, not a bump in the road waking him up as he continually hit his head on the chair arm. Drool hanging from his mouth and making its way towards the chair arm. "Guess de trip must have warn him out." Said Pitor as he quickly glanced back at the two in the review mirror, "He never stopped jumping around and dancing!"
"Ah don't care what he neva stopped doin' just remind meh neva t' sit in that seat again!" she said as she cringed at the drool, "Remy think mayb' next time we leave him behind." Remy said as they all nodded in agreement. – recap.
She sat in the large arm chair in Magneto's office, nervously rubbing her hands together and occasionally letting out a frustrated sigh. She had been waiting in there for almost twenty minuets and Magneto had said he would be back in only five.
Letting out another frustrated sigh she turned to face the doorway as she heard footsteps just outside the door. The door handle slowly turned and Magneto walked in, shortly followed by a hideous man dressed in a brown cloak. Magneto took his seat opposite her and the other man sat at the end of the desk.
Magneto gestured to the other man, "This is Mastermind he works for me." She eyed the man carefully and turned back to Magneto, "No offence Magneto but why is he here?"
"Rogue, please call me Eric. He is here because he is the only member of my team who has psychic powers that could prove useful in your tutelage." She lowered her head, "Mah, temper ya'll mean!" She stated dryly and with bitterness for herself in her voice. "No Rogue, that is not what I mean, I mean your powers, as in multiple powers." He turned to look at Mastermind.
"Rogue I hope you will not take offence to this but I had Mastermind take as much of a look into you mind as he could manage, he attempted this while you were asleep as this is the time when most mental shields are lowered slightly."
"Ya looked in mah head with out permission!" She yelled through gritted teeth as she madly fought for control of her emotions. "Yes it was the only way we could. Though needless to say, Mystique was right about your powers while you we're in the brotherhood, your mind cannot be accessed by psychics!"
"But the professor, he, he stopped all those voices they all disappeared!"
"No Rogue, it appears that he was merely strengthening your mental shields. It appears he did this every other night while you were sleeping, meaning . . ."
"Meaning, the voices and powers are gonna start again, right?" She asked her eyes pleading for him to no.
He took his time in answering her question, "I believe the powers will begin to fluctuate again, but the voices may not be more than mere whispers." She frowned at what he was telling her, "But their all so strong!" She stated, "I know Rogue, but it appears that Xavier has managed to convince all of them that this body," He gestured at her, "Is not their own and therefore even if they did get control they would not be able to hold on to it."
She glanced worriedly between the two men, "So what does this mean?" The other man spoke for the first time, his voice making her cringe, "It means miss, that the powers, provided you practise, will be at your beck and call." She glanced back to Magneto, "Everything, ah'll be able t' control 'em all, the healing factors, psychic powers, everything?" Magneto nodded his head. "They won't be random an' ah'll have control?"
"Only with practise!" Eric reminded her with a stern voice.
"Does that mean," She sighed and looked down again, "Psychic practises?" She lifted her head to see Eric nodding, "Mastermind can help you with the psychic abilities as can Pyro, as his powers are closely connected to his brain activities. These are the only two with psychic connected powers and any help they offer will be all they have, you may have to look for other psychic's memories, in your own mind, to help with powers such as telepathy and telekinesis."
"Go inside mah head, ya'll mean?" She asked whishing he'd say no to this as well. "That may well be the case but mastermind, with your help, can pass images onto the psyches to make them see things differently to reality." She looked doubtfully at them both and them excused herself, walking to the door she turned back briefly. "How do ah activate the powers?"
"My dear, just concentrate on the person's powers you whish to use." Replied the old man sitting with Eric.
"Ok Rogue, just concentrate! Think about . . . Kurt, ok." She spoke heavily to match her breathing, this was her first attempt and she had decided against using Kitty's powers encase she got stuck in something, and she wasn't so sure Kurt was the right choice either. "Ok, now focus on his power and think where ya want t' be, and . . ." Bamf!
She held her eyes tightly shut not wanting to open them and see what had happened. The air had taken on a musky smell that seemed all to familiar, along with the brimstone one that was the trademark of the power she'd just used. She still held her eyes shut not wanting to know where she'd managed to take herself.
"Chere?" She heard Remy practically screech as she felt the smoke clearing. Slowly she lifted her head and began to open her eyes. Unable to stop herself as she realised what was in front of her she burst into a fit of laughter.
There was stood Remy, dressed only in his new boxers with the card print on them, his hair still dripping from the shower he had taken and partly covering his face. His Red eyes glowing in the dim light, his body lean and muscular. The water slowly running down his body just begging to be whipped away and then for his body to be kissed. (A/N: I'll volunteer! As I'm sure many readers will! We can share!) She was tempted to run her hands along his chest and six pack feel every curve of his muscular structure beneath he finger tips. She however, continued to giggle as he attempted to cover himself up with his bed sheet.
"Ya know ah only made ya'll buy 'em ah never said anythin' 'bout wearin' 'em!" His cheeks began to glow red as she began to laugh, again. "Remy only doin' it for ya, chere!" He stated as he dropped the quilt and began to chase her round his room, "Eep!" She screamed as he grabbed for her, she closed her eyes and suddenly felt the cold, metallic floor of the gym again.
"Ah said somewhere ah wanted t' go!" She practically screamed at the walls, "Then again ah guess ah did kinda want t' see that, Rem, in his boxers!" She whispered to herself, "Ewww, no, no ah didn't!" She yelled again. "Ok ah can do Kurt, maybe ah should try something else! Ah know, Evan!" She smiled at the boy's name, whishing that he hadn't had to leave them. "Ok here goes nothing!" She stated as she slowly grew several spikes out of her arm, grimacing at the pain.
Then she quickly, using the force from growing them as fast as she could, propelled them out of her arm and into the punch bag, "oops!" She stated as she though about what Pitor would do to her, after all it was his favourite punch bag! The she counter the spikes in the punch bag, "Wait that's not right ah had five . . ." She closed her eyes and steadied her breathing looking down at her arm she noted that the fifth was in fact, still in her arm.
Grimacing as she grabbed it and slowly began to pull, she decided the pain would be over quicker if she just yanked it out. However she decided that probably hadn't been the best thing to do as she had forgotten to concentrate on Evan's powers and now the wound wouldn't heal. (A/N: he'd have to have a small healing factor like marrow, right?) "OW!" She screamed as the blood began to seep from her arm and onto the floor, a deep red puddle surrounding her crouched and sobbing form.
"think now'd be a good time t' get down t' de fille, non?" Asked Remy as he sat up in Magneto's office closely watching the girl practice with her powers. "Just wait for a few moments, I whish to see if she can still think straight while in pain."
"But, merde! De fille gonna bleed t' death!" Yelled Remy as Magneto merely nodded towards the screen. "See she's beginning to clear her head, though I would have hoped she could have done it faster!"
"Merde! It b' de fille's first try at dis, an' ya b' de one who told her dat control would only come wit' practise!"
"Mister LeBeau! Please refrain from swearing in my presence. And in case you haven't noticed Rogue thinks a lot faster while under pressure! She is more aware of her surroundings and knows exactly what will bring down her opponent in a fight, more so than anyone I have ever met!" Remy just looked back at the screen as the girl stood up, the bleeding had stopped and the cut on her arm had nearly disappeared. "Mayb' dat be right but how ya going' t' test dat theory?"
"Simple you're all going on a short skiing trip in the resort, just up the mountain from here!" Said Magneto with a cunning grin on his face.
"Skiing?" gulped Remy, "When?"
"We shall leave the girl to practise for the majority of tonight then tomorrow she will spend most of the day practising with Master mind. Shortly after finishing this she will phone the resort and use telepathy to convince the worker that you have a booking and fully paid for a couple of days stay. Then on that day and you will all arrive shortly after the phone call."
"Skiing?" Asked Remy again, "Yes Gambit Skiing, it's about time you learnt! And besides from you Pyro also needs to cure his fear of the snow!"
"Skiing!" Remy practically squealed with fear. "skiing, bad!" He muttered as Magneto walked out of his office shacking his head. "Skiing!" Gambit Squealed one last time as he cover his face with his hands like a small child, "Skiing very bad!"
Thanks:
Caliente – Sorry! It was just me loosing my mind, lol.
DBZpunkchick – Very short review, lol, I'm glad you like. Short and to the point!
Ishandahalf – Yep he should, I mean I'd probably give him a few broken bones! Oh well maybe it's his sexy, memorising voice! Sorry can't help myself!
Nightcrawler03 – He died from legacy virus, a virus mutants get. Anyway he realised the dream, Xavier's, was right and died saving Senator Kelly's life and stopping an oncoming war! Or something like that, I'm not really sure if the war was stopped but hey I can pretend!
Rogue77 – I know there's so much Romyness now, but I love it anyway! May have to look at your story! Though I must admit, and I'm probably one of these people, I feel that sometimes they're too out of character, when the Romyness is written. Yep I'm defiantly one of those people!
Unmedicated one – Sorry about not updating! My none existent social life began to beckon again now school's nearing! Bah, humbug! Social life, humpf!
Wiccage – Thanks for the stuff on sinister I believe it may help me out quiet a bit, do you know what effect Rogue's powers have on him? Big Pyro fan, by any chance? Or just like me and think he's pretty kewl for a character you thought you'd never like?
Yumiko – Thanks for just reading! But it is nice to know what you think and that you enjoy reading! I've decided to put that yummy Remy in for you, in fact I'm just going back to add more detail. P.S. thought you'd like the shower part, yum, wet dripping Remy!
A/N: Ok this chapter's up, I've said my thanks now it's your turn to review and make me a happy writer so I can try and make you a happy reader, lol I'm beginning to confuse myself, I must have destroyed too many brain cells over the weekend! Oops! And please help does anyone know what Rogue's touch does to Sinister, does it have an affect?