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PROJECT: SENTINEL CHAPTER THREE
"Logan, Bobby this is Warren Worthington he is a former student of the school he is here for our help in locating a thief that stole valuable information from his office." Logan just nodded in acknowledgement and Bobby shook his hand eagerly. The x-men were assembled in the war room Scott had been glad to see his old friend again and the two arranged to catch up on old times after things had been sorted out.
"So what did this guy take?" Logan asked not really caring but acting interested anyway.
"He copied all of my information on, missile guidance, super processor's and smart chips that Worthington-Tech designed for the government I'd like to get it back before the government gets wind of anything. I really don't want to have to deal with the fed's."
"But how can we help?" Bobby was genuinely excited about the prospect of his first x-men mission but had no idea how they'd fit in.
"the thief was a mutant" Storm said this more to confirm it to herself than to answer Bobby's question, something had been troubling her since she first heard that a mutant thief had stole from Warren, she didn't know how many mutant thieves there were but she had the feeling that this was more than a coincidence. {It can't be him why would Gambit steal weapons contracts} "Warren perhaps you could describe this thief and his powers so we know who were looking for."
"Of course professor. He was about 6'1'', reddish brown hair, lean but muscular, wearing a black armoured body suit and a trench coat." {Oh Godess}
"Anything else?"
"Yes he had red eyes and threw playing cards that blow up on impact. He also spoke with an accent French I think. He said his name was Gambit although that's probably a codename." "Is there something wrong Storm?" professor Xavier asked noting the worried expression on her face
"Yes there is...I know this man, this thief, he was a friend of mine some years ago."
"A THIEF!" Scott was shocked to say the least.
"You cannot judge him, he is a good person he saved my life, he was like a brother to me when I had no-one else."
"But he's a thief."
"So was I when I was a child in Cairo." "But he is not a child picking pockets he's an adult committing serious crimes."
"I don't pretend to know the reason for him to target Warren's company but I'm sure there is one he IS a good man."
"Then perhaps you could contact him and find out his reasons." Warren who had stayed silent during Scott and Ororo's exchange spoke up seizing the possible opportunity to retrieve his property.
"No I'm afraid I cannot, I haven't heard from him in 4 years we parted company when I arrived here, all I got was one letter to tell me he was safe and to wish me luck. I don't know where he is now." "Then you don't know WHO he is now either." Logan who's interest had been aroused by the turn in the conversation said what everyone else was thinking. "I know in his heart Remy LeBeau is an honourable man, despite his profession." "Alright Ororo we will concentrate on finding this Remy LeBeau and finding out why he stole from Warren."
"Thank you professor, and his accent is Cajun not French."
"I'll attempt to locate him through cerebro, everyone be ready to leave immediately I'll only be able to get a basic area to search and we won't have much time." The assembled team all left to prepare for the mission but Scott stopped storm before she exited.
"Ororo I'm sorry I shouldn't have reacted like that you're right I don't know this man and I should have trusted your judgement."
"It's fine Scott, Remy was never one to inspire trust but I know I'm right about him."
{Please don't make me a liar Remy.}
"Bourbon wit' ice mon ami" "here ya go 3 bucks." "Merci" Gambit was sitting in a jazz bar in lower Manhattan replaying his earlier meeting over and over in his mind, he was used to receiving sideways glances from barfly's a guy wearing sunglasses indoors wasn't the most unusual thing you could see, but it wasn't common either. That wasn't what was worrying him though every time he had crossed path's with Victor Creed innocent people had gotten killed and Gambit had been ultimately responsible for it. {why does Magneto want info on government weapons contracts. If what he says is true why would a mutant like Worthington design mutant hunting robots? But Magneto can tear de metal components in half no problem why would he need details and diagrams?... Don' kid y'self Remy ya already know the answer, de' question is what are ya gonna do about it?} 25 minutes ago: "X-men I have a location for you to search, there is a strange flux coming from a bar in Manhattan it's a very weak signal almost like static disrupting the signal. Be careful I also picked up Sabretooth's signal in the area only a few hours ago." "Great so this guy's working with Sabretooth?" "No Logan he wouldn't." "whatever Ro seems like a hell of a coincidence though." "yes indeed it does." Now: {} Remy LeBeau looked up from his drink as the door swung open and in walked an old friend, she may have been a few years older but there was no mistaking the mocha skin and white hair, he would have ran up to her and hugged her for all the years gone by but the fact she was accompanied by a tall guy in an odd looking black visor, a short hairy unfriendly looking man and Remy's latest victim told him employing his trademark poker face would be better. "hello Remy."
Units alpha 2, 3 and 4 respond //unit alpha 2 awaiting orders.// //unit alpha 3 awaiting orders.// //unit alpha 4 awaiting orders.// "destination New York city, target Warren Worthington locate and terminate." //acknowledged Commander Trask// //acknowledged Commander Trask// //acknowledged Commander Trask// As the three mutant hunting Sentinels leave the underground bunker to eliminate the evidence of his involvement with the elimination of Mutant kind Commander Bolivar Trask looks over the 597 remaining inactive units and his vision for the future appears closer than ever to becoming reality he can't help but smile. "times up muties."
Please review and chapter 4 should be up on Saturday thanks 4 reading.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed.I'm still trying to figure out why the dialougue gets mashed together when I upload it's not like that when I write it.
PROJECT: SENTINEL CHAPTER THREE
"Logan, Bobby this is Warren Worthington he is a former student of the school he is here for our help in locating a thief that stole valuable information from his office." Logan just nodded in acknowledgement and Bobby shook his hand eagerly. The x-men were assembled in the war room Scott had been glad to see his old friend again and the two arranged to catch up on old times after things had been sorted out.
"So what did this guy take?" Logan asked not really caring but acting interested anyway.
"He copied all of my information on, missile guidance, super processor's and smart chips that Worthington-Tech designed for the government I'd like to get it back before the government gets wind of anything. I really don't want to have to deal with the fed's."
"But how can we help?" Bobby was genuinely excited about the prospect of his first x-men mission but had no idea how they'd fit in.
"the thief was a mutant" Storm said this more to confirm it to herself than to answer Bobby's question, something had been troubling her since she first heard that a mutant thief had stole from Warren, she didn't know how many mutant thieves there were but she had the feeling that this was more than a coincidence. {It can't be him why would Gambit steal weapons contracts} "Warren perhaps you could describe this thief and his powers so we know who were looking for."
"Of course professor. He was about 6'1'', reddish brown hair, lean but muscular, wearing a black armoured body suit and a trench coat." {Oh Godess}
"Anything else?"
"Yes he had red eyes and threw playing cards that blow up on impact. He also spoke with an accent French I think. He said his name was Gambit although that's probably a codename." "Is there something wrong Storm?" professor Xavier asked noting the worried expression on her face
"Yes there is...I know this man, this thief, he was a friend of mine some years ago."
"A THIEF!" Scott was shocked to say the least.
"You cannot judge him, he is a good person he saved my life, he was like a brother to me when I had no-one else."
"But he's a thief."
"So was I when I was a child in Cairo." "But he is not a child picking pockets he's an adult committing serious crimes."
"I don't pretend to know the reason for him to target Warren's company but I'm sure there is one he IS a good man."
"Then perhaps you could contact him and find out his reasons." Warren who had stayed silent during Scott and Ororo's exchange spoke up seizing the possible opportunity to retrieve his property.
"No I'm afraid I cannot, I haven't heard from him in 4 years we parted company when I arrived here, all I got was one letter to tell me he was safe and to wish me luck. I don't know where he is now." "Then you don't know WHO he is now either." Logan who's interest had been aroused by the turn in the conversation said what everyone else was thinking. "I know in his heart Remy LeBeau is an honourable man, despite his profession." "Alright Ororo we will concentrate on finding this Remy LeBeau and finding out why he stole from Warren."
"Thank you professor, and his accent is Cajun not French."
"I'll attempt to locate him through cerebro, everyone be ready to leave immediately I'll only be able to get a basic area to search and we won't have much time." The assembled team all left to prepare for the mission but Scott stopped storm before she exited.
"Ororo I'm sorry I shouldn't have reacted like that you're right I don't know this man and I should have trusted your judgement."
"It's fine Scott, Remy was never one to inspire trust but I know I'm right about him."
{Please don't make me a liar Remy.}
"Bourbon wit' ice mon ami" "here ya go 3 bucks." "Merci" Gambit was sitting in a jazz bar in lower Manhattan replaying his earlier meeting over and over in his mind, he was used to receiving sideways glances from barfly's a guy wearing sunglasses indoors wasn't the most unusual thing you could see, but it wasn't common either. That wasn't what was worrying him though every time he had crossed path's with Victor Creed innocent people had gotten killed and Gambit had been ultimately responsible for it. {why does Magneto want info on government weapons contracts. If what he says is true why would a mutant like Worthington design mutant hunting robots? But Magneto can tear de metal components in half no problem why would he need details and diagrams?... Don' kid y'self Remy ya already know the answer, de' question is what are ya gonna do about it?} 25 minutes ago: "X-men I have a location for you to search, there is a strange flux coming from a bar in Manhattan it's a very weak signal almost like static disrupting the signal. Be careful I also picked up Sabretooth's signal in the area only a few hours ago." "Great so this guy's working with Sabretooth?" "No Logan he wouldn't." "whatever Ro seems like a hell of a coincidence though." "yes indeed it does." Now: {} Remy LeBeau looked up from his drink as the door swung open and in walked an old friend, she may have been a few years older but there was no mistaking the mocha skin and white hair, he would have ran up to her and hugged her for all the years gone by but the fact she was accompanied by a tall guy in an odd looking black visor, a short hairy unfriendly looking man and Remy's latest victim told him employing his trademark poker face would be better. "hello Remy."
Units alpha 2, 3 and 4 respond //unit alpha 2 awaiting orders.// //unit alpha 3 awaiting orders.// //unit alpha 4 awaiting orders.// "destination New York city, target Warren Worthington locate and terminate." //acknowledged Commander Trask// //acknowledged Commander Trask// //acknowledged Commander Trask// As the three mutant hunting Sentinels leave the underground bunker to eliminate the evidence of his involvement with the elimination of Mutant kind Commander Bolivar Trask looks over the 597 remaining inactive units and his vision for the future appears closer than ever to becoming reality he can't help but smile. "times up muties."
Please review and chapter 4 should be up on Saturday thanks 4 reading.