Y'all know the dilly yo, that I don't own these characters, marvel or anything else. Sometimes I wish I did, but wishing ain't having… oh well. Y'all know the drill.. blah blah blah.
This story doesn't really fit in with the X-Men Evolution timeline at all nor would I try to make it to. However, in this story, Gambit was an acolyte, and Magneto disappeared. Oh yes, and the first meeting with Gambit and Rogue and the card and the whole media thing still happened. Oh, and Evan doesn't exist in this story or he's off with the morlocks because I don't really need a whole bunch of characters to incorporate into the story, since this is really a ROMY story. Everything else is all A/U but in a beautiful way. Enjoy!
Somewhere I Belong
The crowd was busy and it made it easy for him to blend in. He lowered his head in case anyone noticed his unusual eyes. He hadn't eaten during the whole day and he needed money desperately for food. Then he noticed the bulging back pocket of a man. It must contain a lot of cash, he thought.
He quickened his steps as he casually walked up behind the man. A swift movement will do the job and you will have the means to eat for days, he told himself.
His fingers were ready for the swipe. As soon as his little fingers touched the wallet, a hand gripped his wrist.
"Gotcha!" The man declared as he yanked the boy to face him.
The young nine-year old child struggled within the man's grasp, but the man squeezed his wrist tighter.
"Ain't going anywhere 'til y'answer a few questions, oui?" The man told him.
The boy struggled a few more minutes before he finally gave up.
"Much better. Where are your parents?" The man asked him as he examined the boy. The boy was dressed in a ripped pair of pants and a dirty white t-shirt. His hair was long and unruly and the boy had the most unusual eyes. They were bloody red. Yet, the man wasn't taken back by the boy's eyes. There was something about this boy that made the man like him.
"Ain't got any." The boy replied bluntly. He just wanted the man to leave him alone. He did not need to be reminded that his parents abandoned him and that he didn't even have a single memory of how his parents even looked like.
"What's y'name?" The man asked persistently.
"Ain't got one." The boy replied bluntly again.
"Where y'live?" The man asked.
"Wherever. Don' matter." The boy answered shortly.
"Y're quite de pickpocket. Just need t'know better den t'pick de pockets of de leader of de T'ieves Guild." The man commented offhandedly.
The boy's eyes widened as he became suddenly impressed with the infamous thief in front him. This was Jean-Luc Lebeau, the leader of the Thieves Guild, the master thief of all time.
The man chuckled at the boy's reaction. "Heard of me b'fore, den?"
The boy managed to nod his head.
"How y'want be part of de family?"
The boy dropped his mouth in surprise. This was definitely not going the way he had planned at all.
"Well, what y'say?" The man asked again.
The boy managed to nod his head again, while at the same time he prayed to himself that this was not a dream.
"Terrific. Y'll be a great t'ief wit' some training. Hmm.. Y'name will be Remy Lebeau. How about dat?" The man asked him apprehensively.
Remy Lebeau. He finally had a name. He finally had a family. He loved it. The boy's smile widened and he managed to nod his head again.
Jean-Luc chuckled as he placed a hand on his new son's shoulder. "Welcome to de family, Remy." He said as he led the boy back to the limo that was awaiting them.
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He let out another laugh at his cousin's Lapin's joke. Remy was with his cousin, Lapin, and brother, Henri in the local bar where they were definitely too young to be there. But being the renowned sons of the great thieves of the guild, they could have gotten in anywhere.
"Ton shot, Remy." Henri stated annoyingly. They've been playing pool for the past hour, and like usual, Henri had been the one losing.
"Y'T'ink being de next in line for leadership, y'be a better pool player, mon frere." Remy commented and chuckled as his brother narrowed his eyes and gave Remy a glare.
"Just shoot." He said in a tone that sounded more like a demand.
Remy just let out another chuckle before he sunk another ball into the corner pocket. Henri let out a little angry growl at the great shot.
As Remy got ready for another shot, a beautiful voice said, "Y'fellas gonna be done anytime soon?"
He looked up and thought he saw an angel. Standing in front of him, across the pool table was a gorgeous blonde haired blue eyes bombshell. She was dressed in a sheer pink top with a nude colored tank top underneath. She was also dressed in a pair of short denim shorts and she looked like a goddess. Remy's shot flew wide as the ball bounced off the table.
This time it was Henri who let out the chuckle. "Always so suave wit' de filles." He murmured to himself.
The girl giggled at Remy's reaction to her.
Remy quickly regain his composure and put on a confident smile that he knew always got the ladies melting into his hands. He looked at her seductively and she blushed under his gaze. Finally he walked up to her and picked up her hand.
"Enchante, chere." He said and kissed her hand.
She blushed even more. "Nice t'meet y' too." She replied in a high-pitched voice.
"Y'gonna tell me y'name or y'gonna let lil ol' Remy here, suffer?" Remy asked her flirtatiously.
"Je m'appelle Belladonna." She told him.
"Belle, y'certainly are, ma cherie." He said as he suddenly found himself wrapping an arm around her waist.
She didn't seem to reject to his boldness as she felt his head lowered to her ear.
"Y'wanna get out of here, chere?" He asked in a husky voice.
She could only nod in response and it didn't take long before Remy led her out of the dark smoke-filled bar to somewhere a lot more private and only exclusive for two.
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"REMY!" She shrieked loudly.
A very wet Belladonna was drenched from head to toe and was floating by the edge of the lake. The moonlight was shining brightly and she had snuck out to meet Remy by their favorite make-out spot. However, as soon as she arrived there, Remy had pushed her into the lake from behind.
A smiling Remy bent down to meet the glaring Bella. "Nice t'see y' too, chere."
"HMPH!" She huffed and pretended to be angry.
Yet his eyes just crinkled up in amusement as he let out another laugh.
Suddenly, she looked at him the way she always did when she wanted him. He stopped laughing and marveled at how beautiful his girl was.
"Remy… come a lil closer. I wanna give y' a lil somet'ing special." She purred.
He lowered his face closer to hers and closed his eyes, expecting her to kiss him.
Before he knew it, he was yanked into the water too and a soon laughing Bella was beside him.
When he realized what she had done, he started to splash water at her. They embarked on a water war but after a few minutes, Bella was yelling for mercy, as she knew that she could never beat Remy.
He swam towards her and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her passionately and deeply. He never thought love could feel so great.
When he finally pulled away from her to catch a breather, the words came tumbling out of his mouth before he could even stop it.
"Je t'aime, Bella."
Her eyes glistened as the words she had been longing to hear were finally said.
"Je t'aime aussi, Remy." She whispered and pulled him in for another kiss.
The moon continued to shine brightly on the two young lovers. At that very moment, Remy couldn't remember a time he had felt so incredibly happy.
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"Julien, I don't wanna fight y'." Remy told the angry blonde man who was standing in front of him.
"Y'ain't not'ing but a no good t'ief and I would die before I let y' marry Belladonna." Julien growled as he gripped his sword.
"Ain't up t'y' Julien. Bella and I love each ot'er. Y'ain't gonna stop us." Remy said with determination.
"She don' love y'. Y' are a t'ief. Y'ain't never gonna be good enough for an assassin and definitely not the daughter of de leader of de assassins." Julien retorted as he circled the young man.
"Fuck dat bullshit. We gonna be toget'er even if we have t'leave the guilds." Remy responded. However, this answer was definitely the wrong one to give because before he even knew it, Julien's sword shot towards him.
Remy blocked the oncoming sword with his own that Julien had threw at him from before.
"FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!" Julien screamed as he attempted to strike Remy.
A few more meetings of the sword, Remy had aimed his sword at the side of Julien's torso. The sword sunk into Julien's torso, quick and easy. Julien's eyes widened with shock of the impact as Remy quickly yanked the sword out. The damage was done though, and Julien dropped to the ground.
Suddenly, Remy heard her voice screaming as her feet pounded against the ground.
"JULIEN!" She cried when she saw her brother lying in a puddle of blood, in front Remy's feet. She collapsed in front of her brother and cradled him to her. "Please be okay, Jules, please be okay." She begged him.
"Bella, I.."
Her head whipped up to meet the pair of apologetic red eyes. Her eyes held nothing but hatred and anger. "WHAT DE FUCK DID Y'DO, REMY??" She screamed at him.
"I'm sorry, Bella. It ain't supposed t'be like dis." Remy tried to explain to her and moved closer to her.
"DON'T FUCKING COME NEAR ME! I HATE Y '!" She screamed again as she held her brother protectively.
"Julien, it'll be okay. I promise. Just be okay." She whispered to her bleeding brother.
"Y'don't mean dat. We love each ot'er, Bella. We always did." Remy said in an attempt to convince himself more than her. His heart felt like it had just been shattered into a thousand pieces. He had given this girl all the love he had possessed. He would have given her the moon if she asked for him because they loved each other. They loved each other, they have always loved each other, he kept telling himself in his mind.
She glared at him when he said those words. She was beyond disgusted and she showed it. "Why, Remy? Why did y'do it? What de hell did y'do, Remy?"
"I'm sorry. Dis wasn't supposed to happen." He responded.
"I hate you." She simply said.
"Y'don't mean dat. We love each ot'er, Bella." He said with desperation. The pain inside him was unbearable when she said those words.
"I don't love y'. Never did. Leave!" She bellowed at him with spite and hatred, as she continued to cradle her brother's body in her arms.
His whole body felt like it was on fire and the pain just kept getting worse and worse. He didn't know what to do except turn around and run. Maybe if he ran hard enough and far enough, it would stop hurting, but it didn't. He ran back to the only place where he knew he would be safe, where he would be protected, where he would be accepted.
He ran home.
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He turned the doorknob and slipped quietly into the house. The lights were dimmed as he passed the great hall. "Remy, get in here." A voice said from darkness of the great hall.
It was Jean-Luc's voice. He must know, Remy thought. It's okay, he's your father, and he loves you no matter what. That's what a family is all about. Remy told himself repeatedly.
Remy stepped into the great hall and his father was seated in a great grand chair. His face darkened at the sight of Remy.
"What de hell did y't'ink y' were doing t'night, Remy?" His father all but yelled at him.
Remy jumped a bit at his father's tone. Jean-Luc had never talked to him like this before.
"I.. Julien threatened me and I had t' defend m'self, papa." Remy stammered as he tried to explain to his father what had happened.
"Y'killed de boy, Remy. Y'started a new war wit' de assassins. How stupid can y'be???" His father shouted at him as he got up from his chair. Jean-Luc's eyes burned with fury.
"Papa, I'm sorry. Please. I'm sorry." Remy pleaded to his father. This isn't supposed to be like this. He's my father, he's supposed to love me and forgive me. He's supposed to understand, Remy thought as the realization of his 'father's' harsh words were sinking in.
"SORRY?? First, y'fell in love wit' not just any assassin, but de daughter of de leader, den y'kill de heir t'de guild, and all y'can say is dat y're SORRY?? Are y'fucking stupid, Remy? Because of y'beyond idiotic actions, a new war may start after bot' guilds have had over ten years of peace." Jean-Luc exclaimed.
"Please, papa. Give me a chance. I'll make it better. I'm sorry." Remy pleaded again.
"It was a mistake t'take y'in, Remy. De only t'ing y'can do, is leave and never come back." Jean-Luc stated bitterly.
"Papa, I'm sorry." The young man looked at his father and said.
"Sorry doesn't cut it, Remy. Y'possibly just started a new war wit' de Assassins. And over what? Over a femme! How can ya be so stupid? I t'ought I raised y'better den dat!" His father yelled at him.
"But… Papa, I'm sorry. Please." The young man pleaded with his father.
"You've disappointed me, Remy. You don't have a home here anymore." The man said before turning his back on his son.
The words cut into his heart as if it were a thousand knives. He was convinced that a thousand knives would hurt less than what he felt at the moment. Everything he ever thought was real in his life turned out to be one big lie all within a few hours. The pain was unbearable.
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Rogue clutched her heart as she relived his life. The pain ached a thousand times more than the night she had felt it. Tears were flowing uncontrollably as she cried for him. All the tears that he didn't let out, she let out for him.
She looked down at the unconscious Remy before her feet. He was beginning to stir, and she could not have him know that she knew.
"Simulation End! Doors Open!" She yelled.
The doors opened for her and before she left, she looked at him one last time and whispered, "I'm sorry."
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