I disclaim I disclaim I disclaim! I don't own X-men, I don't own
Marvel, I don't own Fox Studios. I wish I was Stan Lee, for only one
day, just so I could bring back TAS and Evo (As he is the creator of
X-Men), but alas I am not. I am only a simple fanfiction writer.
"Gawd dammit Logan, Ah can walk on m'own!" The (loud) Southern Belle quickly arguing with the man that was carrying her down the steps from her bedroom that she shared with Jubilation Lee and Kitty Pryde, still dressed in her nightgown, it was past eleven in the morning and she still hadn't been able to get out of bed to eat breakfast.
"Now darlin', stop your bitchin' and moanin' and just listen." He crooned gently to her, stroking her hair as they paused in the foyer. "You just got released from the medical lab last night, Hank said you had to take it easy, I don't want nothin' happening to you. And I don't want to hear you use that damn foul language again, got me?" Logan, the Mighty Wolverine, had somehow become a teddy bear over night and was becoming the worlds worst mother hen when it came to Marie.
With a sigh of acquiescence, Marie placed her head on his shoulder and mumbled softly under her breath. "All raght, just this once though... Ah don't need any special favahs from anyone, includin' you." Logan grinned lightly and moved into the kitchen where he could make her a breakfast fit for a princess.
As they entered the kitchen, Logan had to stop for a moment; sitting at the table was none other than the red eyed demon boy himself. Remy LeBeau. He had been released from Hank's care this morning it seems, and was now making himself nice and comfortable like by raiding the fridge, and reading the newspaper. Logan let out a soft growl, of course Remy had done nothing wrong when it came to the altercation that Marie had been in, but it didn't matter much to Logan, he still didn't like the son of a bitch. Something about him just made Logan want to shish kabob him. Perhaps it was the devil may care attitude, the happy go lucky smirk on his face, the loner attitude. If only Logan realized that they were all the qualities that he himself possessed.
"Well well well de homme dat - - " Remy cut himself off as he looked up over the newspaper at "Shorty" and the person he was carrying. More importantly, it wasn't "Shorty" he was looking at, but the person in his arms. It was his ange, the woman that he had seen the night in the park. He gave a soft smile. "Mornin' Cherie, 'ope y'dun mind sharin' de table wit' Remy." He began to totally ignore Logan, who seemed to clinch his arms around Marie faintly tighter.
Marie's eyes flickered open, and she slowly glanced towards the man sitting at the table, and she smiled briefly. It was the guy from the park. He was a sweet man, of course she had only met him for a total of about fifteen minutes before they had been attacked, but he seemed just positively sweet to her. That's when she could feel the strain on her lungs. "Ow, ow, ow! Logan put meh down if yah gonna squeeze me lahke that!"
"Oh sorry darlin'." He set Marie down in a chair away from the Cajun swamp rat, and eyed him for a moment, while it seemed Remy was attempting not to laugh. "I'm going to make you something to eat, then we're going to take you back up to your room so you can rest."
As Marie began to try and argue, Logan turned and headed towards the fridge to see what types of goodies awaited there. Remy set the newspaper down and smiled towards Marie. "Glad t'see dat y'be all right Chere. Remy been awful worried bout y'since de night in de park."
Marie shyly looked up at Remy, her voice was soft. "Ah nevah got to thank ya for helpin' meh. If yah hadn't been there then Ah mighta not survived." She gave the simplest and sweetest smile as she pushed a gloved hand through her hair.
"Well den it be Remy's honor t'take dat thank ya right now. Dough it was his pleasure t'help a belle fille like y'out. So y'are very welcome mon chere." He winked at her, before picking up his coffee and taking a long sip of it.
Logan cleared his throat loudly, grabbing a cucumber, and with a SNIKT began to slice it up, while eyeing the Cajun with intent. 'Hopefully the pud will get it through his skull what this means.' As he finished slicing up the cucumbers, he then began to gather other things for a large omlette, he knew his girl would need her energy, and protein is a good source of energy.
Remy didn't miss the intent upon the massacre of the cucumber, he cleared his throat and crossed his legs without missing a beat. He watched the girl out of the corner of his eye. What type of name is Rogue? Clearly she wasn't a vagrant, perhaps she was some sort of mischevious person. He watched her silently as she curled up in her chair and covered a small yawn. she looked very tired, and worn out. He had heard the blue fuzzy one speak earlier about the fact his ange had been in a coma. For some reason that thought didnt settle well with him. Unfortunately though, he was plucked away from his thoughts very quickly.
"Remy Ettienne LeBeau is that really you?!" The usually -so- quiet Weather Goddess exclaimed as she rushed into the kitchen during her one free period of the school day.
The noise not only caught Remy off guard, but as well as Logan and Marie who both jumped. "God darlin' give a man a moments warnin' next time before you go shrieking." He laughed though as he watched the excited Ororo move quicker towards Remy and sweeping him up in a huge. Marie watched with a curious intent as she chewed on her bottom lip.
"In de flesh Stormy, what y'doin' here? Didn't know y'hung out wit' de likes of.. Shorty." He grinned at Logan's new nickname, which was received with a soft growl coming from the stove area, wrappng his arms around the lithe tall woman, he picked her up in a massive hug. "Mon dieu y'be a sight foh sore eyes dough Stormy. Remy happy t'see ya." As he set her down, he gave a large boyish grin.
"How many times have I told you Remy, not to call me by that ungodly name?" She flicked his ear lightly and smiled. "I could not believe Charles when he spoke that you were here, I had to see it for myself. When did you arrive?"
"Remy.. well.. Remy he uh.." Remy cleared his throat, glancing over towards Shorty at the stove, then to the ange sitting in the chair, before finally meeting the beautiful blue eyes of Ororo Munroe. "Remy arrive de night befoh last. He uh, been kept awful busy dough."
"I brought Gumbo in to find out answers about Marie." Logan stated in an unabashed and unrepentive like matter. "He's been down in the medical lab." He flipped the eggs over in the frying pan, and turned to look at Ororo who was staring at him. "What? It's not like I did any serious damage, just.. Hit him."
"Logan, I cannot believe that you would - -" Ororo began to speak, before Marie cleared her throat, looking to the three other mutants.
"If ya'll gonna argue, Ah think that Ah can make it to tha bedroom on m'own." As all eyes landed upon her, she smiled softly. "Ah just don't wanna hear any arguin' outta the three of ya."
And that was that, settled as it appears to be, Logan turned around and continued to cook up a rather large and generous breakfast for such a tiny girl, Remy and Ororo sat down and spoke softly amongst themselves, and Marie's eyes slowly closed again, resting against the back of her chair.
'So her name be Marie henh? Dat be a beautiful name, de name fittin' foh un ange like her.' He watched the semi-slumbering figure out of the corner of his eye, and gave half hearted answers towards Ororo's questioning. "Uh huh, yea Stormy.. Remy be doin' jus' fine." He gave a small nod, before glancing over to Ororo who was giving him the most perplexed look. "Ce qui? Qu'est-ce que c'est?" (What? What is it?)
"Remy, if I didn't know better, I would think you weren't listening to me." Ororo smiled as she reached over onto the fruit basket that rested in the middle of the table, picking up an orange and began peeling it.
"Course Remy be listenin' t'ya Stormy." Remy cleared his throat, and pulled his attention fully onto the lovely Weather Goddess.
"Then why did you say you were doing fine when I asked you how long you were going to be staying in New York?"
Logan even got a laugh out of that as he brought two large heaping plates over to the table, and gently patted Marie on the shoulder to awaken. Remy's face turned horridly red, though he was thankful that Marie hadn't heard him act like such an idiot, he looked into Storm's eyes and shrugged his shoulders gently. "Remy sorry 'bout dat. Mebbe it be de bump on de back of 'is 'ead actin' up." He grinned as Stormy gave a distasteful look towards Logan, and then stood up walking towards the fridge.
Logan sat down by the sleepy Marie, and began to cut up one plate of food, salting it and peppering it without even glancing towards the Cajun who was watching curiously."Kitty, Jubilee, and Bobby have been given permission to take off the afternoon from classes, so they'll be looking for you soon kid." His voice was gruff as he handed the fork now over towards Marie who took it and began to eat with abandon, she was absolutely famished.
"Mmm-hmmm, Ah kinda figuahed that the Proffessah would let 'em. How they been?" Marie spoke after finishing a big mouthful of food, her eyes slowly glancing over towards Remy a moment, offering a shy smile before she looked back towards Logan.
"Well half-pint and fire cracker have been oddly quiet at night, just proves my point that you're the troublemaker out of the bunch." Logan grins as he felt a kick underneath the table as Marie yelps. "And metal on the shins hurts bare feet." He said without losing a beat, shrugging his shoulders. "Ice-cube seems to be doing all right, he's been keeping to himself, as far as I've seen." It was odd, Logan hadn't even seen Bobby show up at the medical lab the entire time Marie had been down there.
As Remy listened to the conversation, his eyes lingered over Marie once more. The girl was beautiful, but he couldn't understand why she was wearing gloves, it was warm in this place. In fact all of her skin was covered except for her face, he raised an eyebrow, glancing over towards Storm, asking silently as she hands him an ice pack.
"For the bump on your head." She sat back down, glancing to her watch. "I have to go back to class in fifteen minutes, I'm sure that you can find something to do to keep yourself occupied until I'm finished. We have much to catch up on."
"Sure t'ing Stormy, Remy got some questions t'ask ya." He said softly as he put the ice on his bumped head.
Thunderous noises could be heard in the hallway, and all at once, people were flocking into the kitchen. Numerous children who were seemingly all students at the institute began tearing into the kitchen looking for food. A few adults could be seen as well, moving in quietly and taking seats at the table, giving a brief nod of hello to Remy before they went on their way.
"Like oh my god Rogue!!" A squeel of a girl could be heard, before she was seen. Then there she was, stepping literally -through- a boy to get to where Logan and Marie were sitting. This girl just seemed to be a walking blob of absolute pink, and her hair up in a preppy ponytail. "I can't believe that you're down here! You should be like resting or something." The girls arms wrapping around Rogue for a quick hug, before she immediatley let go of her.
"Oh come off it chica, she's fine. See she's up and.. Eww gross what -are- you eating?" A girl in vibrant colours stated as she sat down by Rogue, and began picking off of her plate. The large dangly earrings are what caught Remy's eyes, were those diamonds?"Oh this is really good, Kitty you gotta try this."
"Like eww Jubilee, that has like.. Onions in it." The girl in pink shrieked.
"It's breakfast that Logan made foh meh, he thought Ah was gonna stahve upstairs or somethin'." Marie replied meekly.
With silent observation, Remy noticed that everyone kept a distance away from her. It was as if they were afraid to get too close. He found that quite interesting, as social interaction as well as touching was almost a need for all teenagers. He shook his head lightly, picking up his coffee and taking a drink.
"Rogue." One word, and it held so much emotion, it brought Remy back to watching as he saw a boy of about seventeen years with brown hair coming over towards Marie, and smiling happily. "I was so worried about you. Mister Summers almost made me leave class because I couldn't keep still." Jubilee quickly exited her seat, so the brown haired boy could sit beside Rogue, he took up her hand immediately and held it.
"Ice-cube, give the girl some room, she's going to be overwhelmed if folks keep coming up to her." Logan growled out, he didn't like that kid.
"Bobbay, Ah'm fahne, Logan made meh breakfast, and Ah'm tryin' t'eat if ya'll would just back up some." Her cheeks colouring.
The boy known as Bobby looked over at Logan and smirked lightly. "Sorry, but I want to spend time with -my- girlfriend." He didn't like that man.
Girlfriend? For a brief moment there was a tightening in Remy's chest. What was up with him today? Maybe he had hurt his head worse than he thought, he stared back down at the newspaper. 'So de Ange had a boyfriend henh? He sounded kinda possesive t'Remy.'
Logan rolled his eyes, standing up from the table and took his now empty plate to the sink. "Marie, finish up your food, you need your rest. Just let me know when you're done and I'll take you back to your room." He left the kitchen then, shaking his head the entire way.
"What's his problem?" Bobby snorted, watching the retreating form of the Wolverine. What kind of name is Wolverine anyways? It's not a -scarey- name after all.
"He's jes worried 'bout de fille, mon ami." Remy finally spoke, smiling towards the brown haired boy. "De man cares for her. Mebbe y'should be t'anful for 'im bein' so carin' while y'in class."
'And where in the hell did this guy come from?' Bobby rolled his eyes, shaking his head for a moment, squeezing Rogue's hand gently, before putting an arm over his shoulder. 'Yea that's it man, she's mine.' "Maybe he should give her some space, she isn't a little kid." He glared at Remy for a moment.
"Mebbe -she- can make her own choices, and mebbe -she- don't like bein' talked about like she ain't even heah." Marie stood up, shrugging Bobby's arm off of her, and began to walk slowly out of the kitchen. Kitty and Jubilee quickly standing up and walking alongside of her to offer her help if need be.
"Ah, yes Remy, my time's up. I'll see you this afternoon." Ororo stood up, kissing Remy on the top of his head before exiting the kitchen.
Remy grinned lightly, sitting back and resting his hands on the back of his head, glancing over to Bobby who was glaring at him. "What got a problem homme? Remy t'ink dat y'should stop starin'.. Ain't polite in any type o' company." 'Merde, this kid has a screw loose or somet'in Remy t'ink.'
As Bobby opens his mouth to speak, Kurt walks into the kitchen grinning brightly and bowing to Remy. "Guten tag Remy. I vas not able to give proper introductions, but I am Kurt Vahgner, also known in zhe German Circus as zhe Amazing Nightcrawler. I vanted to say zhat I am very sorry about not rescuing you zhe night in zhe park vhen you and Rogue vere attacked, I did not realize you had helped her." He moved to sit right beside Remy and smiled at him.
Remy raised his eyebrow, giving a very faint smile. 'Odd lookin' homme, den Remy's seen odder.' "It be all right homme, Remy understands dat type o' t'ing. Jes glad y'got t'de femme in time." He brought out his hand to shake with the blue man sitting in front of him, after they shook Remy took his hand back to pick up his coffee. "Dough Remy t'ink dat he woulda rather met de Nightcrawler instead of Shorty, homme hits like a hammer."
Bobby listened intently in on their conversation, not even trying to hide the fact. 'So this is the guy that helped save Rogue? He doesn't look like much.'
"Jah, zhe Volverine does hit awfully hard, should spar vith him sometime." Kurt spoke good-naturedly as he sat back, allowing his tail to swish back and forth behind him.
"Remy'd rather not and say he did. He felt first hand what de home can do, and it ain't pretty, got de bump t'prove it."
"Ah, yes zhat is true you did go toe to toe vith him." Kurt gave a wry grin, before looking at his watch. "Ah, I have to go. I am teaching zhe students about zhe inner vorkings of zhe x-gene today. I hope to speak vith you again sometime soon Remy."
Remy gave a small nod and a smile to the blue man, waiting for him to stand up and go, but he was amazed when he saw him just disappear into the thin air, leaving a small black trail of smoke behind him that smelled like sulphur. Remy coughed softly, waving his hand in front of his face.
As the kitchen was all but empty now besides Remy and Bobby, they connected eyes again. Remy gave a faint grin as Bobby stood up and began walking towards him. "I have one thing to say to you. Leave Rogue alone, she's my girl."
"Or what are y'gonna do t'Remy homme?" Those words were so calm, but there was danger pending.
To prove his point, his hand moved out touching Remy's coffee cup and freezing it into one solid mass, and continued to freeze it until the durable stoneware couldn't handle the cold anymore and it broke. "Get the point?" With that Bobby straightened up and left the kitchen.
Remy stared at the ice particuls a moment, shaking his head. "Dat kid be one bâtard fou." (Crazy bastard)
"So, while this plan still has some problems to iron out, it is almost positively perfect. Now that the chip has been activated, it means she is healed and there will be nothing they can do to remove it without killing her. I was planning on this, and she will have to come to me to have it removed. But there is always. . . a price." Eric Lensherr smiled to his three Acolytes, sitting down at the head of the large conference table. "She will do as I ask, or she will die." Mystique and Sabertooth both looked at each other and smiled, finally all their hard work was going to pay off, but the third Acolyte known as Pyro looked faintly disturbed.
'I have to warn her, she's my friend! I thought this guy was different. He's no different than the mutant-hating humans, hes just a human-hating mutant.' John Allerdyce clicked his lighter, looking over the others in the room through his bangs, all he had to do was figure out how to warn her and the others.'
Author's Notes: All right this is Chapter Number three, so I guess my muse is biting rather well. I know that there isn't much dealing with Magneto just yet, but only snippets, but one must remember, in the movie world, the snippets of the evil characters are usually small, but thought provoking (at least in my mind.) Never fear this will continue on (hopefully) and I will be dealing with more characters soon. And I just realized I typoed Eric's name in the second chapter, I apologize.