Disclaimer: Several new characters are mine, including the plot. X-Men belongs to Marvel and Fox.

Blix: Hehe, yup. It's typical of him. I know what you mean, baaad family fued. o.o

Omala Moola: Roxanne was always a suspicious one =P

Xcoolcomic : I'm glad you like them! But almost all of them die? Only Kurt, Elizabeth and Phantom have died, and a few that weren't as important as them. And anyway, Kurt wasn't my own. All the others are alive! Aurora, Siren, Michael. And they're important! XD Yeah, Scott started off alright then I just developed him. I just wanted some comic relief, and Logan/Scott is the way to go. XD Mind you, he would change a little after he lost Jean.. so..

Araeil: A lot more of her background will be revealed soon. Hehe, we gotta have Wolvie in on a fight. =P

I'm sorry it took so long to update! I had incredible writer's block! But don't worry! I'm back on track now!!

Chapter 13

Never before had Siren cared to learn or understand her brother's mutation. She had never attempted to empathize mutants in general until she herself became one. However, she know that in fighting you had to know what your opponent's weapons were, and how to defend yourself against it. But, she had no idea what was happening. Her bottle green eyes started at him from tumbling blonde strands, narrowed in anger but alert in anxiety. She watched as Gambit pulled a playing card from the brown sleeve of his trench coat and hold it elegantly between two slim gloved fingers. A twist of the two fingers and it twirled lightly to face her, the King of Hearts card staring right at her.

Puzzled and somewhat frightened, Siren rose her guns. Curious to his sanity, as to how a playing card could aid him in a fight. She took a step back, breaths still heavy from her earlier outburst, tears had stillened, but remained resting on her cheekbones delicately before slowly being devoured by the scorching touch of her soft flesh.

"Made ya mind up yet, chere?" Asked Gambit wily, turning the playing card slowly between his two digits in a somewhat taunting manner. His poise was in a fighting stance, bent knees and perfectly placed feet with one arm out for balance, a staff being held.

The guns never strayed from Gambit and she surveyed him with a now narrowed gaze. She didn't reply

"Adrienne.. ?" Said Gambit softly, a brow raising somewhat mockingly, "Back to being scared of ya big brother ain'tcha?"

"No." Muttered Siren, lips then pursing tightly to refraining her from releasing a barrage of angry words.

Gambit's expression shifted to place a contemptuous smirk on his bristly jaw. The twisted eyes of black and red stared at her darkly, waiting. They narrowed viciously Siren was still waiting. She coolly passed a glance to Armande who stepped away silently at her expression. Her head turned back to Gambit, before the guns abruptly fired. Gambit was ready; he lifted from the ground like a shot, leaping upon a stack of bins to the side of the alley. The card he was holding suddenly glowed and it spun freely from his hand in a slow but calculated style before zooming to the fallen bin that had tripped Siren before. Siren's eyes had widened with awe and fear and she watched at the glowing card hit the bin beside her. At the impact, a small explosion rocketed from beside her. She staggered slightly with a gasp, feeling the heat and force of the blast tingle her face. Her eyes stared at the now ruined bin, a mass of misshapened metal on the cold alley floor.

"Havin' doubts, beb?"

Siren's head spun back to Gambit with a breathy noise of anger. Her eyes narrowed once more and she jumped forth, one gloved hand grabbing the metal of a fire exit and hoisting herself off the floor in a jump. Another card spun towards her, she doubled up and it soared beneath her. A muttered curse sounded. Siren flung herself forward, arm tiring from holding her up. Her weight cascaded her to the bins, which Gambit was positioned upon. In her flight a gun lifted and more bullets showered forth. Gambit fell back to avoid the streaming ray of metal, using the bins to block any deadly impact. As the firing once stopped he reappeared, two cards being sent ahead of him. Siren dodged from the blasts with an uncalculated leap, causing her to land unsteadily and almost falling to the concrete. With an annoyed growl she glared back up, eyes seeking her brother. He'd disappeared. She straightened warily, pistols by her side, held tightly in her gloved hands. A shocked breath of a scream sounded as her wrist was roughly grabbed and one gun was dragged free. She spun to see Gambit behind her, now fighting of the second gun. His hand was already on the barrel.

She fired.

He moved his foot just in time and wrestled the gun from her grip even harder. After several drags and pulls, she lost her once tight grip and her eyes saw her last pistol be thrown to the side of the wide alley. Her eyes slowly went back to his, the blood red staring at her, the black marks luring her in. As she realised she was slipping from reality, she jerked herself to full consciousness. A gasp sounded, anger returning and she raised a fist to hit him across the face. But the hand was caught calmly it Gambit's palm, and with both hands he lowered the fist gently, "Chere, you're not goin' ta win.."

"Who cares about winning.. Siren just wants her revenge."

"We 'ave been through this! Remy left because of the Guild!"

"Oui, we have been through it, Remy never came back for Siren."

Siren tried with her other fist, "You never came back!" She repeated furiously, heat in her tone, "Never!" The aimed punch struck Gambit, but he hardly retaliated. Until her legs came alive with the pulsating rage and she began to use every limb against him, screaming her anger with each strike, "You are supposed to be a brother!" A slap, "You're supposed to care!" A sharp kick, "Why didn't you come back!!" She screamed, gloves had being ripped free, and she had grabbed him by the neck of his clothes, "WHY?!"

Gambit turned his gaze icily back to hers, "Adrienne.. you would never understand."

"Why not!"

"Because de problem is, dat you won't accept y'self. You don't fully understand yourself still."

"What.."

"You're a mutant Adrienne."

The wincing pain was evident in her eyes, if not by the sound in her throat.

"See? It still hurts you." Muttered Gambit softly, "'Ow can you understand what it's like, what it's fully like, when you still don't realise who you are." Siren's bare hands remained around the neck of his clothes, "Remy knew 'ow much ya hated mutants.. 'ow could he come an' face ya?"

"You should have." Whispered Siren, voice shaking, "You know you should have."

"But you never came to face me either. Yes, I am your brother. I didn't come back, true. But you weren't there when I needed ya. Ya turned a blind eye ta me when I told you."

"I didn't understand." Muttered Siren through gritted teeth, becoming impatient of retelling her side of the story.

"True, chere. An' ya still don'." Murmured Gambit softly, before his head turned to see a incredibly large black jet fly overhead and come steadily lower to the city of New Orleans. As his eyes turned back to Siren, he saw her eyes also skyward, and from her touch he could feel recognition. Suddenly, his anger returned, "What! Adrienne! What is dis!" He cried, glaring back up, "You brought backup, couldn't face me alone?!"

Siren was about to respond, before Gambit grabbed her by the bare wrists, "Huh?! You're scared of me aint'cha!! Why – " He was cut off before he staggered back, his gloves burning away, disappearing in a frenzy of invisible heat. He cried out, the mutation of Siren had passed into the particles of his hands and they ruptured violently. He shook his hands madly, trying to relieve them of the pain.

"Remy!" Cried Siren above his shouts and the roaring engine of the descending jet. She stepped forth, "You.. you did it! Not moi!"

"Why is everything never you're fault!" Bellowed Gambit, glaring back to her, "It's always some poor fatras!"

"Except this time it was your fault!" Screamed Siren, stepping forth, brandishing her index finger at him, "And don't speak to me like that!"

"You 'ave no place ta say 'ow I speak. I speak ta others 'ow I like. You betrayed the LeBeau family, dat is enough to cast you out of rights."

"Siren has done nothing of the sort!"

"Ya 'ave!!" Again Gambit had to raise a hand to block another hit from Siren. But as his palm met her fist, it felt as though he had just tried to grab a red-hot poker. In a frenzied yell he threw her free, staggering backwards, emitting curses. With every anger that pulsed through Siren's veins, her mutation came steadily more forceful, the heat growing and effects more violent.

But, the jet had already landed, and the X-Men arriving saw the happenings from the end of the alley. To them, the man had just violently grabbed and thrown Siren, for she had fell back after the push of Gambit in his shock. With heavy breaths, Gambit turned his head to see the X-Men running towards him, "I'll be takin' care o' ya supposed heroes, chere." He sneered before brandishing cards free and firing to the three on comers. Yells and screams came from them as explosions rocketed around them. With the additional light, Gambit saw two men and a female. The female, he noticed, had shocking white hair. The others looked more or less normal, especially the shorter man on the left. The second man was wearing some odd form of glasses.. Gambit frowned at the oddity of these for a moment, before he suddenly saw a blast of red fire from them, and aim his way.

I hope that was alright, the writer's block is finally going.
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