OMG!! LOOK!! It updated!!! *looks around at all the shocked faces* Erm, sorry that it took so long, ey? No excuses just I'm sorry, so very very sorry *sniff* RoguefanKC: Don't worry we'll find out what Kitty will think about them
getting together. Eventually… Don't really know about the Rogue thing though 'cause she doesn't know Remy in this and so would have no reason to get jealous…
Chapter Four
That night, I barely managed to get any real sleep, too afraid of the recurrence of the nightmare, they never seem to differ that much. I let most of my thoughts hover around Remy in an effort to keep other less pleasant thoughts away.
When he first got here, I thought that he was just another of Magneto's stooges; that he didn't give a damn about us, he was just following orders. I had thought that the guy was totally emotionless, that he would betray us in an instant if Magneto wanted him to. Now, I was starting to think that maybe I had been wrong and had judged too harshly.
Remy was trying to get us into school, like he thought that we would actually be something one day. I know that Magneto would not do that, he only wants mutant soldiers. The same goes for Mystique, I mean, she deserted us completely. I don't think we would have had a chance in hell of surviving on our own if Remy hadn't shown up. Then again, if I was going to be grateful to Remy, shouldn't I be grateful to Magneto for sending him? No, definitely shouldn't be grateful towards Mags, that is just wrong. Maybe, I shouldn't be grateful to Remy either. He would leave as soon as Magneto wanted him to, everybody left us eventually. Or kicked us out or decided that we weren't worthy of joining them.
Like the X-jerks, bunch of hypocritical losers.
Sure, they say that they're all about taking in mutants and giving people second chances. They'll give anybody a chance right? Right. How come I didn't get one? I guess I'm too far gone for even them to save me now. Too much of a hood, too much of a thug, just not perfect enough or clean enough to fit into their world. Summers made that pretty clear to me. Even the X-Men didn't think I was worth salvaging. Remy, for some obscure reason, seemed to think that not only I but Todd and Fred as well, could actually be something. I wonder what could have given him that idea?
So, I went back to wondering just why I hated him so much. Did I hate him at all or was it something else?
If I forced myself, I could admit, though not out loud, that I was envious of him. He had come here and taken over this team with ease, even when Todd and Fred didn't know him. I was supposed to be their friend and they still never listened to me. Hell, maybe that's why I wasn't too fond of him, he was the leader and I've always had a problem with authority. Probably comes from being abused in some way by every authority figure that's been in my life. From my dad to the people in the orphanages, even Mystique though not in a physical sense. I was sure that he wouldn't be any different but I had let my guard down with him that evening. He could be using us just like all the others, trying to gain our trust just so that he could betray us at the last moment. I couldn't believe that I would be so naive, even for a moment, as to think that he really cared. He would have his work cut out for him if he wanted to prove himself to me; I was not going to make the mistake of trusting him so easily…
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I woke up that morning around noon, thanks to my not getting a great deal of sleep that night, the sun was coming up when I had finally managed to doze off, my mind running in circles. Even after letting it run through my head for hours, I still hadn't decided whether I could or should trust Gambit. I decided that I would give him the chance to prove himself and pray that I wasn't making the wrong decision regarding him.
I managed to drag myself out of the bed and down to the kitchen, not caring that I was only wearing my boxers and a t-shirt as I was too tired to change. I shuffled over to the coffee pot and curled my lip in disgust when I found that it was filled with that obnoxiously strong Cajun blend that Gambit likes so much. I'm surprised that he has yet to overdose on caffeine drinking that stuff. I dumped it into the sink and started making a fresh batch of normal coffee. I didn't turn my stare from the coffee pot until it was done and I had had my first gulp of the life giving substance. I finally turned to the other two occupants of the kitchen who were giving me looks of bemusement as I continued to nurse my coffee.
I cringed inwardly when I saw the angry bruise that had flared up over the bridge of Remy's nose and across his cheekbones. Of course, I couldn't let that concern show so I grinned at him instead and got a glare in return. At least, as much of a glare as he could give, I saw him wince at the pain it must have caused. It was obvious that he hadn't gone to a hospital yet and I doubted that he would. Looking at his alien eyes, it wasn't hard to imagine what most people's reactions would be. I couldn't even begin to imagine, nor did I want to, what life would have been like if I'd had such an obvious mutation and I felt briefly thankful that I had gotten the normal look.
I looked up when a hand waved itself in front of my face trying to get my attention. "Uh?" I responded ever so articulately. It appeared that not even coffee could wake me this morning.
"I said, y' going t' be late for de training session if y' don' go an' get ready," Gambit repeated himself, obviously amused. I thought for a second, there was a training session today? I looked at him in confusion. "Y' got ten minutes."
"Crap," I muttered and downed the rest of my coffee before turning back for my room to get dressed and ready. It only took me about fifteen minutes and I was running down the stairs into the living room fully dressed in my uniform and ready to go. The room was empty but I noticed a note from Remy stuck on the door telling me that they would meet me at the field. I left the house and saw that Remy's bike was gone but the jeep was still there. Thought that was strange since it would mean that both Todd and Fred had walked. I shrugged my shoulders though and got into the jeep heading for the field.
When I got to the field, I found it empty, no sign of Remy or his bike or Todd and Fred. I was beginning to think I had been had. I growled angrily, swore revenge on Gambit, and got back into the jeep. First, I would go home and change, then I would spend the rest of the day plotting.
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When I got back, the house was still empty which I certainly didn't mind. I changed back into my regular street clothes and grabbed a bit of money from my room. Not much, just enough for me to buy a snack downtown as I hadn't had breakfast yet and didn't feel like making anything.
Deciding to leave the jeep and walk, I headed towards the town center at a leisurely pace. I didn't get very far before I heard a familiar voice shouting my name behind me.
"Lance, like, wait up!" I turned to see Kitty jog up to me and smiled. Seemed as though my day was looking up a bit.
"Hey, Kitty, what's up?"
"Not much, just got through like a totally grueling training session with Scott. The guy is like a total slave driver," she complained. My mind went back to what had happened earlier and I continued to think up good ways to punish Gambit for the prank. Maybe I could shake the ground up at just the right spot and make him fall into a mud puddle. Yes, that sounded good. "Lance are you like paying attention?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, Kitty, of course." Uh oh, I could tell by the look on her face that she didn't believe me and she was right.
"What was I saying then?" She had her arms crossed and a challenging expression on her face. I knew I had to answer this right or she'd be mad at me yet again.
"Um, you were talking about training sessions with Summers?" I took a stab at it. She glared at me. Definitely the wrong answer.
"After that!"
"Um…" I ran a hand through my hair self-consciously and prepared for another fight. She stomped her foot angrily.
"God, Lance, do you ever hear a word I say?! You are such a self absorbed jerk!" With that, she stalked away and left me standing rather astounded on the sidewalk. It sure didn't seem to take us long to break into a fight lately. Actually, I don't think it ever had. Ah well, I sighed and continued on my way, I had a revenge to exact…
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Walking through the streets, it didn't take me long to find all three of them lounging in a restaurant eating lunch. I glared and walked up to them.
"Well, hey dere, Lance. Where de hell have y' been?" Remy asked, smug grin on his face, his eyes covered by sunglasses. They did nothing to hide the bruising on his face, though, and I began to rethink my ideas for revenge. I think I've probably done enough damage to him already.
"I was at a training session," I ground out. Remy looked at me innocently.
"Training session?" He looked over at Todd and Fred. "Did y' guys here anyt'ing about a training session?"
"Nope."
"No way, yo."
He looked back up at me. "I t'ink y' might be delusional. Y' feelin' alright?" He brought his hand to my forehead in an attempt to feel for a fever and I batted it away, still scowling at all of them. Just because I had decided to let Remy escape from my wrath didn't mean I had to go easy on the other two.
"You are so going to pay," I directed at them. They snickered at me and I glared harder. Remy pulled out a chair and motioned for me to take a seat. I rolled my eyes and huffed out a breath of air before collapsing into the seat. I was definitely beginning to rethink my decision not to get back at Remy as he was totally asking for it with that smug grin plastered across his face.