Gambit let himself into Magneto's lair (heehee). It was hours since he'd left Rogue and he still couldn't let it go. He should have stayed with her. Obviously that place had some testosterone issues. No one needed to protect Rogue but him.
Just as Gambit was slipping past the living room door Magneto's voice called out. "Mr. LeBeau, please join us."
Gambit ambled in and slouched sideways into a chair. It was always best to look controlled in front of ole Buckethead.
"We have been invited to Xavier's mansion. I want you to be on your guard. He says that he has visitors who wish to meet with us. But I don't want to chance a trap. However honorable he is, I do not trust his housemates. Now leave." All three of the Acolytes rose. "Except for you Gambit. You remain."
Gambit turn to look at Magneto. "Yeah, mon ami?"
"I've been informed that you were caught in bed with one of the X Men. Who?"
Gambit didn't even hesitate. "Rogue."
Magneto raised an eyebrow. "I'd watch out for her mother. She's got a hell of an upper cut."
Gambit watched open mouthed as Magneto left. No scolding, lecture, beating? It seemed as if Magneto approved. Not that Gambit cared, he needed no one's approval.
"Who's her mother?"
Magneto turned and smiled. "Mystique."
Gambit couldn't help it, he paled considerably.
Sean Cassidy waited until Magneto and his crew had arrived before introducing himself. He watched as the "Ragin' Cajun" walked boldly into the study and immediately wrapped himself around Rogue, Sean's future wife. Rogue had told him about "Gambit" before. Of how he had been her first "real" love, not just crush. And of how she had had to watch him be killed, not even a month from now.
But he saw other things as well. The fact that none of the X Men like the man was obvious, but it wasn't just that. Neither team liked or trusted each other, which would make his job a lot more difficult.
Once everyone was settled Sean started to speak. "For those of you who don't know me, I am Sean Cassidy, a mutant known as Banshee." He gestured to the three behind him. "These are my colleagues and other," the other probably being the person under the heavy cape, "we are here to stop a catastrophe. Exactly two days ago my team and I received a missive from time. It said that a certain mutant had taken three others into the past and was tweaking integral events. At first we were skeptical but once we checked it out we knew it to be correct."
"Who was it?" Rogue asked.
Sean grinned. "You."
Rogue's mouth dropped open. "So Ah wasn't seein' things?"
"No. But back to my story. My team, X-treme X, did a background on the mutants and can give you the info we'll need to beat them."
"Are they doin' somethin' bad, mate?" John asked.
"Not bad, per se, but it is illegal in my time to mess with time. It can have consequences like you wouldn't believe. These people are criminals. But there is more talk for that later. Sage?"
Behind Sean, a tall brunette stepped forward. She had tattoos under her eyes of long hooked lines, and she wore a very revealing black outfit. Placing her hands to her temples she cast out a psychic net to draw in the room. Sean put up his hands to stop the telepaths from rejecting it. "Please, it's the fastest way. We are not enemies."
The prof nodded his head and opened his mind. It didn't matter if they were psychically attacked; he had barriers and could fight.
As one all the people in the library closed their eyes, seemingly at peace. Inside their minds though was another story.