The Prince of Thieves
Chapter XXVI: Room Service Sucks
By: Michelle
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own the X-men. I just write fanfics for fun.
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"Who is it?" Remy asked agrivated with the fact he and Rogue's moment was interrupted.
"Room Service."
Room Service. Oh Yeah. I forgot. Remy kissed the top of Rogue's gloved hand. "Have a seat Chere? Won't be long."
Rogue nodded and sat down on the cream and gold love seat that faced the balcony. It was so comfortable that she couldn't wait to snuggle up with Remy on it.
Remy opened the door to find a young man with fiery red hair with a cart. The man kept his head down and slowly pushed the cart inside. Remy got an uncomfortable feeling instantly. Something about the man did not seem right. He couldn't stand a person that couldn't look him in the eye. It drove him crazy.
Rogue stared out the sliding glass door that lead to the balcony and yawned. She was tired and wondered if it was just because of the motorcycle ride or if it was because the couch was so damn comfy.
She yawned again and her eyes widened. For a brief moment, she though she saw a man out there. Impossible. When she refocused, she saw no one and figured it must have been a reflection of Remy or the man from Room Service she was seeing. I guess I'm more tired than I thought.
Impatient with the man from Room Service, Remy ran his fingers through his hair. "Thanks, I can take it from here."
"Are you sure?"
"Oui." Remy replied. "Here's fa ya trouble." He said handing the man his tip. Now get out.
"Thanks." The man replied taking the tip. "Call if you need anything else."
"Yeah, yeah." Remy replied. "You can let yourself out." He pushed the cart behind the loveseat. Damn, what they make these things out of. Lead. He heard the man's retreating footsteps and the door close. Now where was I? Chere. He picked up the bottle of champagne and poured himself and Rogue a glass.
Rogue continued to stare out at the balcony. It was definitely a beautiful night.
"Chere." Remy caught her attention as he walked around the loveseat. He held out a glass to her.
"Thanks." Rogue replied and took a sip. She had never had champagne before and had to admit she liked the taste. It was bubbly and fizzy. It tasted so much better than one of Logan's beers.
Remy sat down next to her with a glass of champagne in one hand and a strawberry in the other. He toyed with the idea of seducing her, but found himself bewildered. Did he already seduce her or had she been the one seducing him. Either way, his mind was a jumbled mess.
"You gonna eat that?" Rogue asked with her attention entirely on him.
"Non." He answered in what seemed like a world of his own. "Ya want?"
"Yeah." Rogue went to grab it from him, but he held it from her reach. "How am I suppose to get it if you won't give it to me?"
Oh I'll give it to you. Remy gave her a smirk. "Open up wide."
Rogue giggled. He's such a flirt. She stared into his ruby eyes. His smile makes him seem so happy, but his eyes say that he is sad. She knew that something wasn't right.
"You don't want no more?" Remy asked as she just stared at him. He felt her gaze trying to figure him out and he turned away. He looked down at the strawberry in his hand. He downed his champagne. He could feel her emotions. She was worried about him and knew that he wasn't feeling good. He felt so guilty, angry, sad, and confused at the same time. He was a jumbled mess. Just like his life.
Rogue looked back to the balcony. She debated in her head what she was actually doing here in the first place. Part of it was because she didn't want Remy to be alone. She liked him a lot. Another part was because of Bobby. She needed to be away from him. While, another part was because she wanted to have freedom. She was tired of being trapped by her own mutation, tired of being seen as nothing but a kid, and tired of feeling so worthless.
I shouldn't have taken her with me. Remy disintegrated the strawberry in his hand. I don't deserve her. He looked up and over to her. She was staring out at the balcony again and he so desperately wanted to stare into her emerald eyes. He wanted to be calmed by them. He wanted someone to care about him.
"Chere." He said just loud enough to get her attention. Just as she turned, he felt something wrap around his neck and pull him up from his seat.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
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What was he thinking running off like this? Plus, to take Rogue with him. Storm pondered to herself as she flew the jet. Why didn't he just come to me for help? I love and care about him. Why did he go to Rogue and not me?
"Storm."
Because of Kurt. Storm sighed. "Yes Nightcrawler." She said to him using his codename to signify that when they were on a mission that they were teammates, not lovers.
"We have even bigger problems to deal with than Magneto." Nightcrawler said to her as he came to stand behind her seat. "Wolverine picked up a CB from a police car in New York."
"And..."
"And Gambit has been spotted in the hotel where Professor picked up Rogue's signature." Nightcrawler replied. "Gambit's wanted on 14 counts of robbery. The NOPD aren't taking any chances of him escaping."
Storm didn't need that kind of pressure on her. She bit her lip and took a deep breath. "What is the NOPD's position at this point?"
"Dozens of cops are surrounding the hotel." Nightcrawler replied. "Plus, they have 4 choppers. One for each side of the hotel."
They are serious. Storm sighed. She knew with the police involved that it was going to be harder to accomplish their mission.
"There's more." Wolverine said joining the two. "Those choppers spotted a man hovering near the east side of the hotel."
"Magneto."
"Exactly." Wolverine answered. "We ain't got much time."
"Buckle up." Storm said as her eyes pearled over. "I sense some bad weather ahead." She signaled Xavier back at the mansion. "Professor, I need you to pilot the jet from the mansion. We're going in."
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Mystique came out from under the cart carefully and quietly. She knew with Gambit distracted that it was the best time to make a move. She signaled to Pyro who had slipped behind the bar instead of out the door that it was time.
Out of a pocket from the black leather outfit she was wearing, she pulled out a metal cord. This is just too easy. She thought as she wrapped the cord around his neck pulling him out of his seat. "Where's the disk Gambit?"
Remy grind his teeth and tried the pulled the cord from around his neck. "I don't be knowing what ya be talking about."
"Bullshit." Mystique tighten her hold. "Where is it?"
Meanwhile, Rogue panicked. She didn't really know what to do as she jumped from the couch. This certainly isn't a Danger Room sequence. She thought as she prepared to fight. She pulled off her gloves revealing her own secret weapon: her skin.
"How sweet Gambit?" Mystique said to him. "You're girlfriend is going to come to your rescue. Good thing it's not the other way around." She said tormenting him about a story Sabretooth told her.
"Fuck you."
Mystique pulled him up closer to whisper in his ear. "You name the time. I'll pick the place."
"Over my dead body." Remy said as he eyes blazed bright red.
"It can be arranged." Mystique answered. She saw Rogue coming towards them with gloves off. "Pyro, take care of her for me."
With a flick of his lighter, Pyro jumped from his hiding place behind the bar. "Nice to see you again Rogue." He said as he summoned a ball of fire from the lighter into his hand. "Nice night for a barbeque."
Rogue got into a fighting stance. She was ready to fight or at least die trying. She dove to the ground to avoid being hit by a fireball.
Gambit reached up and grabbed Mystique's hands. He flipped her over him and onto the couch, something she wasn't expecting. Damn Bitch. He didn't have time to catch his breath. Instead of grabbing for his cards, he grabbed a handful of strawberries and threw them at her.
Mystique flipped over him and onto the couch. She was up as fast as she was down. He wasn't going to get away with that that easily. As three charged strawberries flew at her, she jumped and twisted in ways only a mutant as slick as her can get into to avoid them.
Kaboom
Rogue dove to the ground and quickly rolled out of the way. She new she had to get that lighter away from him so she took a quick glance of the surroundings. Got it.
Pyro was standing on a long skinny cream and gold rug. He could feel the heat coming off of the fireballs he was throwing. Then, he felt his feet fly from under him.
Kaboom
Mystique hollered out in pain as a charged strawberry exploded when it hit her side. If she wasn't pissed before, she was pissed now.
Gambit glared at her hard waiting for the next move to be made. He noticed the smirk on her face as she shifted her form. She knew his weakness. He could never hurt her.
Bam
Pyro hit the floor hard. How in the hell? He saw her ungloved hand reach to absorb him and grabbed it. Boy, am I glad I put those gloves on.
Rogue reached for him, but he stopped her just in time. She stretched her fingers to touch his face, but he was too strong for her. Damnit.
Pyro held her hand from her face. He knew the consequences of her touch. This is getting old. He flung her away from him and into the cart.
Crash
Storm stood before Gambit with an evil smirk on her face. He could never hurt his Stormy. He blocked her advances. "Why don't you fight me as yourself, Mystique?" He said as he grabbed her fist before she punched him.
"And ruin the fun." Mystique replied. "Never." She spun around slamming him in the head with a hard kick.
Gambit stumbled back falling over a few bar stool and then onto the floor. His head pounded and he was feeling lightheaded, but he wasn't going to give up that easily.
Bam
Rogue hit the cart and quickly rolled out of the way before it fell over on her. Strawberries rolled all over the place and the bottle of champagne and the bucket of ice fell to the floor.
Pyro was up ready for action when he found himself being pelted by strawberries and ice from Rogue. Oww. Fuck. He managed to get to her anyway.
Rogue kicked and struggled as he grabbed at her feet. "Let me go." She hollered as she kicked him in the face.
Pyro let her go and touched his nose. He pulled his hand back and looked at the blood on his fingers. "You bitch. You're going to pay for that."
Bam
Gambit got up. With Mystique having Stormy's body or not, he was seriously ready to kick some ass. He pulled out his Bo staff and spun it around.
Mystique got into fighting stance. She was ready for him.
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Police stormed in the hotel with guns in their hands.
"What's the meaning of this?" The hotel manager rushed out to protect his guest and staff.
"We have a warrant to search the premise." One of the officers replied. "And it requires your full cooperation."
"Cooperation." The manager fussed. "You are scaring my guests."
"And this hotel is harboring a criminal." The officer said. "Now what room is he in?"
"He's in the penthouse suite on the top floor. One of my staff will take you to the room." The manager replied giving full cooperation. "But Robert Lord is one of our regular guests..." He yelled in defense as the police made their way to the stairs and elevators.
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Outside the hotel room, Magneto land himself on the railing of the balcony. He could see the fight brewing inside and knew it was only a matter of time before he joined in the fray.
The two of the helicopters flying around shone spotlights on him. He laughed and raised his hands in the air. The helicopters flew towards each other causing the pilots and officers to jump out before they collided.
KABOOM
Bamf
Bamf
Bamf
Bamf
Bamf
Magneto smelt sulfur and brimstone as angry clouds began to roll in. He looked towards the sky. Right on cue.
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"Nice work Elf." Wolverine said as he looked out over the building.
Nightcrawler ran his fingers through his hair. "Considering only 3 out of 5 fainted when they saw who there rescuer was."
"Heh." Wolverine looked through a pair of binoculars. "Magneto's got Gambit and Rogue cornered." He said as Storm approached. "And he knows we're here too."
"You think you can take him?" Storm said as she snatched the binoculars.
'I can't sneak up on Magneto. He'd sense me coming because of the metal on my bones." Wolverine reminded her.
"Then, you will go in from the inside." Storm said focusing the binoculars on Magneto. "Mystique would be working from in there. Nightcrawler and I will handle Magneto."
"Vat about Gambit and Rogue?" Nightcrawler asked.
"Gambit can handle himself." Hopefully. Storm said. "And Rogue does know how to fight. However, Wolverine you will still have to move fast. Nightcrawler, teleport Wolverine to a balcony near Gambit's suite." She ordered. "Then, join me against Magneto."
BAMF
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Mystique held on to the Bo staff as Gambit pinned her up against the wall.
"Ain't fun being on de other side, is it Bitch?" Gambit said to her as she struggled.
Mystique hollered to get free. She shifted into Sabretooth.
The change in her appearance startled him. Staring into Sabretooth's eyes was a whole lot different than staring into Mystique's.
He could hear the screams in his head. He could feel Sabretooth's claws tearing his clothes to shreds just to kill him. He wanted to run away, but he wasn't going to let the nightmare get him this time.
"AAAAHHHH!!!!"
Blood dripped from Pyro's nose. He couldn't believe he let Rogue get a hit on him. That's it. She's going down now.
Rogue held the bottle of champagne in her hand ready to smash him over the head if he got close enough to her.
Pyro flipped open his lighter. She's going to pay for busting my nose. He summoned the part of the flame into his hand for another round of fireballs.
Oh great. This again. It's bad enough he burnt up half the place as it is. Rogue climbed over the loveseat to avoid the fireball thrown at her.
Pyro loved the power he had when he controlled the fire. Magneto and Mystique had thought him a lot about using his powers to full capacity over the past few months with them. He loved it.
Seeing an opening, Rogue hummed the bottle of champagne at him to stop him from attacking her.
"Ha" Pyro said as he ducked in time. "You missed." Before he knew it, she clobbered him in the head with a lamp. His lighter, still lit, fell out of his hand into the cochins of the loveseat.
With dazed, Rogue turned to see Gambit struggling with Mystique. He hollered as the Bo staff began to charge in his hands.
Mystique kept herself at a distance. She knew how powerful Gambit could get it he concentrated hard enough. Enough power could blow the place sky high.
"Get down Chere!"
Gambit let go of the staff and closed his eyes. He didn't have much time to run for it. Once his Bo staff hit the ground...
KABOOM
"This is the room." An officer demanded. He looked at the door to see smoke coming from the sides and under it. "Open it up."
Ka POW
The door blast out into the hallway knocking anyone who was there out of the way. Fire rolled out in waves.
"Somebody grab the hoses..."
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Well this chapter is done. I better get working on Chapter 27. I got Sweet Little Lies to work on too. Boy writing schedule is busy. See yawl next chapter.
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Thanks for all of the reviews and thanks for being patient with me.
Michelle
