Sooooo, the reviews on Bella's fate where kinda split down the middle, ranging from 'Poor Bella' to 'AWESOME'. Either way, you are in for a BIG surprise this chapter . . .
Stormshadow: Thanks for the suggestion. You'll get your wish in this chapter! ;)
simba317: He so sounds like a pedophile, now that I reread it.
Chapter Fourteen
Revival and A Fight
Previously:
"If you are going to stand in my way, I am afraid that you will have to be eliminated." He reached into his lab coat, producing another gun. "Au revoir, Miss Boudreaux."
BANG! Belladonna crumpled to the floor, a crimson puddle forming below her body.
/Essex's Laboratory/ Somewhere in New York/ present time
"Argo, clean this mess up and get rid of the body."
"Yes, sir."
Essex turned back to Remy. The Cajun still had a pained look on his face, but the convulsions had stopped. "My plan is nearing completion."
/Supply Room/
Argo gave one last tug and Bella's body came into the supply room. "God, you'd think someone that skinny would be easier to move!" He mumbled, searching for garbage bag to hide the body in. The lackey was so preoccupied he didn't hear the soft click of the door closing.
After several minutes, he finally found one. He turned around and his blood ran cold.
The body was gone.
There wasn't even a bloodstain; it was as if she hadn't been there just moments before.
Don't panic. Act as if nothing's up. "Well, I'll just go out into the hallway and get the body." He said, rather loudly. Surreptitiously, he tried to get his gun.
The gun was gone.
Argo couldn't help but panic. He instinctively started backing up towards the wall. Suddenly he found an arm pushing into his windpipe and his own gun pointed at his head.
"Bonjour, cher. Miss me?"
He tried to reply, but could only grunt.
"Is dat so? Well, I'm gonna miss ya, too." In one swift move, she twisted his head, breaking his neck. Argo fell to the floor, dead.
Belladonna fell to floor next to him, clutching her abdomen. The wound wasn't deep, the bullet had only grazed her side, but it still hurt like hell.
Ripping off a section of Argo's shirt, she made a makeshift bandage.
Pocketing the gun, Bella got to work. She didn't grow up in an Assassin's Guild and not learn anything from it. Gotta hide de body so it takes Sinister longer t' figure out 'm still alive.
First, she stuffed Argo into the bag had intended for her. Oh, de irony. The next step was dragging the body over to the garbage chute. The task was ten times harder than normal due to the throbbing wound on her side. Finally, she watched the bag tumble down the chute. "Au revoir, cher."
/Garage/
She made it to the garage without being detected.
Dr. Psycho must t' busy torturin' people. She started up her car and sped out towards the highway, wanting to get away as fast as possible.
Eventually, she made it to a fork in the road. Left would take her home to New Orleans. Right would take her to Bayville and the X-men. She was torn, not sure what to do.
Taking a deep breath, she signaled her turn. She sped down the highway, wondering if this was the right decision.
/Mutant holding block/
Remy hobbled down the hallway, being led by Sinister. His body still ached from the strenuous activities that it had been subject to and he was finding it took all of his energy to put one foot in front of the other.
When he felt as if he couldn't go any farther, Sinister stopped in front of a steel door that was fitted with a barred window.
"I hope the accommodations are to your liking," The doctor said as he unlocked the door. "Your roommates seem to love it." Remy sensed the sarcasm in his voice and felt his stomach plummet.
Remy expected to see people in stocks or chained up on the other side of the door, but it just lead to another hallway. More barred doors lined this hall, but these doors had occupants. Remy could see arms and faces of varying colors poking out, looking at the new prisoner.
Sinister led him to a door at the very end of the hall. After shoving the Cajun inside, the doctor peered inside the cell. "Don't look so glum. In less that 20 hours you are going to be part of the greatest alliance in history!" He flashed his maniacal grin once more before leaving.
Remy pounded his fists onto the door in frustration. "Dammit!"
"You can do that if you want, but it really doesn't help."
Remy whipped around as the voice behind him spoke. Sitting in corner was two people. There was a blonde guy, who looked to be in his late teens, and a little girl with lavender hair and eyes, who looked quite young.
"Who are ya?"
"I'm Alex Summers," Said the blonde. He pointed the girl. "This is Aria."
Remy sat down next to the duo. "'M Remy LeBeau. Don' ya have a last name, cherie?"
She shrugged. "He took me from the orphanage around Christmas time. I've lived there as long as I can remember."
He stared at her in disbelief. "Christmas? Ya have been livin' in dis place for five months?"
"It's been that long?" Said Alex with a startled look. "Wow. That means I've been for almost three months."
Remy was about to reply when Aria started coughing. Her frail body shook as coughs racked her frame. Instinctively, Remy pulled the little girl into his lap, comforting her.
"Thank you." She whispered once she caught her breath.
"No problem, petite."
"You're pretty good with kids." Commented Alex.
Remy smiled. "I got a five-year-old daughter, Angelique."
"That's only three years younger than me!" Exclaimed Aria.
Remy felt a pang in his heart. She's on'y eight? Sinister is some twisted bastard, takin' kids an' keepin' in a place like dis.
"What did ya say ya name was?" Remy asked Alex.
"Alex Summers."
"Ya got a brother, Scott?"
"Yeah!" Said Alex, excitedly. "Are you friends with him?"
Remy gave a short laugh. "Dat's one way o' puttin' it."
"So, there's someone who could come and save us?" Asked Aria.
"Yeah," replied Remy, a fake smile plastered on his face. "There's someone out dere who can save us." Let's just hope dey can find us in time.
/Meanwhile, back with Bella/
She stopped the car and sat staring at the mansion. I should've went de other way. Gathering up her courage, she started to climb over the fence. Pulling her coat closer, she made her way across the yard, keeping her eye out for security.
She didn't have to wait long.
She was halfway to the front door when a figure jumped out of the dark. Bella dodged just in time and broke into a sprint.
She could hear her pursuer behind her as she neared the door. 'M gonna make it!
The other person had other plans. One minute Bella was running, next thing she knew, she was lying on her back, metal claws shoved in her face.
"What d'ya think ya were doin', kid?" Snarled Logan.
"I . . . I . . . I needed t' talk t' all o' ya. It's 'bout Remy," Whimpered Bella.
/Inside, Conference Room/
Rogue and Kitty hurried into the room, joining the rest of the pajama-clad senior X-men.
Bella sat in the middle of the room, looking uncomfortable as Dr. McCoy finished bandaging her side.
Once everyone was settled, the Professor turned towards Bella. "Miss Boudreaux, Logan said you have some information on Mr. LeBeau that you'd like to share."
"Oui." She squirmed in her seat. "Ya see . . . it's like dis. A year ago, m' father died. M' brother Julien took over de Guild, 'sept, Julien isn't de greatest leader. De Guild is losin' lots o' money an' de elders want me t' take over. On'y, I can't take over unless I get married, which means I had t' divorce Remy."
"Why'd you guys get married anyway? You don't seem to like each other." Said Scott.
Bella rolled her eyes. "Our stupid fathers t'ought dey could create peace between de Guild if we got married an' had kids, so dey arranged de marriage. Ya see how well dat turned out."
Scott stared at his lap, his mind racing. God, I was such a jerk to Remy.
Bella looked around at their shocked faces. "Didn' ya know all dis already?"
"Remy didn't tell us anything about his past," Explained Jean.
"I knew." Rogue sent a nasty glare in Bella direction. "What did ya do ta hurt him this time?"
"Who said it was me, homewrecker?"
Rogue walked over to Bella, her eyes blazing. "What did ya call me?"
"Ya heard me. F'r knowin' Remy's married, ya sure got close t' him."
"One, ya were tryin' ta divorce him for five years, and two, like ya weren't sleepin' around the same night he left."
"'M not denyin' 'm a slut, ya are."
THWACK! Bella gave a short laugh and got up in Rogue's face. "Ya did not jus' slap me."
"That's funny, 'cuz I think I just did."
"Dat's it!" Bella lunged at Rogue.
"CAT FIGHT!" Shouted Pyro as the two Southern girls duked it out. The room was full of shouts and insults as the fists flew. Rogue, obviously the better fighter, was dominating the fight. She was able to land several good punches before Logan came over to pull them apart.
"C'mon Stripes, cool it. We need the Cajun alive if ya wanna find your boyfriend." He turned to Bella. "Spill it, kid, or I'm gonna let Stripes have at ya."
Bella took a deep breath. "Some doctor who calls himself Sinister came t' me in N'Awlins. He told me he'd give me fifty thousand dollars plus a chance t' finalize m' divorce if I'd help him. He said all I had t' do was t' get Remy t' leave dis place an' take him t' his place. He backed out o' deal after I delivered Remy, so I threatened t' tell de X-men. He shot me an' t'inks 'm dead right now. I came back t' tell ya."
Xavier looked to be deep in thought. "Why did he want Remy?"
"Somet'ing 'bout 'savin' de mutant children' an' 'increasin' deir power'. Looked t' me like he was torturin' 'em." Said Bella, shuttering slightly at the memory of Remy screaming out in pain. "His hideout is about an hour north o' here. Ya gotta hurry. Remy on'y has 'bout 10 hours."
AHH! How was THAT for a plot twist? Now that the X-men know what's going on, will they save Remy in time?
