Seeing Remy grimace as his body stretched in order to climb down the building, Jean-Luc slowed down and stayed close to him, "Ya all right petite?" he asked as they neared the street.
"Yeah...ribs hurt a bit though." Remy answered rubbing them to ease the pain a bit.
"The Jeep's this way pup, we'll get Hank ta look at ya when we get back to the mansion..."
"Non, non Remy's fine, I just pulled something that's all, just need ta walk it off." Remy shuddered and pulled his trench coat closer to his body.
Logan grinned looking to Jean-Luc, "Did ya know he doesn't like doctors?"
Jean-Luc laughed, "He had a bad experience with them when he was eight, Damn people kept givin him shots so he wouldn't get sick...oh the horror." Remy glared at his father as he continued. "I can still hear it now 'Don like no doctors Papa, they's bad people, a bunch of vampires.'"
Logan barked a laugh, "Vampires?"
"Well wadda ya expect me ta say, they wanted blood for some stupid tests...and I couldn't give anymore, cause they took it all." Remy growled as they made their way to the Jeep, Jean-Luc wrapped an arm around Remy's shoulder and patted his back chuckling.
Entering the Jeep, Storm smiled at how Remy; being in his father's presence would change so much, he was more open, and showed more emotions, for one he laughed more. It seemed he felt safer with him.
"Ya know that Tante's gonna woop that rear end of yours, when we get back, for makin' her worry."
Remy cringed at the thought and started whining, "Ya tink we can stop somewhere, ya know as a last request maybe...coffee, cigarette, last meal...before my doom." Ororo laughed softly.
"What ya tink M'sieu Logan?" Jean-Luc asked trying desperately to hide a smile.
"Ahh why not, kid does needs a break after all." Logan chuckled. "Alright where to pup?"
Remy closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat listening to the rumbling of the storm that was quickly approaching. "Don' know bout ya but I desperately need a café."
After their coffee, they had to run to the Jeep, it was pouring outside. "Anywhere else you wanna go before you're not able to sit for a week?" Logan snickered.
"I can always charge your Jeep, Wolfie..." Remy grinned.
"Alright you two do I need ta separate ya?" Jean-Luc asked.
"Nah were fine pops thanks..." Logan smiled looking at Remy through his rear view mirror. The moment his eyes went back to the road, they immediately widened and he slammed on the brakes.
"What the hell is that?" Jean-Luc asked leaning forward.
"Oh my god..." Storm gasped.
"Fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck..." Logan repeated.
Jean-Luc turned to Remy who was now extremely pale and trembling beyond control. "Remy?"
"Any ideas Logan..." Storm asked quietly.
"Yeah we get to the mansion fast, grab the cell and contact Cyke."
"Who is that?" Jean-Luc demanded.
"That would be Sinister..." Logan growled out, putting the Jeep in reverse just in case so they could make a quick get-away, and glanced at Remy. "Don't worry pup we ain't gonna let him take ya, that's a promise."
Storm had dialed the number, holding the phone in her lap she waited patiently.
And watched as Sinister slowly made his way towards the Jeep. "Hello Xavier Institute, Jean speaking."
"Jean, we are ten minutes from the mansion, Sinister is blocking our path get the team out here now." Storm spoke in a clear, calm voice.
"We'll be right there, Storm is Remy with you?"
"Yes he is now hurry..."
"Okay they're on their way...now what?" Jean-Luc interjected, keeping an eye and a hand on his son who was desperately trying to calm down.
"Well I know for sure that we can't take him just the two of us, but if it comes to it we'll distract him while you two make a run for it..." Logan snarled.
"That's yo plan?" Jean-Luc leaned his head next to Logan's "No offence M'sieu Logan, but yo plan sucks."
"It can work, it's a good thing he didn't bring his Marauders." The moment Ororo finished that sentence in walked five Marauders and a laughing Sabertooth from the woods surrounding the Jeep at a distance.
"Ya were saying?" Jean-Luc glared at Storm.
"Get out of the Jeep...NOW!" Logan yelled as Sinister threw a powerful blast from his palm. All four occupants jumped out as the jeep was lifted six feet in the air when it exploded.
Logan, Storm and Jean-Luc got in a defensive stance, while Remy still sat on the ground, breathing heavily. "REMY?" Ororo looked back, then turned to face the slowly approaching group.
"I'm all right just got the air knocked out of me that's all." Remy grimaced as he slowly stood up taking out his Bo staff extending it to its full length.
"My dear Remington you really must stop with this habit of running away from me...It is very tiresome to track you down every single time..." Sinister grinned. "And you've forced me from the comforts of my lab, I had to stop my work in order to come get you myself since these six fools aren't able to." Lifting his palm Sinister opened a tesseract, and then looked to Remy. "Come now let's not make this harder than it should be."
Remy stood up straight and glared at Sinister taking a deep breath Remy growled out. "GO FUCK YOURSELF!" and threw three charged cards at him.
Waving his hand Sinister put up a shield to protect him from the blast. Brushing off some ash on his coat Sinister looked to the boy. "My such language Remington, I believe your stay at Xavier's has change your choice of words quite a bit and that temper we'll have to remedy that."
"You ain't laying on hand on the kid." Logan growled out.
"And you intend to stop me, is that it?" Sinister laughed as he turned to his Marauders. "I don't care what you have to do bring Remy to me now." He ordered, laughing the Marauders attacked the small group.
Sabertooth went for Logan, Harpoon and Vertigo went after Storm who took to the air, Arclight and Scrambler went after Remy, while Scalphunter went for Jean-Luc.
"Never seen you with the kiddies before." Scalphunter grinned.
Jean-Luc chuckled, "I'm da chaperon."
Glancing at the others Logan was jumping, snarling, and swiping his metal claws at the big furry guy, while Storm blew gusts of wind and bolts of lightning at the two fighting with her. Remy though was tiring quickly mostly because of his injuries, throwing his cards and giving off big explosions and diverting blasts and flying objects from the two fighting him.
"Well now, let's get dis over wit'...shall we?" Jean-Luc asked taking on the defensive, before Scalphunter could utter another word Jean-Luc had dropped to the ground and swooped his legs behind the Marauder knocking him flat on his ass. Quickly getting on his feet Jean-Luc then slammed his heel in the man's stomach, gasping for air Scalphunter sat up; Jean-Luc then slammed his fist in the man's jaw and kicked him upside the head to knock him out. Spitting on the unconscious man, he thought to himself 'Well dat was quick.'
Hitting Creed extremely hard in the face, the big cat like man fell to the ground tears in his eyes, "Storm, fry the bastards and get down here." Logan yelled as he stabbed Creed in the chest with his claws.
Jean-Luc quickly made his way to his son, but was too late as he watched Scrambler hit Remy with a piece of wreckage from the burning Jeep, knocking the boy's head back and hitting the pavement with a dull thud, the moment he was down Arclight and Scrambler started beating and kicking him. Seeing Jean-Luc run towards them, Arclight got in his way, while Scrambler dragged an unconscious Remy towards Sinister who was waiting patiently.
Quickly opening a tesseract, Sinister picked up Remy and walked through it. Scrambler blocked Storm and Logan's path, while the tesseract closed. After it had closed the Marauders having done their job scattered leaving Logan, Storm and Jean-Luc in the middle of the road now flooded with rain. Falling to his knees Jean-Luc screamed and punched the pavement.
All of a sudden the x-men arrived in a flurry. "Where are they?" Scott asked getting out of the van and looking around.
"DAMNIT...YOU WERE TOO FUCKEN LATE!" Logan yelled as the x-men looked around at the craters and small fires surrounding them, while Ororo went to Jean-Luc who was still on his knees staring at where the tesseract used to be.
Arriving at the mansion, Jean-Luc hadn't said a word since. Seeing the look on his father's face Henri went to Logan "Where's Remy?"
"Sinister has him, we were ambushed." Logan answered grimly.
The Professor was watching everyone carefully, Jean-Luc sat on the steps in the hall elbows on his knees, hands interlaced under his chin in deep thought. Lapin looked to the Professor. "So what happens now?"
"We find Remy." He answered as he made his way to Cerebro.
"Jean-Luc?" Storm took a few steps toward the man.
But Mattie stopped her, "Don'...not when he's like dis."
Four days later
Sinister was looking at a blood sample he had taken two days ago from the youngest LeBeau, when he heard screaming in the distance within the cells where he kept his test subjects. "Here he is...the little bastard bit me." Creed growled "I think he'll cooperate now, no food or water for three days and beaten unfortunately nothing broken...with a collar...as ordered." Sabertooth chuckle, Sinister was still examining the blood sample as Creed dragged Remy by the neck in the lab, throwing him to the floor, Remy gasped for breath and groaned as he coughed out blood, picking him up again Creed dropped him on a bed and proceeded to tie him down, straps across his chest, and legs while his wrists were bound with rope, slowly opening his eyes he realized where he was and struggled to free himself but was rewarded with a swipe to the chest where four long deep slash marks started bleeding profusely, screaming out in pain Remy still struggled, Creed was fed up and grabbed the boy by the shoulder and dug his claws in Remy's flesh. After a few moments Remy stopped struggling and breathed deeply about to pass out from the amount of blood he was losing.
"That's enough Creed..." Getting up Sinister looked at him and smiled "This time my boy, you will not escape me." He told the boy as he prepared a needle with some odd colored liquid within and injected Remy.
"Non...non..." Remy cried struggling with the energy he had left to try and stop him, after putting down the now empty needle, Sinister brushed aside a few strands of hair stuck to the boy's face, and caressed his cheek rubbing off the streaks of dried blood that stained it. "...non..." he then whispered.
"Shhhhh, my boy this won't take long, and I assure you that you will not die...but I'm afraid it will be very painful." As Sinister softly spoke to the boy he smiled as he watched his eyes lose color and turn completely black, Remy seemed paralyzed and his breathing became shallow, Sinister turned to Creed. "What are you still doing here...leave." He commanded, and picked up a pair of scissors and proceeded to cut the boy's trench coat off him.
