Chapter 18 The nightmare

A few days later Remy was his normal annoying self again, every chance he'd get he'd sneak out of his room in the med-lab and make his way upstairs. Peeking out of the elevator doors Remy assumed the coast was clear as he silently headed for the stairs...then froze in place when he heard someone say, "Whatcha doing out of bed petite, you damn well 'KNOW' ya ain't supposed ta be leaving dat room..."

Logan chuckled as Remy's arm fell to his sides and his head fell to his chest. "You getting caught while sneaking out, that has got to be the first hun pup?"

"Not bloody likely." Jean-Luc growled. "Remy..."

"I'm fine, I can't stand that frickin room..." Remy turned and glared.

Jean-Luc stood straight, crossed his arms and quirked an eyebrow, silently challenging his son. Remy only sighed and walked back to the elevator cursing under his breath, as the doors opened and he entered, "Stupid hospital room... smells like crap...annoying bed...fucken needles..." he whispered crossing his arms as the doors closed.

"Okay what was that about?" Logan smiled.

"Heh he knows bettah dan ta argue with me, tell me did he ever get in trouble here?"

"That kid...causing trouble here...hehe...absolutely."

"Has he ever been caught?"

"Once by me..."

"Has he ever given you one of his trademark smiles?"

"Oh ya mean da one that always seems ta make him look innocent?"

"That would be da one..."

"I take it he used it on you often."

"Oh yeah...never worked though, could always see through that toothy grin of his...ya can't fool dis ol tief..." He laughed.

Med-Lab

Making his way back to his bed, Remy groaned he hated this place, all of a sudden Remy felt dizzy grabbing on to the bed to steady himself Remy's hand flew to the back of his neck, as he started to get a headache and moaned out in pain. "Remy are you all right?" Hank asked as he stood beside him. Remy's head fell back as he his legs gave way, he would have fallen to the floor if not for a pair of blue furry arms to hold him. Quickly putting him on the bed, Hank checked his pulse and blood pressure, "Remy...can you hear me?" Hank gently shook him. Professor... Hank called telepathically.

Hank?

It's Remy, he just collapsed I can't get him to wake up...

I'm on my way...Kurt I need you to teleport me to med-lab now!

Of course... Charles could smell the scent of brimstone as Kurt appeared beside him and touched the Professor on the shoulder immediately teleporting the man within med-lab.

"Hank?"

"I don't understand, there's nothing wrong with him..." Hank rechecked every machine he had hooked up Remy to.

Charles concentrated on Remy and gasped as he sensed confusion, fear and hatred from the boy he also sensed that he thirsted for blood, but what scared Xavier more was that it was no longer Remy he sensed but someone else. At that moment Remy's eyes snapped open...they were pitch black. Grasping Hank's arm Remy twisted it then kicked him in the ribs sending the doctor crashing into the wall, Charles tried to calm Remy by using his telepathy, but found his thoughts being ripped out of his head, grasping his head in agony Charles cried out while Remy only crouched down on the bed and stared at the man for a moment, Kurt looked on in horror as he backed against the wall. Sensing movement Remy turned to Kurt who immediately froze. "H-h-hi R-R-Remy..." he stuttered.

Tilting his head and sensing no threat from the blue elf Remy silently left the room, walking down the hall Remy noticed a locker room turning into it he checked all the lockers until he found what he was looking for and changed into one of the uniforms which was mostly black clothing along with protective armor instead of a brown duster it was black with a hood, he smiled as he ran his fingers down the smooth surface of his Bo staff. Securing it back within the safety of his coat Remy turned and left the room making his way to the hanger.

Escaping through one of the hatches that led outside, Remy covered his head with the hood and left the safety of the institute.

As soon as Remy left Kurt teleported to the rec room where he knew Scott was. "Scott, Remy went crazy or something I think the Professor's hurt I'm not sure...he actually threw Hank across the room..."

"Kurt...calm down take me there now..." In the blink of an eye Scott gasped as he rushed to his mentor's side, "Professor...Professor can you hear me?" he shook him gently.

Regaining his composure Charles took a few deep breaths while massaging his forehead, "Scott assemble the team, we have to stop Remy...Hank?"

"Oh my...owww..." Hank moaned as he rubbed his arm. "My word how did he do that...Charles what's wrong?"

"It felt like my mind was being torn in two...that wasn't Remy..."

"What do you mean?" Scott asked.

"No time to explain, we need to find him now..." Xavier ordered as he wheeled out of med-lab and headed for Cerebro.

X-mansion, Briefing Room

"What the hell are you talking about where's Remy?" Henri yelled out.

"I don't know something happened Remy's not himself at the moment..." Scott tried to calm the furious LeBeau's.

Everyone was shouting and talking, Jean-Luc was beginning to lose patience. "ALL RIGHT, SHUT-UP...He ain't himself...what...is he being forced ta leave, is he being controlled...what...where da hell would he go?"

"All I felt was fear, hate, confusion and blood lust at the current state that he's in I'm afraid that he's become very powerful..." Charles then thought deeply.

"It has ta be Sinister's doing..." Logan growled out.

"Yes...Remy grabbed the back of his neck before he passed out. Perhaps it has to do with the implant imbedded within his neck, it could have released the mysterious drug which turns our young Cajun's eyes pitch black within Remy's system causing him to act this way." Hank thought aloud.

"The good news is that I can detect him using Cerebro, He's in the woods a few miles from here, he's taking his time to get to the city."

"So what are we still doing here?" Rogue asked annoyed.

"As I've said earlier Rogue he's become very powerful, he's also extremely confused..."

"You'd rather Sinister find him first, and put him against us?" Jean rasped.

"Your right...we leave in ten minutes." Xavier ordered.

Looking down the street Remy crouched low from his spot on the roof of a tall building, spying a flagpole, Remy leapt down to it. Flipping around it a few times to gain momentum he releases the pole and lands between two buildings, stretching his arms and legs to hold him in place Remy then shimmies over to a pipe beside the building and slides down it. Silently landing on his feet, stepping out of the alley, Remy grinned at all the people walking around him.

Remy's first thoughts were of all the little treasures he could pickpocket out of all the people around, he could steal without any difficulty. As he made his way to his first prey, he immediately stopped as a voice in his head forbade him to do so. Remy shrugged it off and continued his way to the wealthy looking young man who was talking on his cell. Yet again the voice growled at him to stop. Frustrated Remy yet again ignored the voice and quickly approached his prey, when all of a sudden a huge amount of pain flooded his senses, doubling over Remy grabbed at his head and was about to black out when the voice called out.

#I will not be disobeyed...# the voice growled. #I am your master, you will do as your told...do you understand?# Remy nodded, the second he did the pain disappeared. #Now there is an alley two blocks down from your position...# Not wanting to make the voice angry Remy followed his instructions. #the sewers# Lifting the manhole Remy jumped down and continued his way through a maze of tunnels the voice guiding him through them. Finding himself to a huge metal door Remy looked at it curiously and jumped back as it slowly opened.

"Welcome home my boy..." Sinister grinned as he watched Remy enter his lab, Remy only stared at him curiously tilting his head. "Come sit..." Sinister instructed as he pointed to the bed with his hand. "Your coat...take it off..." Remy did as he was told and put the coat on the bed beside him as he hopped on the bed, "Your left arm place it on the table palm up..." again Remy complied. "Now do not fear, my dear Remington, I need to replace the implant that was removed...you will feel no pain...understood?" Remy looked at his arm then at Sinister and nodded.

Sinister injected Remy with something to freeze the muscles in his arm, Quickly picking up a scalpel Sinister sliced open the flesh of Remy's arm and carefully placed the implant within, the procedure didn't take more than half an hour, Remy stared at his blood as it slowly flowed out of the wound. Sinister smiled at the reaction the eighteen year old gave at the sight of the blood, cleaning and closing the incision. Sinister carefully wrapped the boy's arm in a clean bandage.

"Now lie down on the bed and get some sleep...tomorrow you can go out and play" Sinister chuckled as he watched the boy close his eyes and smile.

A few hours later Remy woke up to something clattering on the floor, apparently Creed was pissed off and pushed a tray on the ground. "What the hell are ya talking about my services are no longer required?"

"You keep losing or damaging my specimens..."

"DAMAGING...ya told me ta beat the living hell out of the runt until he'd bleed to death so he'd be easier to handle..."

"Remington shall be a fine replacement..."

"The runt is replacing me...he's scared shitless of you what da hell makes you think he'll do anything for you?"

"Remy can be persuaded for example..." Sinister turned to the boy. "Remy..." Remy sat up in bed looking at his master eager to serve him, "Break Sabretooth's arms..." Sinister ordered with a grin.

Remy tilted his head to the side, then looked to Creed who for some reason became paralyzed while he stared at the boy's eyes. Remy crawled off the bed and walked to Creed smirking Remy kicked him in the chest, taken out of his daze Creed grabbed Remy by the arm digging his claws in the flesh Remy didn't even flinch. Remy grasped Creed's arm and pulled dislocating the man's shoulder from it's socket and twisted his arm Creed growled as he heard a snap, Remy then elbowed Creed in the gut grabbing the other arm he twisted it around the man's back and pulled hard as he landed a kick behind the man's head. Hearing another snap, Remy released Creed and watched as the cat man slowly got to his feet.

"Now as you can plainly see...I no longer require your services." Sinister turned and entered his lab. While Remy just stared at Creed.

"You'll pay for that runt..." Creed growled. Hearing and feeling his bones as they healed, Remy sensing the threat from Creed just stood there then took a step back, Creed was about to lunge at the boy but grabbed his head instead as he felt an enormous amount of pain and fell to his knees, Remy kneeled down and watched curiously as Creed groaned and yelled out in pain.

"REMINGTON..." Sinister shouted, Remy jumped and looked at his master, "You'll only drain yourself to exhaustion if you continue like that...return to your bed..." Sinister ordered. Remy stood and lied down on the bed. Creed groaned as the pain slowly left his body and slowly stood grinning as a thought popped in his head.

'Interesting...Hehe...this might be fun...'

Creed walked out of Sinister's lab with a smug look, navigating out of the tunnels to reach the surface, waiting for like twenty minutes Creed grinned when he spotted the X-men. "So you X-geeks lose something?"

"Where's the kid Creed?" Logan growled unsheathing his claws, as the others went on the defensive expecting an ambush.

"You're too late, Sinister's already broken him..."

"What are you talking about?" Scott demanded.

"I'm saying he's created a new Gambit...he'll only take orders from Sinister."

"How...why?" Storm asked worriedly.

"He's a psycho how the hell should I know..." Creed chuckled. "Sinister somehow managed to take all the kid's fears and hate and molded it into a sorta like new personality or something resulting in a power surge...I don't fucken know...He would have completed the research a long time ago but every time he'd get close to succeeding you morons would interrupt, or the runt would wake up and freak out destroying the lab. So he found a way to slowly do the experiments he'd catch him, drug him, give him his usual dose of some weird ass liquid then he'd let the kid go...and watch the results from afar." Creed chuckled as he watched the hate growing on the X-men's faces and continued. "He's extremely powerful now with his mind...but it drains him kinda fast, don't know about his blowing up stuff though, have no idea how powerful he is with that..."

"Why are you telling us all this?" Scott eyed the cat.

"The little runt broke my fucken arms, plus Sinister fired me so...hehe paybacks a bitch..." he grinned.

"Where are they?" Jean asked.

"Down there, just follow my scent Wolfie." Creed chuckled as he turned and was about to walk down the alley.

"Hey Creed..." Logan yelled out, as Creed turned to the Wolverine, Logan had pushed his six adamantium claws in the cat-man's gut and twisted his fists upwards. "That's for torturing the kid you son of a bitch..." retracting his claws Logan then slammed his fist in Creed's jaw, glaring at the unconscious man on the ground Logan then spat on him and muttered, "Fucken asshole..."

Quickly jumping down the manhole Scott, Jean, Bobby, Kitty and Storm made their way through the tunnels, led by a very pissed off Logan.