Forgiveness
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Chapter 6: Trap
"Remy's in place mon ami, over."
"Shadow is in place and ready for some serious ass-kicking over."
"BlackFlame in place over."
"Xa here and unfortunately not destroying something. Oven"
"It's over, Xa, get it right, we need to take this mission seriously hundreds of lives are a stake. Garret and One Eye are in place over." Muffle, muffle. "IT'S CYCLOPS!"
"Whose bright idea was it to put them together there probably going to end up killing each other before we even see a bad guy." Pause. "Oh, yeah, Gravitate and Nightcrawler in place. Over."
"Kitty and Piotr." Giggle. "In place. Over" Giggle.
Pyro and Wolvie in place" Scream. Wolverine's voice. "Over."
"Jean and Mirage in place, over."
"Brotherhood in place, over."
"OK team let's make this swift and deadly head in."
They had finally found the warehouse Essex was perfecting his control bugs, Remy called them. He crept closer towards the roof top door. He tried the door. Hmm locked well dat won't do non, non, non. He picked it quickly and crept slowly down the stairs.
"Now teams!"
He burst through the door charged card in hand to be met by an empty hallway.
He tip toed towards one of the doors in the hallway swinging it open nothing, not a scrap of anything. Oh merde they must have known! He checked all the rooms nothing. How did they know?
He came upon the last door and blew it open to come face to face with a fire dragon. He jumped back instantly trying to pat out the flame on the back of his trench coat cursing long and hard in French.
"Oops sorry mate, I thought yeh was this Essex guy. It seems he's flown the coup and I'm thinking there be a rat among us." Pyro said glancing down the hallway. "So's yeh checked all the doors every little speck?"
Remy pulled his coat off to inspect the burn marks. "Mon pauvre dieu de manteau vous pyrogéné stupide brûlant chaque chose que vous voyez que vous duper mon manteau est ruiné." He then glared at Pyro. "Oui, every speck." He spat.
"Now no need to get cranky mate I said I was sorry." Pyro stated
"Dis coat was custom made I've had it since mah sixteenth birthday, my pa gave it to me." He said fuming.
"Holy crickey mate since you was sixteen." Pyro said shocked "maybe it was a good thing I burned it."
Remy shot him a look that could've been deadlier than one of Cyclop's blasts. Pyro held up his hands in a mock surrender. "Sheesh all this over a coat!"
"THIS COAT WAS-" Remy was cut off by a new voice.
"Custom made we all heard." They spun around to find a woman in a green suit with a spin of colors in it and long blonde hair in a pony tail. She was giving them a sly grin.
"And who is this we, petite?" Remy asked looking at her with suspicion.
"Me and Blockbuster of course." She answered pointing behind them. Before they could turn they were smashed from behind and thrown over the woman. She laughed as she saw them smash threw the door that Pyro had come from.
When Remy brushed off his daze he realized he was in the middle of a fight. He charged a card and flung it at the guy that was creeping behind Betsy. "Ahh!" The guy yelled when he was flung aside from the explosion.
He spotted Remy as the perpetrator and started towards him with a glowing arm, when a bare hand covered his face. At first Remy was confused but then saw the guy collapse with Betsy standing over him. Remy's eyes widened in shock and curiosity. She barley glanced his way before jumping back into battle. Strange, didn't think she had that power he brushed it off thinking only that one of the other enemies had, had it.
"Enough. You are boring me at first your spying was amusing but now it's just interfering!" A raspy voice cut through the fight. The same man Remy had seen in the picture stood now in over them in real life, superiorly looking down on them, chin held high. "You are getting to be a nuisance, so I must destroy you!"
Betsy flew up. "You want to destroy something destroy me!"
He smiled a smile that could make wolves run tail between their legs. "Gladly."
She created a psychic shield around herself deflecting whatever attack Essex seemed to be throwing at her.
While Remy was watching some one had snuck behind him and he flew into a nearby wall a wave of something pulsed through him shaking him violently. He blacked out.
"Night Hon." Was all he heard.
He woke slowly his eyes squinted as he tried to place where he was. He heard around explosion and he remembered. He glanced around slowly trying to take function his body. He tried to get a grip on what was going on.
In the left corner Kitty protected a knocked out Piotr from what looked like a boy made of glass.
A little to the right sat a amused boy who seemed to be watching Kurt try and port but he didn't seem to be able to function right porting every where else then near the boy.
In the far right Scott and Jean tried to avoid harpoon like light shafts that seemed to be coming out of the boy's hands.
Wolverine was in a berserker like mode fighting against an ugly looking beast with fangs dripping and claws out.
The Blob and Gravitate behind him were going against what looked to be a steroid pumped woman with sunglasses.
BlackFlame was fighting violently with black flaming hands and very fast guy wielding Chinese throwing stars. She was really good but his mutations seemed to make him faster it didn't look like she could win but she kept going.
He scanned the rest of the area to find most of the X-men, two MPRS girls and one of Essex's henchmen lay scattered on the floor knocked out or worse. Garret was no where to be seen. Remy shuttered. That's when he fought the pains of his body and forced himself to get up.
He threw a charged card towards the boy who seemed to be the cause of Night Crawlers powers going astray. The boy screamed and fell. Night Crawler finally able to land on the ground, collapsed panting.
"Help…Rogue." He said then went into a total blackout.
Rogue? But he was told Rogue was dead.
He looked up to see not Betsy but Rogue her black uniform ripped in quite a few places. How-was-Who- it-WHAT was going on she was supposed to be dead. It couldn't be possible.
She and Essex were both flying battling with physical combat and mental it seemed. Essex looked almost as bad as Rogue. Painting and sweating and still he didn't stop. There attacks were so fast Remy's eyes could barely keep up with them.
He grabbed a card and charged it up and let it fly towards Essex. It didn't do much damage to him but it did give Rogue the chance she needed. A red wave of something came from her body then hit Essex and sent him flying into a wall, then to the ground.
"Marauders grab our wounded we're getting out of here!" Essex yelled and then smashed something to the ground and smoke filled the room.
Remy started coughing violently as the chemical filled his lungs.
Through the smoke he saw Rogue fall. He ran in the direction he thought it was and almost tripped over Rogue's unconscious body.
She looked different since the last time he had seen her three years ago when she had been under Mesmero's control and absorbed Remy and the other mutant's. Her face was devoid of the make up she had worn then, with out it she looked like a different person entirely. Her pouted lips and pale petite face was a little like the face Betsy had excluding the Asian features and it was all framed by long white bangs. God she was even more prettier then Betsy had been.
He ripped a handkerchief in two and put one half covering her mouth, the other he used to cover his own.
He saw a figure coming closer he pulled out his last card and was about to throw it when the figure came into view.
It was Garret. He had some type of cloth over his mouth and was still coughing.
Remy uncharged the card and put it back in his pocket.
Garret stumbled over to Rogue's other side and took her pulse, then he took the handkerchief off to check her breathing. He then seemed to be satisfied and replaced the handkerchief. He finally seemed to realize Remy was there when the smoke started to clear he glared at him. God this guy could still be an ass no matter what situation.
Most of the X-men were caring for the wounded but Wolverine who still seemed to be in his animalish like personality stalked up to Garret and grabbed him by the neck of his shirt.
"When the fuck were you going to tell us Betsy was Rogue?!" He snarled.
The boy seemed to examine his situation then answered. "I wasn't."
"Wrong answer, Bub." Wolverine growled unleashing one set of his claws. "You have ten seconds to tell me why the hell not."
The boy glared at him with fire in his eyes. "Do you really want to be scorched from the outside, in?" He said coldly. Remy believed he'd do it as light hazes appeared around him.
"I'll take my chances." He said his claws closing in on Garret's face. The hazes seemed to grow brighter. Remy grabbed Logan's hand by the wrist.
"Don mon ami, your not your self when your out of this state you'll regret it." Remy advised calmly. But inside something asked why the heck are you savin his ass and riskin your life in the process.
Wolverine glared at him. "Are you positive about that Gumbo?" He said eyeing Garret.
"Oui, monsieur." Remy said looking into eyes that didn't seem to belong to Logan but slowly the animal he saw there faded away and Remy released his hand. Logan threw Garret into the wall and walked over to Rogue.
BlackFlame stood between them. "Stay away from her." She said in a dangerous voice. "We know what you did to her, but you're lucky she doesn't or she'd kill you, Basterd. I would to, given the chance. Let's just leave it with her not knowing you." She said eyes narrowing.
Logan took a step forward.
Her hands burst into flames. "Don't make me put you down like the dog you are." She said in a voice that would freeze fire itself.
Logan's face twisted into a scowl, his fists clenched and unclenched. It seemed like hours before he spun around and took off. Her hands went out, but turned her glare on Remy. "You too."
Remy's eyes examined her. She seemed to be shaking and had a long deep gash along her thigh and on her upper chin. There were also thin scratches along her ribs and arms, then a bruise on her left eyebrow that seemed to be swelling. She didn't look like she could still be standing. Yet here she was threatening to take on Wolverine and win.
He gritted his teeth and nodded. If any one of the MPRS force had to take care of Rogue, Remy was glad it was her. He walked off to help the other X-men with the wounded.
Translations
Oh my poor coat god you stupid pyro burning every thing you see you fool my coat is ruined
Okay know Rogue's in the picture so I can spice things up with a little ROMY. I love Romy but that might have to wait for chapter eight because I have a whole Rogue angst thing planned for the next. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW.
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