BAD DAY

Part 3

A few hours later she had woken up tied to her own bed. She had thought it was just a dream until she saw Remy sitting in a chair next to the bed, shuffling his cards. He looked disappointed in her. 'Of course he is, Ah probably just killed the love of his life.'

"You feelin' any better Anna?"

"Ah dunno, Ah guess. What happened Remy?"

"Had ta knock ya out. Ya started tryin' ta kill thieves after the assassins ran off."

"So that's what this is 'bout. Ya can untie meh now."

"Non, dat not a good idea yet."

"Whay, ya don't trust meh. Of all people, ya the thief." She laughed at herself. But he didn't laugh with her or even answer her. He just sat there trying to piece together everything he had witnessed tonight.

"What's the last thing ya remember?"

"Ah don't know, been feelin' weird all day. Kind'a emotional."

Henri came in without knocking and gestured for Remy to follow him. They had left her alone just tied to the bed. She figured that they probably didn't know all of her secrets in her suit. She simply flexed her wrist and a small knife jumped into her hand. 'Just in case of emergencies.' Then she smiled to herself as she cut the binds quickly. She quickly grabbed a small bag that she had ready with money and clothes if she were ever in a tight situation, 'just like momma taught meh.' She scribbled down a quick note for Remy, grabbed a chocolate and popped it in her mouth and took off over the balcony.

IN THE HALL...

"Do ya know what happened to her yet, Henri?"

"Non, pere say it has ta do wit her bein' a mutant. Nobody understand it though."

"Quoi?"

"Mystique never left a set of instructions. Didn't even know when it happen."

"Why not? Dis not somethin' she needed right now."

"It's not anything any of us need mon frere."

"How's Belle?"

"No word, da word is she dead, or 'least in some kind of coma."

"All dat wit just a lil touch?"

"Dat how she did it?"

"Dat all Remy see. Belle touched her hand."

"Well den Mystique not lyin' when she say-"

"Shh. Ya hear dat Henri?"

"Quoi?"

"Sound like a door."

"Non." Remy opened the bedroom door and noticed she was gone.

"Henri, go get notre pere, I handle dis." He ran to the balcony and jumped down hoping he wasn't too late.