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Chapter 2 Mischief is fun

A few days later Remy awoke from his little nap with a smile on his face, "Hmmm, what to do today..." he chuckled, oh the possibilities, first of all he had to finish his homework...since he didn't have the time to do it last night he was having too much fun screwing with every single person that lived in the mansion, Remy figured he had about twenty minutes before all hell broke loose.

Well do you blame him he did feel a bit homesick...so after everyone was fast asleep he silently walked around the mansion as insomnia had hit him he smirked as he switched toothpaste with shaving cream, he put dye in a few shampoo bottles, he washed a few items for Scott and Bobby turning nearly their entire wardrobe pink, poured porridge in a few shoes, added chili pepper in the coffee maker, he also became a bit artistic as he used a permanent marker on a few people, added a mustache here a unibrow there as well as wrote a few messages on a few foreheads, shaved and eyebrow here, cut a lock of hair there. He also found a few liquor bottles locked in a cabinet, probably Logan's and added shaving lotion to the mix, it was a shame to ruin such fine vintage but hey it wasn't his fault this kind of behavior was like second nature to him. His cousins and brother always used to do that kind of stuff to each other in order to get a good laugh, his father would often scold them but hey it was all in fun anyway.

Which is why Remy was up and dressed at such an early hour and now walking down the stairs heading for the kitchen to grab something to eat before chaos was ensued he wanted to hide before the screaming started. Grabbing a water bottle and pocketing a few pieces of fruit he put a Danish in his mouth and winced when he heard one of the girls scream, phasing through the walls Kitty was furious, her hair was a bright pink. Remy chuckled as he dropped the Danish and bolted out of the kitchen, screeching to a halt as he spotted a pissed off Scott tromping down the stairs a black eye and black mustache adorned his face as well as half a left eyebrow, jumping over the couch to hide Remy peeked to the side to see if the coast was clear, when suddenly the smell of sulfur filled the air as a green Kurt teleported beside him, Remy grinned. "Um...Mornin?"

Kurt growled as he lunged forward, Remy rolled and tried to avoid being grabbed as he ran through the crowd of pissed off teens every time he'd get to an exit he'd find it blocked screeching to a halt he quickly turned and found himself cornered turning towards the wall Remy took a running start and climbed it wincing as he did so, finding himself on the stairs he sighed as he didn't expect the teens who could fly would have followed him. Watching them carefully a hand on the banister he waited until they came a little closer then lunged forward and slid down the railing.

As he continued on down the stairs he was now face to face with Jean, Rogue and Bobby, as Bobby lunged forward Remy jumped over the railing to the ground level, the other mutants went to grab him but Remy twisted his body, kneeled down, flipping back, forward and sideways to avoid them. Running to the front door he quickly opened it then slammed it shut, leaning against it he grinned wickedly. "I guess that Scott was right I ain't gonna be bored here..." he chuckled as he felt the students trying to open the doors. Sighing he waited until he felt the pull again as he was about to head for the gardens he felt a pair of arms wrap around him through the doors.

"I got him..." Kitty yelled.

"Don't tink so Kit kat..." Remy yelled back as he easily got out of her grip and started running again, he was actually having fun. But now since they were outside everyone was free to use their powers...oohhh challenge.

Dodging the fireballs, snowballs, wooden spikes, laser blasts, pool equipment(thrown by Jean) and such Remy rushed into the forest and climbed the nearest tree, jumping to the branch of another he continued to tree hop until he couldn't sense them anymore, yet he could see that they were still searching for him. Holding in his laughter he waited a few moments to catch his breath then snuck back in the mansion, heading for the kitchen he met with Logan, Storm, Hank and the Professor, who looked at him rather unimpressed although Logan and Hank had a hint of a smile on their faces, putting his coffee down Charles sighed, "You wouldn't have anything to do with why all of my students are wreaking havoc outside searching for a certain someone who probably stayed up all night creating mischief, do you?"

"Eh...maybe...ya didn't drink that coffee did ya?" Remy grinned.

"Yes I did and I do not want to see this kind of behavior again...is that understood?"

Remy nodded, "Um...pup nice touch with getting Kitty's hair pink but green doesn't suit Kurt too well..." Logan snorted.

Remy chuckled then looked to Xavier who still had a frown on his face, "It's not permanent, dey just need ta wash it out..."

"By the way where did you learn to move like that...you're quite the acrobat." Hank asked a bit curious.

"There you are you little bastard..." Bobby hissed, as well as everyone else who stood behind him.

Remy sighed as he turned to him, "What?"

"What...what the hell do you mean what?" he growled.

"Hey how come ya'll knew I was here?"

"I sensed you were here..." Jean growled.

"You did?"

"Well I am a telepath..."

"Hun...okay that's new...hmmm…" Remy thought for a moment as he crossed his arms.

Charles quirked an eyebrow, 'That's new?'

"Screw this..." Rogue hissed as she stepped forward about to hit the Cajun.

"Now all of you calm yourselves..." Charles quickly stopped the Goth then turned to Remy. "I want you in my office now." Charles calmly spoke as he wheeled himself out of the kitchen.

Everyone slowly turned leaving the kitchen Remy smirked as he followed the Professor.

XxXxX

A few hours later after having a chat with Xavier about the rules of the mansion and how everyone here was to respect everyone else's privacy and such as well as a discussion about his punishment Remy strolled down the hallway and made his way outside. Smirking Remy walked around the estate. He'd only been here two frickin days and already he was about to lose his mind. "I can't even leave da place unless I tell someone, they have a fucken curfew...man I hate dis place already..." he huffed as he grinned at a few still pissed off teens that passed by giving them a little wave.

XxXxX

While Remy was slowly going insane Logan was having a talk with Charles, "I don't know Chuck even after those little pranks something don't seem right... That kid's gotta be in trouble or something...I can smell it on him he might not show it but he's scared, he's hiding something..."

"Yes I've sensed that as well, he might seem all happy in causing this sort of mischief and all but he still refuses to open up to anyone. I'm setting up a program for him in the danger room in a few days, something he said this morning has me a bit curious…"

"Like what?" Logan asked chewing on his unlit cigar.

"When he asked how Jean knew that he was in the kitchen…he said 'that's new'…"

"Think he's a telepath?"

"No…since his stay here even I've had a hard time trying to sense his presence within the mansion, like Jean I think he has multiple powers although I might have an idea of what it is, I don't want to ask him about it yet I want to see for myself what he is fully capable of, I would like you to keep an eye on him though..."

"Yeah sure Chuck no problem...there's something else too, where I found him...well when we met I could smell blood on him...it couldn't be that serious with what he just did this morning but…"

"I'll have a talk with Hank when he arrives from the city...do you think you could get him to med lab when he arrives?"

"I'll drag his ass there if I have to..." Logan chuckled as he turned and left Xavier's office.

XxXxX

The next few days Remy mostly kept to himself, every time he sensed Logan near he'd bolt somewhere Remy also seemed a bit worried about something but he never showed it, until that day came when he had to demonstrate to everyone what he was capable of doing in the danger room, "Do I have to?" he whined as he was being dragged by Kitty and Jubilee.

"Yes you have to, we have a pool going on you it's up to eighty bucks..." a brown haired Kitty giggled.

"What pool?" Remy asked.

"What your power is..." Jubilee specified.

"Ya gotta be kiddin' me..."

"Nope..." both girls answered together as they entered the danger room.

"Alright swamp rat, I can't take it anymore what's wrong with your eyes?" Rogue growled as she had walked up to Remy and was now nose to nose with him, "I don't buy that stupid excuse ya gave Logan that the light hurts em'"

Remy chuckled, "But it does chère they extremely sensitive...my eyes are...how did Tante say it..." Remy thought aloud, "My best quality..."

"So why keep them hidden?" she asked crossing her arms.

"Told ya chère...it's too bright in here..."

"Okay since ya can't take the shades off, what color are they?" she asked a bit curious.

Remy leaned down, smirked and crossed his arms to his chest, "Well according ta Tante, they be gorgeous..." he chuckled.

"Alright pup...time to show these punks what you can do..." Logan smirked.

"I still say you got a stupid power..." Bobby drawled as he was leaning against the wall, Remy sighed then turned to him and actually smiled, taking out his cards he started to shuffle them holding up one card which was a joker he slowly walked up to Bobby and looked at his card as it started to glow a pale red, Bobby stared at the card seeming not to impressed with the Cajun's unknown power. Flicking the card in the air above the frigid teen Remy quickly stepped back, Bobby watched the card as it floated down to him, and all of a sudden the card blew up in his face, "ARE YOU INSANE..." Bobby hissed as he started to cough a little.

"Relax I gave it an extremely weak charge, calm da hell down jeez..." Remy sighed as he turned at the stunned faces behind him, "Eh...Did I forget ta mention that the stuff I can make glow goes boom after a little while?" he chuckled nervously, taking a few steps back.

"Bobby are you alright?" Charles asked as he eyed the pissed off teen, when he heard a muffled yes Charles gave his full attention to Remy, "How big of a charge can you manage?"

"Eh very big..." Remy grinned sheepishly.

"Can ya be a little bit more specific?" Logan asked as he stepped forward.

"Umm...not really..." Remy lied stepping back, now feeling extremely uncomfortable since everyone was now watching him.

"If you have a power like that what's that for?" Jubilee asked as she pointed within Remy's trench coat. "That silver stick thing..." she specified.

Remy took another step back, "It's nothin..." as she quickly approached.

"What's that brownish-red stuff on it...wait is that blood?" she asked looking up.

"EY Jubi-girl it's part of da outfit ya mind?" Remy growled, not liking the way everyone was staring at him. "Alright since ya'll are gonna start interrogating me...I'm gettin' da hell out of here..." Remy hissed as he quickly walked out of the room.

"Hey Remy wait up..." he faintly heard.

"Da hell with this..." Remy grumbled as he rushed out of the elevator, screeching to a halt when he heard his cell phone ring Remy answered it as he quickly made his way to the garage, "What…When…Where da hell are ya?" he asked a bit irritated. Remy heard a ruckus and turned hugging a wall he watched as Kurt and Kitty passed him. Remy then looked at the phone in his hand and sighed as he could hear Lapin calling out to him on the cell phone. "Stop yellin, I ain't deaf…" Remy hissed. "Alright I'll be right dere…" hanging up Remy looked around and smiled when he spotted the Harley by the door, pulling a key he had stolen earlier from his pocket he started it and sped off.

XxXxX

Arriving into town Remy parked and started to walk on the streets he looked around and smirked as he locked eyes with a familiar someone, then grimaced a little as he rested a hand to his side and casually walked into an alley hiding into the shadows.

"Ey where da hell are ya?" a red-haired teen asked.

"Ya really have ta work on ya shadowing techniques Lapin..." Remy grinned as he stepped out of the shadows and greeted his cousin, then leaned against a few old crates.

"You're screwed...dey know where ya are."

Remy sighed as he massaged the bridge of his nose, "Damnit what now...I told père it was a bad idea ta drag me ta dis place."

"He only trying ta protect ya Remy besides ya do need help with controllin' ya powers...remember what happened last time?"

"Don' remind me.." Remy growled.

"Ummm..." Lapin grinned. "Well...uncle Jean said ta stay out of sight..."

"Out of si...have ya'll lost ya minds...I can't stay in dat frickin mansion for too long, I can't even leave dat place unless I tell someone, they have a fucken curfew..." he groaned.

"Remy dey want ya dead, and dey nearly succeeded in killin' ya last time...Anyways they know where ya are not where ya live…" Lapin gave an evil grin. "So what's it like livin wit those people?"

"Annoying they won't butt out and leave me the hell alone, keep asking me frickin questions dat's none of their business...and they get extremely pissed if ya dye their hair pink." He grumbled.

"Really?" Lapin chuckled, "Is the mansion still up or are the walls crumbling down yet?"

"Don' start wit me..." Remy growled.

"Remy...where are ya ya swamp rat?" Rogue called out.

"Well dat didn't take long..." Remy grumbled.

Lapin quirked an eyebrow, "Swamp rat...I guess ya not making friends hun?"

Remy looked at his cousin and smirked, "Don have time ta make friends still trying ta stand up straight without flinching if ya forgot..."

"Oh yeah how's ya side anyways?"

"Still hurts, plus didn't help when I had ta get away from everyone after I messed with their stuff…was funny though..." Remy grinned, "Shit hide..." Remy grabbed his cousin and pulled him forward.

"Remy...are you sure you saw him come in here?" Rogue asked Bobby who nodded.

"Yeah...stupid prick running off when the Professor told him not too, now we get stuck in trying to find him...that guy's starting ta piss me off..." Bobby huffed.

"Just startin?" Lapin quipped, Remy grinned as he nudged him in the ribs to keep him quiet.

"Remy..." Jean called out, then concentrated on trying to sense him, Remy closed his eyes and concentrated as well. "He's not here, maybe he's in one of the stores nearby come on..." Jean huffed.

"What the hell was she doing?" Lapin asked when they had left.

"She a frickin telepath...and dey searchin' for me what da hell's it look like..."

"Thought Chuck told ya ta not leave the mansion without telling anyone pup?" they suddenly heard above them.

"Shit, who da hell is dat?" Lapin growled as he stood his ground beside his cousin.

"That would be a pain in the ass..." Remy growled as he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

"Well it's nice ta know I'm being noticed...First of all, there better not be a scratch on my bike ya little prick, second I will get even for ya messin with my personal stash of liquor, third who the hell are you and fourth why'd you run?"

"NO...and since I messed with the others why the hell would I cut you out of all da fun, my cousin, and I ain't about to tell anyone my frickin life story...and how much did ya hear?"

"Up until the part where he said you were screwed so...who's after ya?"

"No one...it's none of ya business anyway..."

"Well it is now...ya got a choice either ya come back to the mansion willingly or I drag you back...and as for your cousin..."

"He's not coming with us..." Remy growled as he turned to Lapin, without saying a word Lapin nodded his head and ran out of the alley.

"He's a quick little fella ain't he?" Logan smirked then turned to the Cajun and grabbed him by the arm pushing the Cajun in front of him nudging him to get in his Jeep, contacting the other students who were also sent to search for the missing teen to return to the mansion Logan seemed actually pissed while Remy sulked all the way back to the mansion. When they arrived Remy was plagued with questions upon questions he was also being scolded by the adults. Pushing his way through the crowd he quickly made his way to his room locking the door he then climbed out of his window and up to the roof, "Should've said I was sick dis mornin' damnit... What's that red stuff on that silver stick thing?" he growled trying to imitate Jubilee's voice as he walked to the other side of the building staying out of sight from anyone, slowly lifting his shirt, Remy checked on the gunshot wound to his left side, it might have grazed the skin but it still went through the flesh then pulled his shirt back down, "Knew I forgot to do something..." Remy growled as he looked at his bloody Bo-staff.

"So what happened?" he heard Logan ask as he approached him and sat down next to the teen, "The blood I mean...I could smell it the first time we met..."

"Why is it every time I turn around ya there…" he growled then put his Bo staff away, "It's nothing...it was quickly taken care of..." Remy stared at the tiles on the roof.

"I'm sure it was but I still wanna know what happened, and Hank won't leave ya alone until ya let him look at that...and he'll know cause I've already told him...don't start any crap, this is serious..." Logan paused for a moment, "Does your father know what happened?"

Remy laughed softly at that, "Course he knows, why ya tink I'm here?"

"Isn't it cause you need help with ya powers?"

"That's part of it..."

"What's the other part?" Logan leaned forward, then frowned when the Cajun refused to answer, "Alright ya don't want ta answer fine...come on ya need ta let Hank look at ya wound, and don't ya dare say no, I'll carry ya to the lab if I have to...unconscious or kicking and screaming…your choice…" Logan warned and watched as Remy sighed, and walked to the edge of the roof, then carefully climbed down.

Walking to the med-lab with Logan at his heels, Remy was greeted by the blue furry doctor and the Professor. "Why did you run..." Charles asked taping his index finger on the armrest of his hover chair. Remy refused to answer as he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, Charles sighed as he looked to the teen, "Logan said you had been injured will you allow Hank to take a look at the injury?"

"If I say no, dat one's probably gonna hold me down while that one looks me over right?" Remy frowned not wanting anyone especially a doctor touching him.

"Remy we are here to help you..." Charles wheeled forward, "If I ask a question actually three questions will you answer them truthfully?"

"Depends what dey are..." Remy huffed.

"Very well the first one is will you please take off those sunglasses...I wish to see your eyes..." Remy sighed and slowly lifted his hand to his shades hesitating for a few moments he pulled them off, and looked to Charles with his eyes closed slowly opening his red-on black eyes he looked at Charles' reaction which was of wonder. Remy looked at him a bit confused, when Xavier smiled "Thank-you...now..." he sighed, "Even though you are in the mansion I sometimes have trouble to sense where you are. I know you are not telepathic, do you have a power that is somewhat similar?"

"Um…non…" Remy lied, "I ain't dat familiar wit it so I can't really explain it but Tante calls it charm…"

Charles chuckled, "Your charm…tell me can you sense the people around you…more specifically how they're thinking or feeling?" Remy only shrugged in answer, Xavier gave a small smirk, 'Interesting…he may be an empath…' "Now for the third question. The ones who harmed you...did it have anything to do with your powers?"

"Sort of..." Remy looked down.

"How powerful are you...how big of a charge can you manage?" Charles asked.

"Big enough ta level an eight story building..." Remy muttered still looking at his feet.

"Are you serious?" Logan asked dumbfounded.

"Why would I lie bout something like dat?" Remy lifted his head seeing how surprised they were.

"Do you often lose control?" Charles continued his questioning.

"Not really..."

"When was the last time you did?"

"Bout five days ago...the day before I came here." Remy whispered as he remembered that day and told them about it. "The men who were aftah me hated mutants...they wouldn't let up so I rushed into an old abandoned building, dey followed. I went into a room and found myself trapped so I charged two walls to try and scare them off, when they saw the walls glow they backed off but were still able to get a shot off...when I released the walls and fell to the ground it was too late I couldn't take back da charge they ran off and I crashed through the floors and rushed out before the walls blew...the whole building came down..." the story he told was mostly true except for the fact that the men who hated mutants were actually members of the Assassins Guild, their Guild leader's son Julien Boudreaux always hated Remy.

The Thieves guild and the Assassins were since recently in a truce that was until Julien got pissed off when he saw Remy speak to his sister Belladonna. Julien had sent a few of his friends to corner Remy who rushed into the abandoned building, but being a member of the guild he wasn't about to tell a group of strangers like Xavier about it.

"And you came out without a scratch...well except for the gunshot wound." Hank approached with some saline and a few bandages gesturing for Remy to sit on one of the beds.

"Not exactly, shit load of cuts and bruises, as well as a badly twisted ankle..." Remy took off his trench coat laying it beside him and sat on the bed slowly lifting his shirt to let Hank examine the wound, anything to make them leave him alone later.

"Well according to ya cousin they know where ya are right?" Logan crossed his arms.

"Non...they know I be in New-York...not here..." he answered then looked at what Hank was doing.

"Well it doesn't look too bad...although these old cuts once were when did you get them?" Hank gently ran his claw like hands on the thin marks on Remy's back and chest. Then looked up Remy had a frown on his face. "Remy?"

Remy glanced at the doctor, "Was five..." he whispered.

"How did you get them?" Hank asked again a bit concerned.

"Don' remember..." he lied, "Are ya done?"

"Actually no..." he answered as he taped up the wound, and then smiled. "I would like to give you a physical..." Hank answered plainly as he took Remy's hands and examined them.

Remy quickly pulled his hands out of Hank's grasp, "Eh no thanks, no offence homme but I don't know ya dat well, besides I already had one before I came here..."

Charles smiled, "Your eyes are extraordinary...did they change color when you received your powers, or were they this color when you were born?" he asked curious.

Remy hesitated for a moment then answered as he again looked at his feet. "Born dis way..."

Hank's eyes went wide. "Born...then your mother had to be a mutant since your father isn't...what are her powers?"

Remy glared at the doctor, "Don't evah ask me about that crap again..." he drawled.

Logan quirked an eyebrow at the boy's sudden mood change, "Crap...talking about your family is crap...something tells me ya got family issues pup what happened?" Logan crossed his arms as he sat in a nearby chair. "And don't say it's nothing..."

"Okay, how's dis...it's none of ya business..."

Logan looked at the teen carefully, "I take it you don't like mom much?"

"Can we change da subject if not I'm leavin'"

"What happened to your mother Remy?" Charles asked in turn.

"I don' believe dis, I-do-not-want-ta-talk-'bout-dis..." Remy hissed.

Hank didn't want to ask this but he was a bit curious, since the teen's mood seemed angered. "Is she the one who gave you those old wounds when you were five?" Hank asked.

"I DON'T KNOW WHO MY MOTHER IS...NOW FUCK OFF..." Remy growled as he jumped off the bed, grabbed his coat and headed for the door.

"Remy wait a minute...you don't know your mother...doesn't your father talk about her?" Hank asked calmly.

Remy slowly turned and glared at the three, "Don' know who my father is either...Jean-Luc adopted me when I was seven caught me tryin' ta pick his pocket...took me off da streets..." he answered then left med-lab and headed for his room.