"This is Suicide"
I hate it when she's right. I hate it when any stuck up X-man thinks that they're right. But more often than not, they usually are right. And that bruises an ego let me tell you that.
"Don't be ridiculous." I say making sure that the jet is on the right course while secretly kicking myself for making the ultimate mistake of disagreeing. That's jinxing the whole thing.
"You take one step into that mansion and they are going to pull out the big guns on you." she says making that annoying popping sound with her gum.
She was right again. The X-men had no reason to trust me. I trusted them, they were always so wonderfully reliable. Then again. How many other members of the 'evil' community had they embraced into their home. Enough for them to start their own support club. 'Hello my name is Magneto and I'm an evil mutant' and all that crap. But for me, they would probably make an exception and just blast me away.
Not that I care. I hate the X-men. But for my own reasons its things like that, that are just going to have to change.
"That's why you're the one that's going in to get him." I said grinning.
"No way. Don't even think of it. Do you know how hard its been to not go back there! I go in there and they're gonna be all over me, telling me to come back"
"Just tell them who you're working for"
"Then they'll kill me." she said sitting back in her chair and huffing. Then that smile played across her lips, "Unless, unless Remy's already killed them all"
"Gambit is not that powerful, there is no way he could take out all of the x-men"
"Ooh. Jealous are we? But sure, Remy couldn't take out all of the X-men, but Death could. You're forgetting that Apocalypse designed him for that purpose. He designed all of us for that purpose"
There was a hint of remorse in her voice there.
Lorna Dane had been an interesting turn of events. After conning Sunfire and Gambit back to his base in London, Lorna had turned up. The transformation had scared her, luckily not physically, but emotionally. She had regained her humanity herself but there was still parts of her that hadn't changed and she needed help. She needed help from someone else that had been in her shoes, someone who wasn't an X-man, someone who wouldn't judge her. And she found me.
She was more than a little shocked to find out that rather than manipulating Sunfire and Gambit into doing my bidding I had began to help them throw off the shackles of slavery that Apocalypse had 'bestowed' upon them. Sunfire was easy, after all Apocalypse had given him what he wanted most, to be able to walk again. All it took was to make him realise this. It would still be a while before he was 'Normal' again, but like Lorna, he was getting there.
Gambit however, he had been much more difficult. At best he was only a half horseman who still had memories of his previous life. I thought this impossible however I found that what had happened was the machine had created a new separate personality to the man, Remy LeBeau. In an effort to bring out the Original personality I devised my own machine. However, things did not exactly go to plan. It did bring forth the original personality of Remy LeBeau, but he still wore the body of Death, and the other personality was still there, that of death, that only appeared in Remy's true form. Death would only appear in moments of stress and anger, but recently he had been becoming stronger, even with my constant help he still became stronger. Leading to our situation.
"Why are you doing this anyway? The way I see it, Death destroys the X-men, no more problems for you. Why not just let him do it?" she asks in that logical almost mechanical voice. A result of Acoloypses work.
'Because Remy would never forgive himself, or me.' I thought to myself.
"Which begs the question," she continued, "Why help any of us? We were all X-men, why help us if you hate them so much? What suddenly possessed you to become a changed man"
"I got a soul. I'm on a mission of redemption, to help the helpless"
"You watch too much Buffy, Sinister"
"Angel Lorna, its Angel." I say noting that the jet was getting closer to the mansion.
Well that shut her up. Well, in the sense that it got her ranting about which was better but at least it got her off that other topic.
How long would it be before they really asked me why?
How long would it be before they finally got the answer from me?
Sunfire; because he was in the right place at the right time.
Lorna; she caught on a good day.
For my own reasons I had to begin on a path of redemption.
I had my reasons.
Gambit; A father will always care for his son.