Hola mes amis. I'm back with a vengeance! Ok Actually I'm sorry, it's been a while since my last update, but school and band have been eating up my free time. That and I'm trying to learn French on my own from the internet…Anyway! This chapter is going to be mostly Remy and we find out a little about his past and Belladonna's plan.

Disclaimer: I don't not own the X-Men…Sigh Ok I don't own them…

MisfitGirl13

A Word to the Wise

Remy walked into the Thieves Guild headquarters. He was as silent as death, but apparently that wasn't quiet enough, for he had just entered and already his brother Henri had pounced on him. He tackled Remy to the ground and lifted his hand to punch him in the face, but Remy shouted

"Frere! It be me moi Remy!"

"Remy?"

Henri stopped his attempt to hit him and got off of his brother. He pulled into the living room and saw that it was indeed his little brother. He pulled him into a hug and said,

"Remy, ya should know better den to sneak up on us like dat! I almost had ya!"

"Ya did not almost have me, frere," Remy replied, "I didn' wanna hurt ya."

"Remy," Henri asked as he pulled away from his brother, "what are ya doin' back here? I t'ought ya were happy in New York wit' your femme."

Remy looked down when his brother mentioned Rogue.

"I was happy, mon frere. But I got a letter from Belladonna."

Henri stared at his brother in disbeilf. Nothing Belladonna said oe did was ever enough to get Remy to come back. What had happened?

"What did it say, Remy?"

"She was threatnin' Rogue. And she knows some stuff 'bout me. Stuff Rogue don't ever need ta find out. So I came here. She said she wanted ta marry moi. But that ain't gonna happen."

"What are ya gonna do, Remy?"

"Je ne sais pas.(I don't know.)"

Henri nodded his head.

"Do ya want help wit' dis, Remy?"

"Non. I'll handle it on my own. I only dropped by ta say hello. And now dat dat's done, I better be off."

"Where ya gonna go?"

Remy shrugged his shoulders.

"Don' know."

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With that he left the house and found his way back to the French Quarter. He would be meeting Belladonna at the little café on the corner of Charles and St. Louis street. (There is a real café there. Thank you google earth!)

He opened the door and looked to the back of the café. Belladonna and her brother Julien sat at a table with three cups of coffee. When he approached Belladonna smiled at him and said,

"S'asseoir (Sit.)"

Remy sat down across from them, but didn't take the cup that was offered to him. Instead he looked into Belladonna's eyes and said in a deadly quiet voice,

"What do ya really want? Ya and I both know dat we don' want anyt'ing ta do wit each ot'er."

Belladonna sighed and a small smile graced her lips.

"You're right, Remy. Where is your lovely femme?"

Remy heart started to beat faster. What did she want with Rogue?

"She ain't here," he said.

"Well, Remy dear," she snapped her fingers and every person in the café stood up and surrounded them, "maybe next time, ya will be smarter."

"What are ya talkin' 'bout?" Remy asked confused.

"I mean, we didn' expect ya ta bring de Rogue along wit' ya. And since she don't know what she's walkin' inta, it'll be dat much eaiser ta capture her."

"Capture?"

"Oui, Remy. We have plans for de femme."

She snapped her fingers again and Remy was knocked out. The last thing he remembered seeing was the satisfied smile on Belladonna's face.

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Remy woke up several hours later. He reached his hand up to his head and felt a bump.

"Merde."

What had happened? Where was he? He looked around. The walls were bare and he felt something around his neck. He walked forward and saw he was in some sort of cell.

How quaint.

He picked up his hand again and tried to charge the bars. But nothing happened.

What's going on?

He tried again, and still nothing. Then he heard a door open and Belladonna came strolling in.

"What is goin' on here Belle?"

Belladonna smiled at him in a sickeningly sweet way.

"Well, we're waiting for de Rogue to come and 'save de day.'"

She sat down and saw that Remy was still trying to charge the bars of his cell.

"Don' bot'er cher. Dat collar ya got on ain't a fashion statement."

"Fine." Remy dropped his hands off the bars in defeat. "Belle, do ya really know all dat stuff 'bout me?"

"Oui, I do."

"But how?"

"Well, tellin' ya would be a waste of my time. And I only came down here ta make sure you were awake. I should be goin'. I'll tell your femme ya said bonjour."

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Remy sat in his cell wondering how long it had been since he got here. It had to have been a few days at least. Or maybe only a couple of hours? He wasn't sure anymore. He silently cursed himself. How could he have been so stupid? Of course they wanted Rogue. He had been to careful and now he might have gotten her killed.

But maybe she wouldn't come. Yes that's it! She had been mad at him. She won't come.

Remy thought about the years before he had met Rogue. The years Belladonna had threatened him with. It all seemed so far away. He wished it was farther.

He was losing control. He needed help. What could he do? He wondered who could help him. He had heard rumors. There was one man, but he sounded so creul. Could he truly be that desperate? The answer was yes, he could. He found the man they called "Mister Sinister" and asked for his help. The man made Gambit less powerful but he could control it now. He was so happy! But there was a catch. Remy gathered up some mutants for the man and he named them the Maraders. Gambit led them into the tunnels under New York and…

"Non!"

He didn't want to think about that. That day had been so horrible. How could he have been that blind. And if Rogue ever found out the whole truth she wouldn't want anything to do with him.

Rogue…

Maybe she wouldn't come…

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Alrighty then! Now we know a little about Remy's past but not the whole story. Next chapter Rogue, Kitty, and Piotr will start there journey to New Orleans. Review por favor! And til next time,

MisfitGirl13