IMPORTANT DETAILS PLEASE READ NOTE IN CHAPTER ONE!
Summery: The X-men were called to the scene right after the Morlock Massacre in New York by a dear friend. When they arrive, blood and carnage everywhere is what they find, except for two survivors. One a Morlock child. The other a young man, young mutant, with critically life threatening injuries from Victor Creed. After taking him to the mansion to help him recover, some things about the stranger are unveiled. Is this man a friend or foe? And what the hell would a man like Mister Sinister want with him?
Notes!
1.) This story starts DURING the Morlock Massacre with my take on Remy getting attacked by Sabertooth.
2.) STORM IS NOT PART OF THE X-MEN RIGHT NOW! I MADE HER THE LEADER OF THE MORLOCKS IN THE BEGINNING OF THIS!
3.) Some characters might have already joined the X-men when they shouldn't have been there during this time period. One I am thinking of is Wolverine, I don't think he was part of the team at this time and Storm. If that's the case disregard my top note, but no she is leader of the Morlocks.
4.) Obviously this story is quite the mixed AU.
5.) I AM NOT CAJUN SO SINCERLY APOLOGIZE IF MY ATTEMPT TO TAKE ON REMY'S ACCENT OFFENDS ANYONE! I AM DOING THE BEST I CAN I PROMISE!
(If you have any tips for me they would be very much welcome loves)
Now, enjoy!
'Great those two are at it again.' Jubilee thought quietly as she entered the hallway.
Warren and Bobby stood in the middle of corridor, Warren had his hands balled up at his sides and Bobby was standing in front of a wall covered in ice mind you expensive paintings included, as if his body would hide the evidence.
"Bobby!"
"What!? I didn't do it!"
"Right, and I can't fly." came Warren's sarcastic remark.
Bobby voice suddenly filled with alarm, mixed with some confusion, "Wait what? Why not those things on your back quit-
"You idiot! I paid a lot of money for that! I just got it and hung it up in the hallway until I could clear some stuff in my room!"
"Don't blame me! I didn't do it!"
"There's ice all over the wall! No one else in this house can do tha-"
"Nuh uh! Stor-"
"She's not that stupid! I know it was you!"
"Urgh, it was an accident! What gives anyway? It's a stupid painting, just buy another one! You are rich after all—hey!"
She was walking right behind them as the taller man lunged at Bobby. Warren's wings swung open with a whoosh, whether involuntary or not she didn't know, nor did she care. What she did care about was the feathered appendage coming towards her head at a shocking speed about to hit her in the face.
A startled cry escaped her as she ducked into one of the leisure rooms just barely missing the white feathered limb in the process.
'That was close! Dammit Warren!'
Letting out a huff as the men ignored her and began to fight, she shouted at Warren angrily.
"Hey! Watch it with those things!"
An amused chuckle got her attention and she around to find Logan lounging across the couch with his feet on the arm.
"Well, he's still not as fast as me." she stated with a cocky grin.
Logan started to laugh now, it took him a few seconds to compose himself.
Jubilee could always make him laugh, he loved the girl.
"Kiddo, I saw that from here. Ya almost got nailed."
She let out a frustrated huff. "So? I've seen Warren knock both Cyclops and Nightcrawler over once! Nightcrawler, Wolvie! You know the one who is supposed to have a degree or something in acrobatics? The blue one?"
A look of 'Whoops' crossed her features as soon as the words left her mouth. "Maybe you shouldn't tell Scott I told you that."
They both stared at each other for a moment each trying to keep a straight face before they ended up bursting out into a fit of laugher.
After a few moments they managed to stifle their laughter.
"Kid, some of the stuff that... heh... comes outta yer mouth."
"Yeah, I know, I know." she said plopping down on Wolverine's stomach making him let out a grunt of 'oof'.
"Ow my butt… geez Wolvie why are you so hard?"
Logan visibly dead panned. His mind going blank.
'Does she even know how that sounded?'
"What!?" Bobby's voice exclaimed having heard their conversation his head popping in to look in from the hallway.
Wolverine cleared his throat and looked at Jubilee, who's smirk told him that she knew exactly how that sounded.
"We're not done yet you cold asshole!" Warren shouted and just like that Bobby disappeared and they could hear the thudding of feet running down the hall and Bobby suddenly screaming apologies, something that sounded like trouble honestly.
'I really should go check that out. I'm the only adult on duty right now it seems, though Warren is I don't know how old. The question is do I want to?'
More shouting down the hall and Bobby screeching for mercy told him he definetly should check it out and that made up his mind.
'No I don't.'
"For christ's sake." he grumbled scrubbing his hand over his face.
Jubilee started giggling in response, and he rolled his eyes.
"Ya should'a thought of that before ya sat down kid, adamantium skeleton 'member? If I'm so uncomfortable, ya coulda just asked me ta move." he gruffed stretching his arms and folding them behind his head.
She ignored the comment and waited in silence. Almost like she had a question she wasn't sure she was supposed to ask.
He let out a sigh, grabbing his cigar where he had it setting in the ash tray and took a puff off it. "Go ahead and ask darlin'."
Her eyes lit up, "So Wolvie, is it true there's a new guy?"
'Knew it..'
Logan shrugged his shoulders, "I dunno maybe."
He took another puff of his cigar before setting it over the ashtray again.
"What do you mean Wolvie? How can it be a maybe? I've heard ya guys dragged a person in here."
"If the boy survived those injuries, then yeah there should be a new guy."
She let out a small 'Oh.' looking down appearing to be in thought for a few moments, "How bad was it?"
"Bad. Sorry darlin' I don't think ya should get yer hopes up." he said patting her on the shoulder.
A loud crash from down the hallway made him jump and the shouting from Warren that followed made his eyebrow started to twitch.
"I might kill those boys." he grumbled.
Jubilee's body shifted and he let out a grunt as her knee pushed into his stomach. "Were ya plannin' on gettin' off anytime soon kid?"
"Nope!" she chirped.
He quirked an eyebrow letting out another grunt when she shifted again, "Then what are ya doin'! That hur-"
"Hey! It's not my fault my butt fell asleep!" a wide grin spreading across her face and he found himself smiling at the goofy grin.
/Logan/
His smile dropped at the intrusion of Jean's voice.
/What is it Jeanie?/
/Is Henry home or did he go out?/
Wolverine furrowed his brow, he knew he saw Hank leave earlier.
/He went out, do ya need something?/
/Yes. Can you grab Warren and accompany me in the medical bay?/
His look became grim, he had a feeling he knew what happened, he just hoped it wasn't too serious.
/Yeah./
/Thank you./
"Jubes, I need ya to get off now. Jean needs me."
She let out a grumble but got down and he quickly got to his feet. "I'll talk to ya later kiddo."
"See ya Wolvie."
Logan walked back into the hallway and stormed down to the library where he had heard Warren and Bobby last.
He could here them tussling about and he slammed the door open for dramatics, making both men stop moving the instant they saw him. Warren still had his fist raised and it almost looked like they were playing twister.
The older mutant opened his mouth to speak before he got a look at the room, his jaw just hung open in shock at how trashed the place was.
Turning to the two with a glare that made both stare at him like deer stuck in headlights, he pointed at Warren.
"Wings! Get yer ass up and wait for me in the hallway. Icecube clean this mess up!"
Both the younger mutants opened their mouths to protest, and he shot them down with another glare and popped a claw out.
"Did I stutter!? I've listened to the two of ya bicker all afternoon and I'm done! Both of ya get! Now!"
Warren hauled ass outside as he was told, and Bobby was trying desperately to scramble to his feet.
Logan rolled his eyes and met the winged man in the hallway.
"Logan I-"
"Clam it! Follow me, we're going to the med lab. Jean wanted both of us."
Wordlessly the two made their way to the elevator.
~ Xavier Mansion: Med Lab ~
"Non! Get away from me!" the young thief shrieked dark eyes staring at the new comer with nothing but panic.
Jean was confused, Scott had come into the med lab to check on her and as soon as the injured man set his eyes on him he freaked out.
Now they were stuck in a difficult situation, regardless of his injuries in his panic Remy had tried to jump off the bed only to end up a crumpled heap on the metal floor.
His legs weren't completely healed and with the simple black boxers he was wearing, she could see blood smeared on the surface of the metal pannels. The blood coming from the back of his thighs and some dripping down his lower back where stitches gave way.
When Scott and her went to approach him he grabbed the closest thing next to him and seemed to have charged it with energy threatening to attack them if they tried to stop him from leaving the room.
Jean didn't want Scott to get rough with him, it'd be harder for one person to man handle him as opposed to if they had some help.
They also didn't know how powerful his attacks could be and she didn't want to take a risk.
Not that he was going anywhere at a fast rate, his body was shot and he was literally dragging himself toward the door.
He was determined, that was certain.
"It's alright Remy, I just want to help." she spoke softly.
"No… you X-men. If Remy don' get on outta here da crazy man gon' kill me or worse."
"Who Remy?" Jean asked curiously.
"Non… non… I… I can't say chere… you seem like a nice girl and I'd just feel awful if I had to bruise dat face in order to leave."
Scott glared angrily at the younger man, "That's enough."
The doors opened and Jean let out a sigh of relief when Warren and Logan stepped through the doors.
She noticed Remy's eyes grew twice their original size, shifting from Scott, then Warren, and lastly Logan. The hand holding the glowing pen started to tremble and he started moving away from the door but she had a feeling it he was trying to move away from them instead.
She had an idea of what the cause of his discomfort was, well she had a wild guess. If she was right, she'd handle the situation differently next time, but right now they'd have to make do.
"Why is it so dark in here?" Warren asked.
/His eyes are extremely light sensitive, I do not wan't want to startle him./ Jean explained to him quietly.
The Canadian caught sight of the familiar face right away, it wasn't hard with that bright glow emitting from his hand and the wild eyes that glowed brightly at them through the dimmed lights.
Logan sniffed the air and crinkled his nose, the scent of fear was so strong in the room it actually made his nose hair tingle.
He could feel the emotion broadcasting at him too. It was that head thing again.
"Jeanie what do ya want us ta do darlin'?" he asked, though he had a feeling he already knew. At least it would get the other guys up to date on a plan.
"Wolverine! Lookout!" Angel cried as a bright light soared across the room straight at Logan.
Too late.
The charged object exploded on impact with Logan's chest and a large cloud of smoke and a pained shout from the Canadian filled the room.
"Jesus Christ!" Scott yelled, trying to see through the smoke to see if their companion was injured.
"De next person who come at moi is gonna get blown to pieces just like dat."
When the smoke cleared Logan stood with the remains of his shirt hanging off him and char marks decorating the grumpy look on his face.
When the wounds knitting themselves together right before his eyes, Remy's face dropped and his eyes widened in shock and soon terror when he was reminded of a certain individual.
An individual who he'd seen heal wounds the exact same way.
"Now Wings!" Logan shouted reading the distracted state of the cajun.
Warren snapped back into reality and hurried forward, his footsteps caught the man's attention and he was about to react but Warren was able to pin him before he could do so.
Holding onto him that was another story.
The man was like a cat in a box! With injuries like that there is no way anyone should still be THAT limber!
He twisted, he scratched, kicked, screeched and even tried to head butt.
"Non! Get off me! I'll tear de blond right from y' head! Remy not do dis 'gain!"
"Holy shit! Someone help!" Warren cried in surprise when the cajun's forehead missed his nose by mere centimeters.
Scott approached to help Warren hold the other mutant down and Logan could see the kid's dark eyes become glassy as they darted back and forth between the two men.
/Logan, I'm going to try to get a hold of Henry. I'll be right back./
The Canadian just gave the woman a nod and turned his attention back to the scene before him.
Remy went completely still beneath the two men and everything went quiet.
"No.. no… no… Remy gon' wake up soon. Dis is all in y' head boy. Dat's Papa would say…"
Warren and Scott exchanged glances with Logan who shrugged.
It seemed like the kid was trying to will himself to calm down, and for a moment it looked like it was working until his breathing hitched abruptly followed by the strangled noise that escaped his throat.
The young man's eyes cast to the ground when he spotted something discarded on the floor.
"What kinda bird is dat…?" he mumbled to himself.
Logan furrowed his brow and scanned the floor and spotted a long white feather from one of Warren's wings, likely having been pulled out during the scuffle.
Something wasn't right.
A lot of the broad casted feelings were becoming extremely confusing, and he had to place a hand to his head to stop the thrumming.
Remy was pulling against the hands holding him again, but Logan raised an eyebrow it wasn't aggressive this time, instead he could see the boy desperately trying to look over his shoulder.
It was more like he wanted to get up.
"Let'im go guys."
Uncertainty showed on both men's faces for a brief moment but they did let go, Scott stood up to give the man space and Warren went to follow suit.
Before he could move away though a hesitant hand caught his wrist.
"Wha-"
Remy grasped at his hand, staring up at him in awe.
"You..."
Wolverine and Cyclops shares a confused glance and turned back to watch the scene unfold.
"Me?" Warren asked shifting his weight a little bit.
"Mon dieu… you… come to judge moi?"
"What? I don't know – oh…. Wait… Logan..."
The change of tone in Angel's voice caught his interest.
"Warren?"
"He's hot to the touch…. I think he's sick… Look at his eyes…"
One look of the black and red eyes told the older mutant all he needed to know.
He was about to speak when Warren suddenly cursed as the kid passed out in his arms.
The medical bay doors opened and Jean came hurrying in, "Henry's on his wa- oh. You got him."
"Perfect timing." Logan grumbled to himself.
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~ Emily