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!
"Greetings, you must be the young man's father." Hank greeted while extending a large furry blue paw.
The man stared for a moment but accepted the handshake. "Oui, I am Jean Luc-LeBeau. Ya must be da doctor in dis here place?"
"Indeed, Doctor Hank McCoy at your service."
"I've been told dis is a school?"
"It is, a school for mutants to learn to control their powers, it's also a sanctuary of sorts. It is run by Professor Charles Xavier, normally he'd be the one speaking to you right now but unfortunately he is away and won't be back for another week I'm afraid."
"I see. Is Remy gonna be alright? I'd like to see him if y' don't mind."
Beast nodded acknowledging his concern, "I understand, but if we may Mr. LeBeau, I'd like to discuss a few things with you first about Remy's condition. If that's alright? I may have a few questions as well."
"O'course. What y' need to know mon ami?"
"Well first I would like to explain what we believe has happened to him."
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Logan glanced over at the disoriented cajun, who was taking glances at him here and there as they sat in silence.
He took a cigar out of his pocket and lit it up, taking a drag on it before he spoke, he watching Hank talk to the man through the window, "Yer dad's got quite the cool head considering that he got called two days ago kid."
At the words his red eyes flicked about and he tried to lift his head to look around, despite the effort he didn't have a lot of strength due to the drugs, so it slumped back down against the pillow.
When red eyes turned to look back up at him in the dimly lit room, Logan stared back silently taking a puff off his cigar which the young man eyed with interest.
"Ya smoke kid?"
A jerky nod was the response he got, so he flicked the ashes off the end.
"Drag?" he offered, holding it out to him.
"Oui." came the soft reply, he went to grab it but the clink of metal reminded him of the restraints.
Logan let out a sigh and placed a hand under the back of his head, the boy flinched violently and the shorter man almost withdrew his hand but instead lowered the cigar to his lips.
"I ain't gonna do anything ta ya kid. Here."
Remy seemed to relax and let himself take a long drag off the offered cigar.
Logan backed up again and watched as the younger mutant exhaled the smoke, he could feel the man's feelings of relief invade his head as his emotions projected.
"Merci beaucoup." the young man spoke softly accompanied with a hesitant smile.
~ X X X ~
"Merde! Son of a bitch!" Jean-Luc yelled kicking the wall in frustration while the doctor just watched quietly.
"Mr. LeBeau I -"
Sharp eyes turned on him, "Are y' absolutely sure?!"
"I'm afraid so. I did find traces of semen in his body."
Jean-Luc closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Hank could see the rage radiating off the man. His entire body shook as he clenched his fists.
"As for the other injuries I was able to treat them to the best of my ability, including reconstructing his shattered wrist. Most of his wounds are still in the process of healing, but his emotional state will take some time and patience."
"Quoi? What do y' mean by emotional state?"
"He seems to be suffering from some post traumatic stress in the aftermath of the event. The presence of men makes him anxious."
Jean-Luc rubbed his forehead tiredly, he could feel a headache coming on. "Mon dieu. Remy what did y' get into dis time."
"Now, so far the only man he's seemed less hostile around is my colleague Logan, he's in there with him now actually. He was the one who was able to calm him when we found him, Remy seems to find an interest in him."
The man sat back down in his chair across from the furred mutant.
"I am hopeful that he will react well to your presence, however I would advise against excessive physical contact."
He got up and pressed the button to make the doors slide open.
"He's in here, follow me Mr. LeBea- LOGAN!" Beast's angry voice cut through the air. "What have I told you about smoking in the infirmary!"
Logan flicked the ashes off his cigar and took another drag off it. "Not ta."
"Urgh! Get out of my lab with that infernal thing!"
The tall man beside the doc laughed quietly to himself, and Logan figured he'd give the boy some privacy with his dad, plus maybe get out before Hank threw something at him.
After Logan left, Beast walked over to Remy to check his vitals briefly before he had to leave the room so the two men could talk.
Remy's head was turned to the side, eyes roving back and forth every now and then sleep would cause those lids to slip closed for a few moments but they'd snap back open stubbornly.
Beast sent a sympathetic smile, "You are tired aren't you? I know next time not to use anything stronger than morphine."
"What's wrong with him?"
Henry turned to face the man, "I have had him sedated the past couple days. To help him heal and to keep him fro-"
He was cut off by Jean-Luc's voice now laced with a bit of venom "Non. What's with da cuffs?"
"Apologies, they were put there to keep him from harming someone else as well as himself. He didn't respond well prior to your arrival."
"Take dem off."
"Mr. LeBeau I do not believe that would be wise, I'd at least like to wait until I can see how he reacts-"
"Enough! Dammit man, I be da boy's father and I am asking y' nicely to remove dem things right now! If ya'll got him drugged up on lord knows what, dat boy ain't even gonna have da strength to lift a hand!"
Reluctant as he was Beast let out a sigh, "Very well. I imagine you want some time alone?"
"Oui, I would like to talk to him." Jean-Luc replied with a nod.
"If you need anything, that button on the wall beside the door will let me know." Beast explained as he removed the restraints.
"Merci beaucoup."
Once Hank left the room Jean-Luc approached the bed and took a seat in the chair beside it.
He carded his fingers through slightly damp auburn hair. "Remy?" he called softly.
Dark eyes flicked open with a bit of a glow, he could see them scanning the darkened room.
Jean-Luc took note of his son's appearance, he had a few stitches on his temple, and he could see a healing split lip.
His heart throbbed painfully remembering that this wasn't even the worst of his injuries.
"Remy, chile can y' hear me?"
The younger man scrunched his nose in confusion. He opened his mouth to reply but it took him a couple attempts to will himself to speak. "P-Papa…?"
"Mmhm, who else would it be?"
Eyelids slid over crimson eyes lazily but they did open again. "It could been someone else."
He spoke the words so quietly that Jean-Luc had barely heard them. "Remy, son who did dis to y'? What happened?
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~ Emily