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Hate Is An Understatement
Vines hung limply, entwining on the twisted branches of weeping
willows. Eyeing the tracker continuously without looking up,
Rogue and Remy cautiously swept through soggy bush and shrubs
to their dreaded destination.
"Good sign," Remy looked at her at the sound of
her strained voice. "They're still sticking to their
perimeters..Which means they're not advancing on our side
of the turf."
"Yeah, but still be careful chere...if'n I can remember,
de bayou is full o' surprises."
" 'Stripper outta the cake' kinda surprise or 'Ma, I
got a job in an Insurance Company' kinda surprise?"
"How's about 'Got scared half t'death TWICE' kinda surprise."
Rogue screwed her face up in mock disgust and imitated a
Lucille Ball "Eeghhh."
Remy managed a tiny laugh as they continued through the marshes
where their knees had already submerged in the rising mud.
They came to ground sloping upward.
"Ok..there should be officers on the other side..we
could get over this barrier without being seen since they're
still meters away."
Gambit climbed up slowly and peeked over the top. His excellent
night vision proving ultimate usefulness as he checked that
there were no guards around, not trusting the tracker.
"Coast's clear p'tite," he whispered as he pulled
Rogue flew up and floated down next to him. They proceeded,
thankful that they were out of the mud. Rogue stared at the
tracker's screen, reading the coordinates warily. Gambit still
looked ahead, every single muscle tensed, heart beating...Expecting
what Rogue unexpected. Remy heard disturbing cackles and turned
to look at Rogue. Forehead creased and a worried frown came
to be.She jabbed at the buttons of the tracker.
Remy looked over her shoulder. The screen of the tracker
crackled, like a busted television.
"What's happenin'?" Rogue's confusion only served
to aggravate Gambit's suspicious fear.
'Oh shit...I knew dis was gonna happen.'
Almost as suddenly as it had gone ballistic, the tracker
recovered its composure as the screen crackled for the last
and clicked to its original coordinated picture. Rogue and
Gambit stared at the screen in horror; two blue dots and around
them behind the bushes, red dots were approaching fast in
a circular formation.
"Dang! They know! They know! They're comin' straight
at us!" Rogue shouted as she grabbed onto his shoulder
and tried to fly them out of there. But she realized that
once she launched into the air, the two of them would be like
ducks in a hunting season.
Remy cursed. "Dey're all around us..it's a goddamned
Rogue dodged in time as a bullet narrowly missed her shoulder.
Gambit charged three cards and prepared to take aim anybody
in immediate vision. He could see them coming, most were swinging
in the trees far ahead, but there were quite a number on the
A few seconds later, they emerged from behind the trees,
shooting at the two youngsters. Gambit dropped to the ground,
his arm dislodging three glowing cards at a group of guards
running straight at him. Not expecting anything spectacular,
the cards exploded sending about three of them crashing into
"Muties!" Gambit heard one of them bellow. "
Knew the freaks were up t'no good!"
Gambit swung his bo-staff expertly, preparing to engage in
combat with his martial art skills. Rogue lowered herself
behind him, ready to defend his back as the guards formed
a loose circle that got smaller and smaller with every step
Remy watched, red eyes gleaming with unspoken threats at
the sneering men in helmets as black as their uniform. Rogue
scowled at their daring disposition to advance on her and
her team mate. Gambit slid a card to his palm from the sleeves
of his brown trenchcoat where he harbored abundant more.
There was a sudden explosion of sound and strong winds gushed
around them. Light shone over them from above, Rogue looked
up and relief embraced her shivering form.
"The Blackbird!" she hissed in relief.
The doors opened and Jean emerged, using her telekinetic
field to lower herself, Cyclops and Wolverine to the marsh
ground. Storm and Archangel flew down next with Iceman sliding
down on his path of ice with Psylocke and Canonball hitching
a ride. Beast jumped and landed smoothly on the muddy earth.
"Alright X-Men, advance but don't harm anybody, stick
to the plan and watch your backs!" Cyclops ordered. "Ok
people! Let's MOVE!"
Continued in Chapter
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