In the hall, Remy stops before Rogue's door and listens.
Silence. From downstairs, he hears her laughter mingle with
Logan's. His jaw tightens. Fingers brush his cheek. He jerks
around to face the intruder, and finds only dark shadows.
Laughter again. Deeper. Closer. Another icy caress. Again,
Remy turns. A darker shadow stands apart from the others.
Remy's blood turns cold.
"You were one of the Genoshan guards' favorites. At
least until you lost your obvious charms. Then again, that
is why you agreed to their experiments, isn't it? Because
the Cajun Casanova was no longer as desirable after the vermin
Sinister's hand flicks open Remy's robe, revealing a body
criss-crossed with thin, white scars. Sinister clicks his
tongue in mock sympathy. Rogue's voice again. Remy's fists
tighten. Sinister's hand again darts out, this time ripping
the gauze from Remy's thigh. Remy flinches at the unexpected
contact. Sinister studies the nearly healed wound with satisfaction.
"Apparently my care was sufficient to preserve the leg."
"I got no complaints."
Sinister circles Remy slowly, gauging the young Cajun's reaction.
Remy tries to slow his breathing, keep his pulse from racing
nervously. He licks the dryness from his lips.
"You should be with your friends--assuming you know
who they are."
Remy swallows hard. Sinister knows he's struck a nerve, found
the weak point he can use to further his own designs. Sinister
opens Rogue's door and steps inside. Remy follows, struck
by a sense of--wrongnessthat Sinister should be here,
in her room. A sense that something important to him
has suddenly, irrevocably been defiled.
Sinister flicks the switch, startling Remy with a sudden
flood of light. Immediately, Remy closes the door. Sinister
picks up a silver frame from the bureau. Remy doesn't need
to see the photo to recognize it. It's a picture from Jean
and Scott's wedding.
Rogue had just caught the bouquet. He made a point of catching
the garter. The photo was taken as he slipped the garter onto
Rogue's leg. Something stirs inside as he remembers the feel
of her stockings beneath his thin gloves. Something he can't
reconcile with the hurt he feels now.
"Lovely young woman. I have such plans for her."
Sinister returns the frame precisely to its former location.
He smiles at Remy.
"I suspect you have your own plans, however. A fitting
revenge, I assume? Something as cold and calculated as her--abandonment--of
you in your time of need?"
Remy doesn't answer. His mind races. One part of him tries
to deny the truth of Sinister's words. The other part, the
greater part he forces himself to admit, wants a bit of his
own back from Rogue. Abandoned. He knows. Sinister knows so
well exactly what Remy feels. Left behind. Alone. Until Sinister
rescued him. In pain. Until Sinister eased his hurting. Hungry.
Sinister gave him food.
Sinister. Not the X-men. Not Rogue.
Sinister brushes a strand of hair from Remy's eyes. It is
a light, almost caring touch. His voice softens.
"Do you truly believe anyone will understand you as
well as I? Imagine what Scott Summers' reaction will be when
you tell him the Genoshans raped you. Sympathy? Perhaps. But
see how quickly that sympathy dissolves to disgust when he
finds that you willingly went with the guards a second
time. And a third."
Sinister turns suddenly, piercing Remy with his gaze.
"And you were grateful for the opportunity."
Remy's head jerks up, stunned by Sinister's words. Nailed
by the truth thrown back in his face. His throat tightens.
"Wasn't like dat an' you know it."
"It was exactly that situation, LeBeau. You were grateful
for whatever bit of cloth, whatever meager scrap of food the
guards were willing to provide in exchange for your services."
Sinister's eyes glaze over, as he momentarily loses himself
in his own thoughts and regrets.
"I understand the difficulties involved when sacrificing
Sinister's voice deepens, edged with unspoken warning.
"You are what I wish you to be, and you will exact your
"'Cause you say so?"
Sinister's laughter cuts through Remy's false bravado with
"No, Remy Etienne LeBeau, because it is what your tortured
With that, he's gone, leaving Remy unable to deny Sinister's
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