Chapter 12
"M'ster!" Jeremy
cried out loud at the sight of Sinister, which made Gambit tighten his hold on
the boy even more.
"Yes, Jeremy. It's Mister
Sinister. How are you, my boy?" Sinister replied with a sadistic smile on
his face.
"He is not your boy, you
got dat?" Gambit growled back, as he took a few steps back towards the
door.
"Mr. Lebeau, I can
honestly tell you that the door you came in won't be the door you'll be leaving
through." Sinister commented when he observed that Gambit had started
walking backwards towards the door.
"Remy don't know what you
got planned for his boy, but whatever it is, it ain't happening. It'll be over
my dead body before you even try to touch dis boy." Gambit threatened as
he placed one hand in his pocket reaching for a card.
"You won't be needing
that, Mr. Lebeau. If it takes your death to continue with the great plan I have
with your boy, then so be it." Sinister replied as he turned his back
towards Remy.
As soon as he did, it gave the
signal for the unnoticed three genetically engineered mutants that were hanging
off the ceiling.
"Monsters!" Jeremy
cried as they jumped down behind them, and those were the last words Gambit
heard before he blacked out.
***
As bright lights came on and
shone directly on his face, Gambit struggled to open his eyes. When he did, he
found himself tied up to a chair. He was in the located directly in the middle
of the massive central control room. He looked directly in front of him, and
there sat Sinister in a big chair with Jeremy next to him in a crib.
"Let go of my son!" Gambit
yelled out.
"Tsk Tsk, I wouldn't be
demanding anything at this moment with the particular situation you're in. I
guess you're not use to this, but I'm the one with all the cards in my
hand." Sinister replied with a sick amused look in his eyes.
"Look around, Mr. Lebeau. All
your friends have decided to join the party too." As soon as Sinister said
that, the lights turned on and hit the side of the walls. Cyclops and Jean were
chained facing each other. Wolverine still looked knocked out, chained to the
wall. Psylocke, Nightcrawler, and Iceman were all tied up and bounded. Shadowcat
was in a large container of some sort. And Rogue, she was unconscious and
chained to a massive chair. As Gambit caught sight of Rogue looking so
helpless, and his son in a crib next to perhaps the sickest entity that has
ever existed, it just infuriated him even more.
"You son of a .."
"Is that the kind of language you want to expose your son to?" Sinister
challenged him by cutting him off.
Gambit bit his lip to stop from
saying every curse word he can think of.
"You can't win. Dere's nine
of us, and one of you." Gambit threatened as he stared straight into
Sinister's red eyes.
"That's where you're
wrong, Mr. Lebeau. How do you expect let' say your friend Ms. Pryde to help, if
she's contained in a cell where her phasing powers won't help her? And your
teammates Mr. Wagner, Mr. Drake, Ms. Braddock, and Ms. Grey all have their
powers neutralized. They will be of no help. Mr. Summers can't open his eyes,
because the first thing he'll blast is his loving wife. And your friend, Wolverine
is knocked out cold, and I can assure you that he won't be coming around any
time soon. Then there is your precious Rogue, she's so battered and bruised
that she may never be the same again, mentally that is. So you see Mr. Lebeau,
your fate along with your friends' lies completely in my hands." Sinister
let out a laugh when he saw the disheartened look that appeared on Gambit's
face.
"Why did you take Jeremy? What
does the boy have anything t'do with you or our agreement from years ago? If
dis is about me den let the rest go and I'll do whatever y'want me t'do." Gambit
proposed.
"Aren't you the egomaniac?
This has nothing to do with you and every thing to do with Jeremy. You see,
Jeremy here is a really special boy. Aren't you, son?" Sinister turned to
Jeremy to direct his last comment. Jeremy just looked at him with wide confused
eyes.
"He is not your son! Get
dat straight!" Gambit yelled with anger.
"He may not be, but I have
spent more time with this boy then you have in your entire life. Now, am I
wrong?" Sinister questioned knowing that it was a big blow to Gambit's
morale.
Gambit didn't answer and just
kept glaring at Sinister with his devilish red on black eyes.
"JUST LET THE BOY GO! HAVEN'T
YOU RUINED ENOUGH LIVES ALREADY?!?" A voice from the side screamed. It was
Cyclops'.
"Ahh.. Mr. Summers, you
finally decide to speak up. I was wondering how long it will take for you to
say something. How is your wife, Madelyn? Oh, wait a minute, she's dead, got
killed by your present wife, Ms. Grey, isn't that right?" Sinister said
egging on Scott's fury.
"You shut the HELL
UP!" Cyclopes replied infuriated.
"Madelyn did prove to be a
big disappointment though. I thought she would be stronger when I made her, I
guess I didn't enhance her genes enough. Then there was Nathan. How is
Nathan?" Sinister continued amusingly.
"SHUT UP! ONCE I GET MY
HANDS ON YOU, YOU'LL KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO HAVE YOUR LIFE RIPPED OUT OF YOUR
VERY BEING!" Cyclopes screamed with anguish.
"Petty threats, Mr.
Summers. That's all you're offering. Nathan or does he like being called
'Cable' more? He proved to be a huge disappointment. I thought with your genes
and Madelyn's which is really Ms. Grey's, he would have been an unstoppable
force. He was flawed though because he was too weak. Now, Jeremy here, he's not
going to be a disappointment because of my plan." Sinister said with the
sadistic smile returning.
"What do you want with
Jeremy?" Gambit replied not taking his eyes off Sinister.
"Where I have failed with
Nathan, I shall succeed with Jeremy. You have to understand that Jeremy has the
potential to manifest Rogue's absorbing powers, her power to fly and her
incredible strength. Along with that, he can also manifest your powers, Mr.
Lebeau. However, at this point, we do not know which of these powers he will
one day have. I have studied him though, and if my theory is correct and my
experiment works, Jeremy can manifest all these powers making him an
unstoppable force. It can only work though, if we make his mutant genes come
into effect now at a early age, so we have time to foster his abilities in
order for him to become an one man army by the time he's ten. You have a very powerful
son, Gambit." Sinister explained with a look of eagerness in his face.
"NO! DO NOT TOUCH MY
BABY!" Rogue screamed and made her presence known. Gambit looked over and
was relieved that the she was conscious. Rogue was struggling with her chains,
trying to use her strength to pull herself away but she did so with no success.
"Rogue, my dear, don't
struggle. You're tied down to perhaps the heaviest chair on earth made by the
heaviest element. So, I think your strength is going to fall short in this
circumstance. I'm not going to touch Jeremy at all. I'm just going to give him
this little blue pill here." Sinister said as he opened his palm to reveal
a pill.
"NO! YOU'RE NOT GIVING
ANYTHING TO MAH CHILD! REMY STOP HIM!" Rogue cried as she struggled even
more feverously.
"Rogue, be rational here. This
pill can mean that all that Jeremy is capable of becoming he will become. This
pill will begin the manifestation of his mutant genes. He will grow up to be
the ultimate weapon, and if we clone him, we can build an unstoppable army. Think
of all the possibilities that your son can offer." Sinister reasoned as he
became even more eager to go through with his experiment.
"NON! You are not giving
him dat pill. Dere must be another option." Remy replied.
"Well, there is actually
another thing that have intrigued me just as much as your son here has, Mr.
Lebeau." Sinister started to say.
"What is it? Whatever it
is, I'll get it for you." Remy offered, knowing that he'll do anything for
Jeremy even if it means working for Sinister again.
"The thing is Mr. Lebeau,
I have always been fascinated on your mutant genes. You are truly an enigma. When
I took a sample of your DNA, I couldn't analyze where your mutant powers were
from. It leads me to believe that you have a secondary mutation, but since you
are an orphan and there are no records or your parents, I can't even start on
what the possibilities of what this mutation can be. So, maybe you will be willing
to take the pill instead and cooperate with me fully to develop your
mutation." Sinister proposed, knowing Gambit will agree to anything if it
means saving his son.
"Fine. Give me the damn
pill."
"Gladly."