Author: Nicole Wagner: The Deadly Gambit (DeadlyGambit2@aol.com)
 

Main Characters: Remy LeBeau (Gambit), Wolverine (Logan), Rogue, Hank
McCoy (Beast), Warren Worthington the Third (Angel), Ororo Munroe
(Storm), Jean Summers (Phoenix), Emma Frost (The Original White
Queen), Sebastian Shaw, Martinique Jason (Mastermind the Second), and
Candra
 

Content: Graphic Violence, Strong Sexual Content, Non Consensual Sex
(rape), S&M (Bondage), alternative lifestyles (homosexuality), and
Strong Language.

Rating: R/NC-17
 

Plot: Remy breaks up with Rogue after she forces him to live and
because he lost his mutant powers because of her. Angered and upset,
Remy walks out of the X-Treme X-Men's new base in New Orleans, only
to be captured by Sebastian Shaw and Mastermind 2 to be used as
Shaw's personal slave. Will Logan be able to save him before he is
completely broken?
 

Comic-verse: This takes place during X-Treme X-Men #19 in an
alternate world made by Nicole Wagner... (Gambit shoulda broken up
with Rogue in that issue ... but they watered it down! *shakes her
fist at Marvel Comics*)
 

FYI: Things in the asters (*) mean thinking. Things in the squiggles
(~) Mean Telepathy

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It had been 5 days now, and Logan's search for Remy was anything but
fruitful. Hank and him had searched high and low for Remy, eventually
leaving New Orleans to go back to Xavier's Mansion to use the better
equipment and computers to aide them in their search. Warren refused
to help at all when the two men called him, Jean was still busy
trying to console a heart broken Rogue, and Emma was away on a
mission with Xavier. The two men had little knowledge of the Hellfire
Clubs in existence and where they were located.
 

Logan rubbed his eyes, they were sore from staring at a computer
screen non stop for days. Hank was taking a break, and he was left to
research everything about Sebastian Shaw and the Hellfire Club.
Cerebro had many files, but most were outdated and not reliable. He
growled to himself, thinking of what horrors the young man they took
was going through. From what he read, The Hellfire Club could be
sadistic and cruel, just for fun. Lord only knows what they would
want with Gambit, and what they were doing to him at this moment.
 

*Damnit Remy... just hang on a little more... I didn't abandon yah,
kid. I'm still looking, just be okay...* Logan told himself over and
over in his mind, as his fingers moved over the keyboard of the
mansion's main computer. He suddenly felt a hand upon his broad
shoulder and quickly turned around, finding Jean standing there with
a cup of coffee in her hands.
 

"Have you found him, yet?" Jean asked, looking over at Logan. He
looked like he had not slept for days, and even with his healing
factor, the man looked exhausted.
 

"Not yet... Thought you were still in New Orleans with Rogue." Logan
couldn't help but growl at the thought of that woman. How could she
just console that woman? It was her fault for making Remy suffer so
much!
 

"Honestly, Logan, I couldn't take it anymore. If you left the room
for more than two minutes, Rogue would start crying like a baby until
you came back and gave her attention." Jean let out a frustrated
sigh, handing Logan the coffee mug and looking at the computer screen
with him. "It makes you wonder what made Remy stay with her for so
long. He's taken so much abuse from her... Have you had any luck
trying to find him?"
 

"None. From what the damn computer tells me, there are hundreds of
branches of the Hellfire Club. Shaw could have taken Remy to any one
of them! We don't have the time or the resources to find him at this
rate!" The growling in his throat got louder, as Logan punched the
computer in complete frustration. He felt completely helpless, and he
truly did not enjoy that feeling at all. "Jeanie, you've been to the
Hellfire Club, right? You got anything I can use to help find Remy?"
 

"Unfortunately, Logan, I was only a guest at the club while on a
mission a few years ago." She couldn't help but see the distraught
look on Logan's face. She had never seen the feral man care so deeply
for any of the other X-Men as much as he did Remy. Others he would
protect as if they were a part of his pack, but Remy always seemed to
be something more. "I have hardly any knowledge of the "Inner Circle"
of the Hellfire Club... "
 

"You may not, but I do."
 

Jean and Logan slowly turned around to find Hank walking in with the
last woman they would think would help them out... the one Logan had
smelled near Remy's blood, Martinique Jason.
 

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Remy sat alone in a cold cell, made of brick and steal. His hands
were bound together in front of him and connected with a chain to his
collar, leaving his arms in an uncomfortable position. His ankles
were shackled together with tight metal cuffs, leaving bruises upon
his pale skin. The young man was completely nude, except for a black
bondage corset around his rips, with was painfully tight, and hid
most of the scars and bruises on his torso from the world. Those long
auburn locks of hair fell into Remy's exotic eyes, trying to hide the
feeling of shame he had within, and the sight of his "owners" when
they would return for him.
 

He began to hate everyone, to hate everything he saw in this place.
For the past three days, he hardly had any sleep, and it had left him
fatigued. Tears started to weld up in his eyes as memories of the
torture came back to haunt him. How Candra would humiliate him by
forcing him to dress like a little girl, or take a whip to him like
he was a horse. Those nimble fingers of his started to shake, as Remy
slowly traced them over the scars on his chest and back. It made him
remember of how Candra would go as far as raping him, while he was
tied down to bondage boards on a bed, and force him to an orgasm each
time. It made him feel so dirty to think he was getting off on what
she was doing.
 

Sebastian Shaw was a completely different matter. Not only would he
force himself on Remy, but he'd demand the younger man to call
him "master" and submit to his desires. He would be told how the X-
Men never loved him, and that his punishments were the true love and
desire he was seeking. At first, Remy didn't want to believe it, but
after being repeatedly raped by the huge man and Candra for hours on
end, he started to break. Perhaps this is all he deserved in life,
after all, he was a traitor, a coward, a thief, and a bastard no one
ever wanted.
 

Remy began to shake even more, hearing his cell door open, and the
long shadows of his tormentors appear upon the floor. A few tears
streamed down his tired and battered face, for he knew it was time to
play, again.
 

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Logan growled, popping his claws at the sight of Mastermind the
second. He was ready to ram his claws into her heart (That is, if she
had a heart), if the woman didn't start talking. "Where is Gambit!?
What did you do with him, you bitch!?"
 

"Sebastian Shaw has him... I never wanted to help capture him, I had
no choice in the matter, Logan!" Martinique was nearly yelling at the
feral man, looking at the Beast and Jean from time to time. "I have
respect for you and Gambit, you saved me from Arcade... and I owe you
my life. That's why I am here, now sheath your bloody claws and I
will tell you where to find him!"
 

"Logan, please... " Jean looked over at the enraged Canadian, placing
one of her hands on his wrist. "Put the claws away... we have to do
as she says, and if you kill her, we will never find him!"
 

"Fine, Red..." Those adamantium Claws quickly went back into his
hands as fast as they had come out. Logan's arms folded across his
broad chest as he looked back at Martinique. "Start talkin' ... and
you better not be lying to us, or else my claws will come out, and
I'll have no problem ripping off your fuckin' head!"
 

"Please forgive Logan, Martinique. He is very stressed, as we all
are." Hank shoot Logan a look, as he then turned his gaze to the
woman next to him. "Please... tell us what you know of Remy... as a
doctor, I am worried about his condition, and the sooner we find him,
the sooner I can help him!"
 

"He is at the Hellfire Club Branch in Chicago..." Martinique started
to talk, seeing a relieved look upon the X-Men's face, but knowing
what she had to say next would worry them. "The Hellfire Club serves
another purpose, one only the inner circle knows of. They have been
into the white slave trade for some time, now..."
 

"My God..." Jean looked at Martinique, completely in shock, as were
Hank and Logan. Logan looked like he was going to start to go berserk
on her, she quickly kept her hand on his wrist, trying to calm him
down. "Are you saying that... "
 

"Remy was kidnapped to become Shaw's personal slave. He hired a new
White Queen, a woman named Candra. The woman is a complete nutcase,
if you ask me. Both of them have been trying to break Remy into
submission for some time, now." Her green eyes looked upon Logan,
seeing how distraught and angry the man looked over such news. "Remy
has refused to give into them. They have been brutal towards him for
not submitting, and I fear the boy is starting to go crazy and may
submit, soon."
 

"Candra is involved in this!?" Logan growled loudly, his eyebrows
nearly knit together, showing the fury that the small man had.
Hearing that Remy was being forced into slavery was breaking his
heart, but knowing the kid was starting to go insane from God knows
what cruelty that those monsters gave him, it was soul
shattering. "Enough talk! Let's get in the damn blackbird before he
actually gives in!"
 

"Logan... we need a plan of action before we can just grab him! He
may be hurt badly and... " Hank was starting to talk, when Logan cut
him off by heading towards the door.
 

"We don't have time for talk, Hank, God knows what they are doin' to
him!" Logan shouted back at Beast, quickly heading towards the
Blackbird Hanger, with Jean and Martinique behind him.
 

Hank let off a sigh and grabbed one of his medical kids on the way
before finally following the three to the Blackbird. "I hope you are
safe, my friend..." Hank whispered to himself, hoping Remy was not as
badly broken as Martinique had made him sound.
 

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Remy quietly sat at the long dinner table of the Hell Fire Club. His
hands were strapped down to his chair and he sat at the middle part
of the table. He kept his eyes down to the ground, looking at his
feet, and trying not to stare at all of the food before him, knowing
Shaw wouldn't let him eat anything until he started to behave
himself. Candra had put him in another dress, insisting that he be
dressed as he acted, and she consider his behavior to be that of a
scared little girl... so he was dressed like one. The scene before
Remy reminded him of the story "Alice in Wonderland", where he was
Alice... and Shaw was the Mad Hatter, and Candra the crazed Rabbit.
All at a dinner table filled with find food and tea.
 

" I have no clue why he is allowed to sit at the dinner table,
Sebastian..." Candra had started to talk, looking over at Remy with
cold, cruel blue eyes. She was dressed in a white cocktail dress, and
her long blonde hair tied back into a ponytail with a silk
ribbon. "Slaves shouldn't eat with their Masters at the table... nor
should children..."
 

"If you haven't noticed, he's not permitted to eat until he starts to
behave himself, Candra." Sebastian was dressed as he normally was, in
an outfit that looked like it came out of the 1800 time period. He
let off a smirk and sipped his tea, looking back towards
Remy. "Besides, I enjoy looking at beautiful things while I eat my
dinner. And what can be more beautiful than two lovely ladies at the
table with me?"
 

Remy wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. Like the
children's story... Remy felt like he was the only sane one at the
table. He looked at his feet, which re turned inward, like a small
child would do out of boredom. If his hands were free, he would have
grabbed the damn table knife and slit his wrists already just to end
it all... to end the horrible torture being inflicted on his mind and
body... as well as his soul.
 

" I suppose you are correct... Remy is a beautiful creature..."
Candra watched Remy's feet turn inward, and his gaze down upon them.
She frowned, noticing he was losing himself in the world he created
to protect himself from their torture. Candra slowly got up with some
grace and walked over to the captive, slapping him across the face,
hard enough to leave a bruise and make Remy cry out in pain. "Pay
attention, you slut! You are supposed to be paying attention to your
Master and Mistress at the table, not your feet!"
 

Blood began to drip from Remy's lip as Candra had slapped him hard
enough to bring him back to reality. His eyes widened as she began to
step away and back towards her end of the table to begin eating once
more. The torture of looking at food was getting to him. He had not
eaten in over two days, and now he felt even weaker than when he
first arrived. The smell made his stomach turn and rumble, loud
enough to get Shaw's attention and make him laugh.
 

"You must be starved, Remy..." Shaw smirked over at Remy, taking
another bite of a leg of chicken, and placing it down on his plate.
The large man grabbed a napkin and started to wipe his hands clean,
his eyes never leaving Remy's appearance. "Only good little girls get
to eat with their Master and Mistress... and you, for one, have not
been anything near good. You refuse to obey and give in to us... but
that is fine with me. You will come to obey and love us, for we are
all you have." Sebastian slowly got up from his chair and walked over
to Remy, removing the ropes from his hands and grabbing them easily
with one hand. "But now that I finished my dinner... I think I would
like some desert... come along now, Remy..."
 

Tears flowed freely from Remy's tired eyes, as he was forced out of
the dinning room by Shaw. Candra looked on and giggled, watching the
two leave, and that made Remy feel even worse. He couldn't struggle,
or that would mean more punishment, and that Shaw would be rougher on
him. Instead he allowed his mind to drift off, again... allowing his
body to be abused, all while he was in his own world, his own
wonderland.
 

END CHAPTER 4