Sinister Plans
Remy was sitting in a very small cell. He had old prison clothes and the Gnoshian collar around his throat. Suddenly the door opened and Creed stepped in.
“Hey runt.”
Remy actually smiled.
“Vic. I thought he told you not to come here and talk to me.”
The feral smiled softly and closed the door behind him. Then he sat down on the floor and answered calmly:
“Iggy and Ari will buy us some time. Iggy pretends she is completely crazy and makes every single person that comes close to her sick. And Ari is trying to calm her down but is failing. Master is there now. This gives us around 20 minutes alone.”
He pulled a deck of cards out and stretched them out to Remy. The cajun looked at them but refused to take them. Creed tilted his head.
“Runt?”
The nickname made Remy relax a bit. To everyone else it might have been an insult but to the two of them it was a sign of friendship that lasted through everything.
“I’m sorry. It’s just…”
He waved his hand a bit and Creed understood. Remy had gotten afraid of human touch.
“Turn it off Friday.”
Tony’s voice was strong when he, for the first time ever, noticed pure fear in Remy’s eyes. The clip paused and the screen flickered only to come back to the same moment again. Tony looked over to one of the cameras.
“Friday? What’s going on?”
“I can’t turn it off.”
She sounded almost panicked. And that made Tony feel scared. How had anyone managed to do something to Friday? And most importantly: WHO DARED TO MESS WITH HIS GIRL? He looked over to Natasha who had gotten up.
“I’ll go to the control room. Maybe something is going on there.”
Clint and Sam quickly followed her only to get thrown backwards as soon as they tried to get into the elevator. They fell onto the couch that had moved to catch them. Pepper looked around in fear while Tony’s eyes flashed blue.
“This is NOT funny Amora. Why are you doing this to him?”
A green smoke appeared but this time it wasn’t Amora that stepped out of it. A tall man with burning red eyes stood in the middle of the room. Remy’s eyes filled with hate but before he could do anything Logan growled and pulled his claws out. He was going to attack the man when Remy suddenly spoke up.
“Logan, don’t.”
The feral looked over to him and the growling stopped. The other Avengers had meantime gotten ready to fight. Tony’s and Wanda’s eyes were glowing. Natasha, Fury, Sharon, Sam and Bucky had drawn their guns while Clint picked up the bow and an explosive arrow. Bruce was standing close to Pepper and was keeping calm. Since the suit was locked out and the shield was in another room, Steve and Rhodey simply stood a bit to the side. T’Challa was ready to use his strength in case it would come down to a fight. Vision’s stone was glowing but he seemed calm otherwise. The only person who didn’t move was Remy. He was still sitting on the loveseat and keeping his eyes on the newcomer.
“Sinister.”
A few gasps were heard while the man smirked.
“You’ve already forgotten what you are supposed to call me?”
“I’ll never call you that again.”
Sinister just nodded.
“Not yet. But you will. I’ve brought some of your old friends with me.”
The green smoke appeared again and when it cleared, six more people were standing in front of them. Amora was standing together with two women that the avengers recognized as Vertigo and Arclight. On Sinister’s other side stood Riptide, Creed and Sunfire. The feral stepped forward a bit. That earned him a growl from Logan, which he completely ignored. He smirked and said:
“Hey runt.”
Remy just glared at Sinister. He still hadn’t gotten up from his seat and didn’t make any moves to grab any weapons. Meanwhile Tony was looking at the blonde woman.
“Why are you with them Amora? You said you wanted to help.”
She nodded.
“I said that. But since when am I a person to believe?”
Bucky stepped forward a bit and put himself next to Tony.
“What do you want from us?”
Sinister smiled.
“Well, for starters, I want to see you suffer. All of you. Amora here will help me with that. She has some interesting memories of you. I want you to watch it. It will be fun to see you break.”
And suddenly Remy stood up. He took a few steps towards the man and the Avengers were surprised when none of the Marauders tried to stop him.
“Why are you doing this?”
The man sighed.
“Either you address me properly or I will have to tell one of the Marauders to teach you respect again.”
And they all noticed how Remy suddenly got more confident.
“Yeah, sure. As if that worked out in the past.”
Sinister just shook his head a bit.
“You never stop fighting right? But fine. I’ll let it go for now. By the end of the day you’ll be begging me to take you back. And those so called friends of yours will be begging me to take you away. If they haven’t killed each other by that time of course.”
The Marauders went over to sit on two of the couches with the men on the biggest one and the women on one of the smaller ones. Sinister took an armchair for himself. None of the Avengers moved.
“What is it? You afraid of the truth?”
Slowly they all sat down keeping as much distance between themselves and the Marauders. Remy was heading back towards the loveseat when he heard Sinister clear his throat. He looked back and saw that the man was pointing at the empty seat on the couch next to Creed. But before Remy could react he was dragged down onto a couch next to Logan. The feral was keeping a cold stare at Creed and the blonde man smiled at that. Vision took the empty seat next to Wanda while Sinister burst out laughing.
“Honestly, I don’t understand why you keep drawing all the ferals towards you Remy.”
Creed’s smile turned predatory.
“It’s his blood Master. And the spicy scent.”
Logan growled.
“Put your dirty hands on him one more time and I’ll cut your head off.”
“Possessive much? Didn’t know you would ever go down that road Jimmy. But you always were one to stalk your prey for a long time before you finally revealed what you really want.”
Remy froze. Logan turned to him and shook his head.
“You know he’s lying. I would never do that to you.”
But Remy was completely still. Victor knew Logan for a much longer time. And when he looked around he realized that he didn’t actually know any of the Avengers really well. Maybe only Tony. The Marauders on the other side he knew. He felt Logan place a hand on his shoulder and flew up from his place. Logan raised his hands.
“Calm down bub. You know me. I won’t hurt you.”
Remy shook his head.
“I don’t really know you.”
Then he walked over to the other side of the small table and slowly sat down on the armrest next to Vertigo. She put her arm around his waist and smiled. He smiled back. He didn’t have anything against her. Never had. Amora moved to the place next to Creed so that Vertigo could drag Remy onto the place between her and Arclight. The Avengers watched in surprise how he simply let her. He oddly enough fit with those people. Sinister smiled.
“Why don’t we start with Remy. Now that we have him on the screen. Maybe continue on with the Merchant of Death.”
Tony looked positively furious.
“I’m not him anymore!”
Sinister chuckled.
“Hit a sore spot?”
Tony looked down onto his lap. Yes. It was a sore spot. He hated it when people still used that name even though he had stopped making weapons long time ago. Wanda hung her head in shame. She had been one of those people who called Tony that even though she knew that he wasn’t that person since long ago. Sinister nodded towards the ceiling.
“Play it then AI.”
Nothing happened and Tony, along with some of the Avengers, smirked. Friday would not be intimidated by anyone. Remy sighed.
“Please Friday. Just do it.”
Another few seconds passed and then the video played again.
Victor put the cards on the floor and leaned back a bit. After a few seconds Remy reached over and took the cards.
“Why are you still fighting?”
Remy started to shuffle the cards.
“I can’t join him Vic. I can’t do it. Those people he wants me to find. They are the worst. If he is leading them something bad will happen. I don’t wanna be a part of that. Iggy and Ari are different. I thought I could give them a better life here. They still can change. But the others won’t. And I don’t wanna be a part of whatever he is planning.”
He started to deal out the cards when Victor reached a hand out. He let it hang in the air and caught Remy’s eyes. The boy froze.
“Trust me Remy. I won’t hurt you.”
They sat like that for a few minutes and then Remy slowly put his hand in Creed’s. The feral smiled and a second later Remy threw himself forward and buried his face in Creed’s jacket. Tears were flowing freely from his eyes. Creed hugged him.
“Shhh. It’s alright. It will be fine. He just wants you to find those people. Nothing more. If you just agree everything will stop. The torture the pain. I have a flat not far from here. Iggy is currently living there with me. You can stay there with us. You don’t have to stay here. Just agree with him. It isn’t easy for me either. I don’t want you to get hurt. No one here wants that. But you have to understand that it is for your own best. We are doing this to protect you. Just agree Remy. Please.”
After a few more minutes Remy nodded.
“Oui. I will.”
Creed stood up while still holding the cajun close to him. He opened the door and they walked out together. Creed led him to a big door and knocked on it. A few seconds later it opened. A small man stood in the opening. His eyes widened when he saw Remy. But before he could say anything Creed pushed past him. He was now more supporting Remy than hugging him. The room was a big library. In one of the expensive armchairs sat Sinister. He looked up and there was surprise in his eyes when he noticed who Creed came with.
“What’s the meaning of this Sabretooth? I told you not to go down to him.”
Creed simply let go of Remy who took a few steps towards the red eyed man and slowly sunk down to his knees. Sinister looked even more surprised. Then Remy slowly started to talk.
“I have reconsidered. I will do it. I will find them and bring them here. I’ll work for you. Maitre.”
Sinister smirked.
“Good.”