Gambit through Shadows/Burn

A Story by Abishai100

'Uncanny' mutant hero of Earth-realm (Gambit) seeks hospitality-trained defenses for civilization as a new 'brand' of evil emerges to complicate shades, in this Marvel fanfiction.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction,

DISCLAIMER: This work of comics fanfiction offers no ties to Marvel or its associations/storyboards/avatars and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/interpretation).

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Gambit knew his wise mentor at the respected Institute for gifted mutants (Professor-X) had right-stuff education for the class of extra-human powers application/examination languages for Western (American Homeland) fencing for capitalism-jars of defense/patriots; and he knew there'd be much new millennium 'troubles' of darkness requiring special social media image of flowery and fortitude; and as a telepath/acrobat, Gambit knew he'd apply his neon-energized baton for cool 'athletics' for promotion of courageous storytelling (for the Ego!).

Professor-X wondered if the post-9/11 era American Homeland required 'extra credit' for things of institutional/highway(s) defenses and sensed with his own telepathy the presence of a sinister mind seeking to destroy the rebuild/restored World Trade Center for globalism-exchanges rhetoric 'jitters' of the heart. This presence was of course the vile/nihilistic Mister Sinister who rallied some forces of his own to not only subvert the Institute to smear the idealist Professor (damn) but also to promote the axis of contention erected by the Professor's some-time rival (Magneto) who'd be 'persuaded' to marshal his evil-mutants to create all-out anarchy for leviathan/uncertainty (Selfie-like!).

SINISTER: This is my age of erosion of all forms for badness, ha.

PHOENIX: As a convert of mutant-energy, I shall ally myself to ya.

SINISTER: Very well, and Gambit and Professor X's pupils shall see the game.

PHOENIX: Meanwhile, you're to orchestrate a betrayer-game by Magneto, Sinister?

SINISTER: Facebook-like (for Hell).

Gambit toasted his crusade-passion at a hostel-station in the American Homeland where some 'cool' (Indian) luchi-bread for hospitality-imagination would infuse in him extra credit courage to deal with any/all darkness; and this 'brand' of idealism would be required by Gambit; and he'd muster the education he acquired from the great Professor...as Sinister and his 'force' arrayed the astral-hellishness to challenge this new millennium media-image of things of capitalism (or democracy!) share (for leviathan/uncertainty).