Gambit under Sheol

A Story by Abishai100

The 'uncanny' mutant of the Institute for gifted mutants is moved for Earthling sports 'examination' defenses for mod-jitters.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction.

DISCLAMER: This work of comic fanfiction contains images/references with no ties to Marvel or its associations/storyboards/avatars and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translation).

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GAMBIT: Thanx for this chance to make for Earth grids marks (antiterrorism).

PROFESSOR X: There's much hand work for 'troubles' of Earthling jardinieres.

GAMBIT: Me thinks your old rival Magneto has deployed some evildoer IQ.

PROFESSOR X: That's why I'm sending you to a spot for fencing of weaponry.

GAMBIT: The use of powers for patriotism appropriateness is good IQ, sir.

PROFESSOR X: Good luck, Gambit...there's much streets-IQ (Selfie-like).

Professor X had recruited/trained/educated his newest mutant pupil, Gambit, for a new Institute laurel for antiterrorism for hospitality-readings and hoped he'd engage the deployed sentinels of his old (evil) rival, Magneto, a magnet field calculator who trained his own legion of terrorist-mutants (damn).

MAGNETO: Go to the public library ahead of the summer football fiesta, pal.

TOAD: As one of your henchmen of evils, Magneto, I'll find legion-image, hell.

MAGNETO: Professor X has trained Gambit, that hero-mutant, for media-IQ.

TOAD: We can randomly make some worries through research; traffic-hell!

MAGNETO: I wonder what the Professor would say about this mod-jellyfish.

TOAD: Facebook-like?

Gambit was the right stuff for sportsmanship fields defenses and fencing, and Professor X knew the Institute for gifted mutants was the hub of great education/examination concerning mod-Earth incomplete-arts of antiterrorism jardinieres (for the Ego!). This was a lab for all things cinema and cilantro (Selfie-like).