X-Force: Red & Black

Gambit sat in a chair with a desk behind him. A lit cigar shown in the dark room, he breathed heavy. He heard of X force and was no stranger getting his hands dirty. He grew up as a thief and had to fight his whole life to just make it day by day. After he became Death for apocalypse things changed, he broke free of that with some help. However Death would always be apart of him. The only thing he didn't know was who else was on the new team besides him or what their mission was. Ruffling through his cards he flipped of the top one. A joker. "Ah, the world she be laughing at me mon ami."

It had been years since a team had formed, most of them loosing contact with one another for whatever reason. The sentinel program in mass driving them into hiding. It was either fight back now or watch as they were killed off one at a time. Or worse harnessed for their powers as slaves of "normal" humans.