Moonshine By Moonlight

Danger

Chapter 2: Danger

It had been a few weeks since Kya had arrived and she was finally settling in. The crowds of people in the hallways parted as Kya walked towards the kitchen with Kida, her Irish Wolfhound, in tow. Typically students ate in the dinning room but then again Kya wasn’t a typical person. She was met with a grunt of welcome from Logan as she took up the stool next to him and gave him a nod of recognition. They ate in a comfortable silence before Scott came in.

“Kya, what are you doing here? Why aren’t you in the dinning room with the other students?” He said scornfully. Kya looked up from the section of the newspaper she’d been reading with a bored expression and shrugged. 

“I prefer to eat alone.” She said. Scott scowled,

“And what do you call him?” He asked nodding towards Logan. Kya looked at Logan and tilted her head,

“I call him Logan, why what do you call him?” She said with almost malicious innocence. Logan scoffed and glanced up to see the expression on Scotts face. Tight-lipped, ridged, glaring, he was pissed. Scott turned away from them and made for the door,

“Never-mind, I can see why you two don’t mind one another company. You’re a perfect match really, if I didn’t know any better I’d say she was your daughter Wolverine, why she’s almost as standoffish as you are.” 

Kya turned to Logan after Scott had left and raised an eyebrow, 

“Is he always so unfriendly in the mornings?” She asked with a wicked grin, Logan chuckled and patted Kya on the shoulder.

“Kid, I think you and me are gonna be good friends.”

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Kya growled as her 3rd period class rolled around. It was English, one of her favorite subjects, but with Mr. Summers, one of her least favorite teachers. She pushed the great wooden door open and did a double take, it was not Mr. Summers but Logan standing at the front of the class smirking cockily at her. 

“Ms. Fringe how nice of you to join us 20 minutes into class. Fortunately for you, or perhaps unfortunately considering the lengths you probably had to go to in order to avoid detection, Scottie boy is off on a mission and so I am filling in.” Some of the students snickered at Logan’s abuse of their english teacher while others scowled, Kya however smiled appreciatively at him and nodded. He hadn’t been joking and she had known it though they both found it amusing.

“Your assignment is to write a 400-500 word essay from the point of view of a soldier in the Korean War. It doesn’t matter which side you pick.” Logan said and handed her the worksheet that explained all the details. A shadow passed over Kya’s eyes and she took out a pen and paper as she started to write, not even looking at the handout.

‘I used to think it an honor to fight for my country and considered myself a martyr for women in the armed forces as I overtook battlefields with a sniper rifle on my back and a pistol in my belt. Then they placed me in that hell hole. They say it only lasted 3 years, I tell you it lasted longer. I was a marine, they didn’t have women in the marines back then but I suppose I was special, unique enough to be worth bending the rules for. They placed me with a unit of 9 men, all of whom were supposed to be the best of the best, and dropped us in a no-name jungle close to the north-south border that we ended up calling ‘The Edge.’It took less than a week for us to lose our first man, and the rest fell shortly after. Grenades shoved down foxholes, trip-wires, ambushes, it was guerilla warfare at its worse and I was forced to endure every moment of it...’