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Logan and little (m/r)

Logan POV

As I look at the files I scowl reading the names and ages. Children from the ages of as young as 5 are kidnapped when found out mutants. Then they were exposed to different experiments. It made me think I failed, I thought I killed him.

But of course he came back and it was all my fault. There's no time to be worrying about that I need to find whoever I can and help them. As I look through the cells there were no children nobody was there. Then I saw blood on the floor, the cell door open from the inside, metal bent.

Timeskip

After a while I find out that a kid had gotten away before they could take them again. Only thing was, that kid had already been experimented and tested on. X, tried to find the kid but they could make it so they were impossible to detect. Eventually things started to happen and I left everything behind.

    And I began working as a lumberjack, figured the woods would be nice. Then as I was cutting some wood I hear a couple of the guys fussing over something. "What go'n on?" They look to me and some of them chuckle.

    "You know how we put bowls out for the dogs? They've been going missing, the bowls. Maybe some homeless person took it." I nod my head and they smile at me then we go back to work. Time passed quickly and the day went by fast people already going home.

    "You sure you don't wanna go home? I don't think they'll pay you more if you keep doing this." They laugh and I smile a little shaking my head. "Nah it's alright 'm not really in this for the money.

    You go on ahead home to your family, I'll be fine." Soon they leave and I was left alone to chop the wood all my lonesome. Then I hear rustling and I stare in the direction of where the dog bowls were. I step closer and I make sure to keep quiet and I see something strange.

    Well, rather someone doing something strange. A kid was sitting on the floor eating the vegetables they had left. That was why the 'dogs' never ate the raw food. The kid sees me and stares at me not a hint of any fear.

    They stand up and try to make themselves seem taller. And they hiss at me, they had fangs, then they run away. Damn it, I should've stopped them or done something. I can tell the... oh wait, people here don't really care.

    They care for each other but sometimes they don't. Oh well I can deal with the kid when they get back. When I clock out of work I get in my truck and start driving home. Once at home I walk to the garage and bring some soft blankets out.

    I put them in my truck and I take a shower then go to sleep. When I wake up I get some coffee at a diner and eat breakfast. Then I get some clothes from a Goodwill. After that I put it in my truck and I go to work.

    During work it was nice as usual but I feel a stare. It was probably that kid watching me, to see if I was a threat or something. As usual I stay working late and I hear the shuffling again. When I walk closer the shuffles stop and I stare at them.

   "My name's Logan, James Logan I will not hurt you. Have you been living in the woods for long?" They stare at me and glare in a stance ready for my next move. "Can you talk it would be better to know now than later."

    He glares at me and doesn't say or do anything. "Alright but wouldn't you rather have something warm than not? Here look I brought this, I'll leave so you can eat it." I step a little closer but he growls and I step back then put the plate down.

    It was just some beans and some meat to eat. When I turn around I start walking away and I go back to chop wood. I could hear him start to eat it and soon he stops eating. After waiting a long while I go back to check on the kid.

    They weren't there but their scent was still there. That meant they haven't left, I'll wait for them. When I feel someone staring at me I keep chopping wood. Soon I check out of work and I get to my truck.

    Then I see in the mirror, the kid following behind slowly. They stop following me after I cross a certain part of the place. I kept trying to get closer to the kid and soon I could get close enough to him. The kid had wrote their name out in the dirt with a stick.

    Their name was (m/r) and soon I get to give them clothes. It was winter and it was getting colder and there was snow. Then it bears the question ; where did he live? Maybe I should take him to my cabin and he would be warm.

    "Hey (m/r), where do ya live? Ya do realize how cold it is out don't you?" He stares at me then sighs looking down at the boots I gave him. "F- follow me" (m/r) could talk very silently, but he was at least talking now.

    It was already nighttime and I had just begun to realize how he started to shiver and change color. When he stopped I see a small makeshift shelter. But it was small because he was really young. He sat down on the cold snow ignoring how cold he was.

    "Hm- hm... home" I look at him as he smiles a little and he sighs. "Do you want to come with me, my home is very warm (m/r)?" He shakes his head and looks up at me sighing again. "Mm- my ma... is here" he points to a part that has a small mountain of snow.

    Then he takes the snow off and there was a flat round rock. It read : 'Mama or my beloved sister Emery.' When I look at him I hug him and he hugs me back. "Come on, I don't think your mama would want you to be here in the cold would she?"

    (m/r) shakes his head and I pick him up and we walk to my truck. I wrap him in a blanket that was in the truck and I hold him close driving. When I get to my cabin I park then walk inside carrying him. He clearly had a cold and I guess I had a small secret.

    I didn't want anything to happen to the kid so I read a couple books about kids. Then I bought medicine for colds and stuff. I gave him some soup then gave him his medicine. He kept his mouth closed so I had to tickle him.

    When he laughs I put the syringe in and have him drink the medicine. After a while of us playing some bored games he starts falling asleep. I carry him to my bed but he doesn't let go of me. "Kid let me go, I kinda gotta put you to bed."

    He doesn't let me go so I have to lay in the bed holding him. I start drifting to sleep and I sigh feeling content. Maybe this was the right thing to do, be happy with this kid. I need him and he needs me, maybe he'll tell me that he was the kid.

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