A/N: In Donald's point of view, he narrates in proper english, and it's only when he speaks that it is with a southern accent. I know it is obvious but it seemed weird in my head.
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Previously:
"Logan just told me a lady came to him with a girl, who said she was in danger and has gotten him involved. He preferred that you don't go to him until he is completely sure that it is safe."
"Dammit!" Piet and I said in unison
"Woah woah woah don't blame the messenger" Peter defended himself over the phone.
"We didn't blame you!!" I said in confusion.
"Well - I - I - I was expecting something to come after that ok" He confessed.
I huffed loudly.
"Plan B?" Peter asked.
You and Piet looked at each other before saying "Plan B!".
------------- A few days later -------------
3rd Person PoV
The head of security of Transigen was heading towards the 'old cue ball' near a still active train track. He abruptly stopped his black SUV when seeing a flashy yellow and black Camaro, followed by two smaller Chevrolets, one red and one green. Staying out of sight, he studied the scene though his bionoculars.
Upon hearing powerful engines, Logan gazed though the window of the cue ball. He headed outside, furious that some rich kids would come onto his 'property' and think they could get away with it.
Donald PoV
Why would race cars show up in the middle of nowhere? Logan hurriedly came out with a pissed expression.
"Oooh I want to see this" I said out loud.
Once the cars stopped, a girl came out and Logan's expression softened. I couldn't make out who she was, but she definitely caught my attention.
Your PoV
Logan's expression changed once he saw me.
"(Y/N)?" He asked
Smiling, I answered "Old man!"
He smiled back whilst marching towards me. He quickly brought me to him, engulfing me in his strong embrace. "I've missed you kid" he stated. "I've missed you too." I said shyly. "You've gotten old, what happened?" I whispered, concerned.
"Long story, I'll tell you another time" He whispered back.
"Aww" could be heard by one of the cars.
"Das cute, Das cute!" by another.
Our hug was interrupted by the opening of a door. We broke the hug. As I looked back, Pietro was resting his head on the car. He speeded towards Logan and gave him a bear hug, which Logan gladly returned.
Donald PoV
What made these mutants so special that they could turn Logan into a softie?
"Boss?" My walkie talkie interrupted me.
"What?!" I questioned.
"We will arrive in 15 minutes."
"Ok" I said "Be prepared, I think I found ourselves more mutes."
"Yes Boss" Mohawk added, then my walkie talkie silenced itself.
Your PoV
Gazing towards the entrance of Logan's place, I saw a little silhouette and someone in a wheelchair. Moving towards the figures, I slowly realised that it was Charles and a little girl.
"(Y/N) my dear!" He spoke joyfully. Lowering down to his level, I gave him a hug. After that, I turned towards the little girl and crouched down.
"What's your name?" I asked in a soothing voice. She looked at you shyly, then back to her feet. She whispered a faint "Laura".
"That's a cute name for a cute little girl." You smiled whilst getting back up.
"(Y/N)!!"
Turning around to my brother's voice. "We need to go" he pronounced.
"Why? Already? We just go here" I said irritatedly.
"He's right kid, you should go. We will see each other in a few days" Confused, I squeaked out a yes.
"Where is Peter by the way?" I asked, worried.
"Ratchet found him, don't worry girl, he already at home" said the red car.
I looked back and saw Logan giving me a confused look. "Long story, I'll tell you another time" I smirked at him. I let out a short laugh when he rolled his eyes and smirked back at me.
After saying our goodbyes, we left. The cue ball, shrinking behind us.
Logan PoV
It's been a few minutes since they both of them left and I miss them already. An aura of dust was still floating at the entrance where the cars sped off. I suddenly feel distressed. What if that blond asshole was also after them now. If he does, that boy is as good as dead.
My thoughts were interrupted by roaring engines again. Why are they coming back? I questioned Looking through the window, multiple black SUV were racing this way, some with machine guns attached to them.
"Fuck, Fuuuck" I yelled.
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The Rise Of A Warrior *DISCONTINUED*
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