Augusta's pov:
With the directions from Shena and a good nights sleep Logan, J and I were up and ready to go at five am.
"You got the map?" I asked.
"Yep." J said.
"What about food and water?" I asked.
"Doing that right now." Logan said.
"First aid kit?" I asked.
"Got it." Logan said.
"What if it rains?" I said.
J blinked then went over and grabbed a few sweatshirts and threw them into a bag.
"Alright I think were ready to go." Logan said.
I felt pretty ok today. Way better then the plane ride and the days after. J took away a lot of pain, even though I told him not to again, but he didn't listen. I knew I'd be tired soon so I took a five hour energy, hoping I could keep pace with the boys.
Logan grabbed a bag and so did J. I went for the last one but J snatched it before I could.
"I could have carried the bag." I said.
"I've got it, here you can take the map." J said.
I sighed and took the map. It was kinda hard to read, no specific streets, or landmarks. Just a large squiggly line.
"I'm not sure where we need to go." I said.
"It's upside down." Logan said.
"Oh, right." I said turning it over.
It make more sense now, but not much. There was a large restaurant right before the woods called Taste of Africa. What kind of restaurant name was that?
"Alright so we need to go to Taste of Africa then we can go in the woods from there." I said as we walked out of the motel.
J looked over my shoulder and checked the map.
"What?" I asked.
"Just looking." He shrugged.
"According to my phones GPS, Taste of Africa is three hours away." Logan said.
"By foot?" I asked.
"No by train." He answered.
"There's a train?" J asked.
"Apparently." Logan said.
"Alright well let's go find the train." J said.
We found many subways and taxies but no train. We walked around for a good hour before we found it. When we saw it our hopes shattered.
The train was old and rusty, with several dents and the paint was almost all gone. The wheels looked rusty and broken and the thing looked like it hadn't been used for years.
"You've got to be kidding me." J said.
"Howdy folks! You here for the train ride?" A guy with frilly hair asked.
"There's no way were riding that thing." I said.
"Oh, not that old rust bucket! We have a brandy new one right out back. But it's about to leave so if you wanna hop on do it quick." He said.
"Let's go." Logan said.
I tried to keep pace with them but the train seemed a million miles away and they were going pretty fast.
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Wolverine and the Wolves
WerewolfAugusta is unlike any of her wolf family. She refers to her self as wolverine. No one will except her, she is cursed. She searched for years for a place to stay and in hopes of finding her brother. When things start to go good for Augusta, they turn...