The Vigilantes

An Unlucky Cut

TW: cursing, blood, fighting

Logan's POV:

"Ah, Ah, Ah. You didn't think it'd be that easy, did you?" Diesel drawled.

I stepped away from Virgil, mentally grabbing the daggers that hung by my waist.

"Can't blame a guy for dreaming," Virgil called back, chuckling a bit. "Though, I didn't even think we'd get this far."

Remus stepped beside Diesel, looping there arms together. In a strange way they fit each other.

"Why, Virgil, is it truly necessary for all your friends to be here? I thought we could at least act a bit more civil," Remus said, gesturing towards everyone.

I watched Virgil glower, hate was obvious in his eyes. His fists clenched as he stood taller. I placed my hand onto his shoulder.

"Can you take them? Are your powers okay?" It'd be terrible to send Virgil into a battle with basically no weapons.

"Virge? Is that your boyfriend?" Remus asked. It was fairly hard to see them in the dark hallway of the warehouse, but it was clear he was excited.

"I don't believe it's any of your business."
I moved myself slightly in front of Virgil. We couldn't lose him again.

I could feel heat bouncing off of Roman's flames, pushing against Patton's ice. I felt electricity pulse through the air violently and watched as Emile prepared himself in a runner's position.

"Darling, I'm afraid they want to fight," Remus sang in a sing-songy voice.

"Then a fight they shall receive, Dear."

I groaned slightly at the pet names. I'd never want to indulge in such an act.

"How do you plan to take all of us?" Roman's booming voice echoed through out the hallway. His anger was evident in his voice.

"Oh. Hello brother."

Roman flinched sadly at the title. I wish I could make it easier for him.

Ice shot out, followed by strikes of lightning. I watched as Remy and Patton began the attack, waiting for us to catch up.

I mentally reached for the daggers at my hip, telepathically lifting each one, all aiming to injure the enemy.

"Virge, I need-" I turned around to notice he wasn't behind me anymore. "Dammit!"

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Virgil's POV:

I could feel my power pulsing through me. Or maybe that was pain. Either way, I was sure the least I could do was distract Diesel and Remus. But that's be hard to do behind Logan.

I quickly dropped the illusion I was invisible onto me. I had to walk carefully, no one could see me and I'd rather not be fried by electricity.

My feet scrapped against the ground. I was so close to them. If I could just get closer.

"Hello, Virgil," Diesel said, never bothering to turn around. "I was wondering when you'd try to sneak around."

My feet froze in place. I had to let go of my illusion, no point in holding on now.

"I just want to leave, Dee."

"You mean Dad."

"No, I don't."

Diesel heaved a sigh, trailing his fingers along his bowler hat. "We could've been a family. Why? Why did you ruin it?"

I bared my teeth. "I didn't ruin anything." I didn't believe the words. To me, I did ruin everything. I broke one family and another. No matter how much evidence said otherwise.

"You could stay." This was different. There was something reflecting hope in his voice. "You could stay and we could be together. We could be a family."

The others were fighting Remus, trying to overtake him. I didn't it'd be this hard.

"No."

Tears slipped down Diesel's cheeks. Strange. I almost thought he was incapable of such things.

"Please."

"No."

"Virgil, we lo-"

"Get away from him!" Logan yelled. I watched him send a dagger flying towards Diesel. Inches away from hitting him.

Inches away from missing me.

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Logan's POV:

No, no, no.

This can't be right. That didn't happen. That did not happen. It was all just a dream. Everything's a dream. A night mare. I just need to wake up.

Wake up.

Please?

My feet pushed off the ground so hard, racing to Virgil. Blood was already weeping into his clothes from where the knife had stabbed him. Right in the shoulder.

Luckily, on the right.

"Virgil?" My voice was breaking. I can't break. I am Logic. The superhero. The one who always knows what to do.

What did I do?
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Also I'm sorry if I keep messing up words, like I did in the last chapter, words keep moving in the screen and not staying in their place, so sorry