"The New Kid". Sander Side Fanfic

The angst train is pulling in.

~Time skip to the next few days, just before school~
Also warning ~ This will be angsty~ Extremely angsty. I'm so sorry. You have been warned.

It was 5:30, which is the precise time that Logan woke up. He did all the normal things he did, in their normal order. He had his cereal,( Cornflakes if you are wondering ), he brushed his teeth, showered, changed and by 7:00 he would be out the house.

But today was different...

At 6:25, when he was finishing getting changed, he heard an odd noise. It was like a *clanch* crossed with a scream. An odd sound indeed. This caused Logan to ignore his timetable of a bit. Because looking out the window wouldn't screw him over that much would it?

Oh how wrong he was...

Logan expected to find something like someone who had just left their rubbish or just like a stray cat bumping over a trashcan etc. And indeed someone had knocked over the trashcans. But it wasn't a cat.

More like a stumbling person?

Logan was still confused over the thing in particular. It was like an outline or a shadow of a person. There were no distinctive features, there were a bit smaller than Logan - roughly 5'6 maybe 5'7. Logan decided to distract himself from the 'person' and finished changing. And throughout doing his route, he kept wondering about what he saw.

He heard another bang and he peered through his curtain - trying to assess the situation. There was  no sight of it, but the sounds of footsteps could be heard. They were stomping on the cobbled pavement in the near by alley.

So Logan decided to cautiously see what was there. He gave himself something to use as an emergency weapon; if you are asking, it was the pole of a feather duster. He opened his door and peered round.
Nothing there.

He slowly stepped towards where he heard the bang, his body shaking slightly, with his palms sweating at the mere thought of what could be awaiting him.
It could be a robber.
It could be an armed person.
It could be a dog with rabies.
It could be a alien?

That's unreasonable.
But still possible...

Logan went over to the shadow and saw what it was.

It was....
Virgil?

It was a battered Virgil. He had a black eye and a cut just under his eye. A few scraps on his face - like one on his forehead, two on his cheeks and finally one on his chin. He was stumbling around, one hand pressing down on the wall, trying to balance himself. The other was clutching his stomach - his hands turning head.

Logan was petrified.

Questions were wrapping around his head like a tightly like a bandage.
A bandage his was eventually be wrapping around Virgil's stomach.

Virgil was sitting on Logan's bed - his dead pan face staring at the wall as Logan tried to get him to talk.

"So, what are you going out so early Virgil?"
"..."
"Why we're you stumbling around?"
"..."
"What happened...?"
"..."
"Virgil... Tell me what happened!" Logan snapped, standing up, towering over Virgil. Virgil looked at him in silence.

And Virgil's tears streamed down his face. Silent tears.

"Ermmm... I-I do-do-don't-don't-don't kn-n-n-ow how-how t-t-t-to-to ex-x-pla-ain w-w-w-w-w-w..."
"Virgil, please relax... Remember what you told me the other day... Breathe in for 4, hold for 4, breathe out 4 and finally hold for 4. Repeat until your calm, Okay???"
Virgil shook his head - breathing in and out for the time being.

When he had calmed down he explained to Logan what had

"I-i-it was just a-after sc-sc-school, and I re-re-remember that I was getting the extra food for my dad. So, I was walking there and I saw a group of "chavs" hanging outside Tesco (again). Now, they are usually there, with there puffer jackets and joggers. But they were usually some what light hearted.
Seems to be a bit of a bold statement - but they weren't hurting anyone, and seemed relatively chill. For context it is a group of 12. With what seems like a hierarchical structure, you know. A leader, the people after them, like the advisers, and then-"

"I know what a hierarchical structure is Virgil, please get to the point..."

"Right, so basically, I felt there was something different. And when I looked over - some if the normal people were missing. And they weren't talking like usual, just staring at everyone who passes by. And I saw one of them point at me. So in a utter state of panic - I can home. But forget the food." Virgil sighed, as Logan continued to attend to his wounds.

"And when I went back - half of them were missing. So down to like, what, 6 members. So I got really worried tried to ignore it. And it happened..." Virgil ended, his voice cracking as he said so.

"What???"

"They hit me. Back of the head and knocked me clean out... I just remember a few things - blurry memories and pain. A whole lot of pain. I think I woke up about three or four times.
The first time, I remember being in the alley and being dragged by two members, some of the newer ones. I don't remember their faces but just fractions if the conversation. Stuff like, I was the 'first catch of the day' and 'He'll be bare sick later'"

"Bear sick? Like, the sick of a bear?"

"I-it's just a thing they say; meaning well good - I think...
Anyway, they second is of a pub, or like a club thing. Or a basement. Couldn't really see. The whole thing was surrounded by darkness..."

"And! Virgil, I need to know what happened, the authorities need to have the proper infor-"

"NO!" Virgil screamed, his hands clutching his head as he bent down and let the tears go again.

"The authorities CAN'T know. The police CAN'T get involved... Or-or- or I'll-"

Virgil stopped...

Dead silence filled the room...

Logan tried to approach Virgil, putting his hand gently on his shoulder for support and Virgil flinched, bumping into one of Logan's cabinets and causing a glass figurine to fall and crash...

"No. No. No. No. I can't go back. I won't go back. They can't make me go anywhere..." Virgil mattered, his mind racing.

"Go where?"

Virgil paused. His mind racing a million miles per hour as he stared Logan dead in the eye. His heart pumping. Beating in his chest like it was about to explode.

But before Logan could ask again, Virgil had snatched the pole Logan was carrying earlier, hit the window - causing the lock to break, pulled the window open and jumped out.

He landed on the cold, cobbled, pavement...

His body aching... 

His mind aching...

His heart aching...

And that was the last thing Logan saw. Virgil sprinting down the road, still grasping his stomach as he tried to escape...

And Logan used his last resort...

Calling Remus.

Toot toot. The angst train has arrived. Please remain calm and don't kill me. Toot too.