[~Sander Sides Angst one shots.~]

Trapped

~Warning! Insanity, screaming, Remus, moodswings, insane Logan, death, murder, crappy songs, choking, attempted murder, a makeshift insane asylum, straight jackets. I think thats it.~

~man, this ones a fucking rollercoaster. Strap in boys, girls, and others, we're going for a ride-~

~also p.s, very little of it makes sense. I didn't even try to go for that while writing this. I was just mid-breakdown, and thought: "huh, what of I wrote a fanfic where Logan goes crazy." And i did it. And it's bad.~

Logan felt trapped. And he was. He was sitting in his room, locked in there by Roman and Virgil. He knew why. They had a right to be afraid. He had gone into a rage, and attacked Patton. He'd almost killed the other side. Roman had knocked him out, and Virgil was standing guard over his room. He paced back and forth, mumbling something. They put him in here. They trapped him. Logan quickly ran over to the door, and tried to break it down. He had gone from mad, to horrified. He felt like the room was closing in on him. He tried and tried to break down the door, but it wouldn't move. He screamed. A real, blood curling scream, and slid down the door, into a ball. What was wrong with him? He didn't act like this. He was emotionless. But if he really was, why did he feel like tearing out his own insides? Woah, what the fuck? That thought sounded like something Remus would say. Wait. Remus. He understood now. Remus could make others hear stuff like that, just like how Roman can make the others get ideas. It was twisted. That's why he's thinking this stuff, Right? He giggled softly, and rocked himself, hugging his knees. He didn't feel sane. He felt.. wrong. All over. Just wrong. His room began changing. And he began screaming again. But the room didn't close in on its self, it became.. padded. And white. Oh.. oh no. He quickly got up, only to see his normally wooden door was now metal, with a small window. He tried to move his arms, but suddenly, instead of his normal outfit, he was wearing all white, and his arms were strapped to his chest. A straight jacket. No no no no, this couldn't be happening. He wasn't crazy! It was Remus! It must be! He wouldnt.. he was the saneist one! He couldn't be crazy! They made a mistake! Logan tried to get it off, but failed. He had tried teleporting it off. He wondered whether he could take it off some other way. He looked up, and at the window, only to see a smiling face. The one who caused it all. But as soon as Logan saw him outside, the horrible side teleported in. He didn't know teleporting didn't work in here once your in. Logan smiled softly, as he thought that. Logan watched his tormentor, even though Remus just stood there, and knowing smile on his face. He then began to sing:

"Oh Logan's gone crazy!"
"Yes sir, yes sir!"
"Logan thinks it's me!"
"No sir, no sir!"
"Logan's gone crazy!"
"And he can't hurt me!"

Remus smiled wider, and tried to teleport away. Logan smiled, and made a song of his own, using the same tune.

"Remus is doomed!"
"Yes sir, yes sir!"
"He can't leave!"
"No sir, no sir!"
"Remus is doomed!"
"And I'm gonna kill him!"

It didn't sound like a song, but that didn't matter. It was more of a fact, anyway. He always liked facts. But Remus's look of horror was better then any fact he knew. Logan smiled as he desummoned the straight jacket, and grabbed Remus, throwing him against with wall with force he didn't know he had. Remus hit the wall so hard, there was a cracking noise, Remus suddenly couldn't move. Logan grabbed Remus by the neck, and held him up against the wall, Remus now being helpless. His spine was broken. As the colour drained out of Remus's face, Logan sang the song. He would keep singing until someone saw his work.