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Chapter 6: The investigation

(WARNING MENTIONS DRUGS AND NEEDLES)

The police returned to the police station. They have been at the crime scene for hours getting samples and finger/footprints to make a possible verdict, when they did the scratch marks were indeed from Logan but there was no information on what had moved the concrete blocks. It raised many questions about the situation because there was a void sitting in between them. Logan sat in his cell, he quietly wept not wanting to disturb his cellmate, all that he could be happy about was that Brandon wasn't here with him but in the back of his mind he wished he was.
His cellmate was asleep on the top bunk soundly, they were very small compared to him but were snappy and talked to themselves. He almost wondered what happened to her and how someone like her got here, he was almost too afraid to ask. An officer walked up to their cell using their baton to tap on the bars, this bothered Logans cell mate so he got up after wiping his face, he hit his head on the bottom part of the top bunk as he did so. He wore a pair of pants and a shirt that were orange with a unique number on his chest area, there were no pockets in his clothing, the officer looked at the number not even acknowledging that his arrest cost him everything he lived for. They unlocked the door after looking at a small device and immediately cuffed him with heavy-duty cuffs, he already had a shock collar on his neck. They walked across the cell area after the cell was locked closed again. Logan looked at the other cells, there were three sets of cells on different floors. All of his jail mates on this cell block all seemed jealous that he got out before lunch, breakfast, intermission ect. etc. but one grinned at him, it was a wide grin. They had big bluish arms with animal-like legs covered in scales and large black claws at the ends of her fingers/feet. Weirdly enough they didn't have a shock collar but a quirk blocking one and they had no cellmate... everyone always has a cellmate...
They left the cell area through a gate, this gate kept this cell block away from the other cell blocks as well as the rest of the headquarters. Walking through the rest of the headquarters they reached a room and Logan was sat down, the authorities knew everything about Logan quirk wise so he couldn't surprise them. A man soon walked in, Logans feet were strapped to the ground so he couldn't properly get up from the chair, at least the chair was comfortable.
"Hello, Logan." The man said putting folders on the table as well as little baggies on the metal table, they were in a windowless room, the lighting seemed erie. Logan didn't want to speak and his eyes averted from the man.  It was almost creepy to him how the man maintained eye contact with him after gathering the evidence from the crime scene.
"Long time no see." They said calmly making Logan look up, he knew them he started to tear up slightly.
"You...were a police officer? This whole time? YOU ABANDONED ME!" Logans voice became more and more gritty as his voice lowered into madness, he was glad to see him but it broke him that they ended up on the opposite side of the spectrum like this.
"Logan. You once told me to do what made me happy, I looked up to you and we were with each other through the thick and thin. This makes me happy, helping people out with their problems and getting a piece of the action..." Logan starred at them as they sighed at his silence before picking up a picture.
"Do you recognize this site?" They asked as Logan glanced at it, the picture contained the hole in the wall of the site before, they gave him two more pictures showing the scratches on the ground and the concrete blocks, Logan took a second to exsamine the pictures knowing that Brandon still was out there he didn't want to speak too much about the blocks.
"Yes." He finally answered as the other smiled a bit and stood up with a device in his hand, Logan knew what this device was and clenched his fists before speaking.
"It isn't my fingerprint. I was hiding behind a dumpster." Logan growled defensively making them stop in their tracks.
"Logan, n-" he was interrupted by getting slapped by Logans tongue, they had to take the mouth cover off Logan before he got here as it made him unable to to speak.
"I'm telling the truth! What? Every villain lies here? Every villain is bad because they do what they can with what they got!? I have nothing! Do not question me!" He roared after his tounge went back into his mouth, the man had hit the wall hard and groaned in pain he didn't want to shock Logan but he seemed to be getting angrier so as he got up Logan was shocked. After the electricity cut off Logan breathed softly before deeply sighing under his breath, the man had a frown on his face and their vision was a bit blurred by the slap. An officer peeked into the room to check on them.
"Everything alright in here?" They asked at the other assured that everything was alright though his head started to bleed after they left. Their fingers rubbed at their eyes as if he was getting angry too but that just gave him a migraine, a very deep migraine.
"You don't get it...I'm the victim here you have to believe me..all of these villains or even some of them are here for just surviving hiding and found by the wrong crowd." Logan spoke as the other looked up at him "I was thrown into that wall by someone. I can't tell who they were, but they took my friend and YOU POLICE RUINED MY CHANCE....of ever finding him..." Logan struggled to keep his composure anymore, the other had never seen him this angry but companionate about something ever since he tried to get a job, but that was a whole other story.
"I can't help that you are wanted for so many crimes...all you can do is do your time here and then you can find...your friend." He said with a soft groan using some tissues to wipe his head of blood and sweat, he felt bad for his friend. "What did this person look like?" They asked his voice soft.
"They were blonde, with a cloak on....and many eyes...idono.." Logan answered as the man got up.
"I will have to cut this interview short..." they said walking to the door slowly and opening the door, an officer stood on the other side starring at Logan before unlatching him from the floor and helping him get up and go back to his cell.

The time was 12:15 pm

It was intermission time in jail, everyone was allowed to freeroam around the cell area . All the cells were closely exsamined before they were let out and they all had to get out of their cell. Logans cellmate was woken up by one of the officers, they were angry and cranky before they finally listened to them. There were drugs and needles found in some of the cells, probably them trying to numb the pain of being here. Some he heard cry at night tiredness in their eyes from sleepless nights.
Most of the inmates didn't talk to anyone but their cellmates and stayed away from others while some made gangs or friend groups, one group he knew was of the female who was grinning at him earlier. He walked by, he never knew her name but it alarmed him that she walked towards him.
"Hey." They said her eyes locking on his, they seemed confident but not at all inviting "Cat got your tongue? Welcome back!" They laughed with a sinister grin, "you've got smaller ever since I've saw you." The female said as Logan put his hand on the back of his own head "thank you.." he tried to be polite but there was something about her eyes how bright and happy they were that didn't belong...she was playing with him almost. Another person walked over to the girl, they cackled and she smirked back at them.
"What's your name again? Is it Sobek?" She asked crossing her large arms
"Its...Logan. Who is Sobek?" He said raising a brow at her,

"Don't worry about it."