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5. Allies or Foe
Author: Odera
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Kano pushed him away, before the dagger dug deep in his chest, his eyes locked on Logan's. “Run, boy! Leave here while you still can. I will hold him off.”

Logan hesitated.

“Leave now, damn it. That's an order!”

Kano's words sliced deep. He turned and ran, the sound of fighting and shouts fading into the distance.

His breath came in ragged gasps as he sprinted through the darkness, his heart pounding in his chest. As he ran, he heard sounds of footsteps behind him, getting closer and closer.

Some men were after him, and he knew he couldn't outrun them for long.

Logan's breaths were short as he ducked between alleys, his stomach churning with anxiety.

He cut to a corner, and found himself trapped with no way out.

A menacing cackle filled the air as his pursuers closed in. Three figures, their faces twisted with malice.

“You made us chase you all this way,” one of them sneered. “you're done for now. There's nowhere to run to.”

“Little coward running for his dear life,” Another said.

Logan's eyes flashed with defiance. “Let's get this over with,” he said, cracking his knuckles.

The men chuckled, their eyes gleaming with amusement. “You must be an arrogant fool,” one of them said. “What training do you have? Submit yourself, and we won't have to beat you to a pulp.”

Logan smirked. “Growing up in the streets of Ferm is not something you'd understand. But, that's 12 years of harsh training.”

He charged at them, unleashing a swift jab that connected to one of the men's jaw, the impact echoing a sickening crunch. He ducked a wild swing, but a kick to the legs sent him crashing.

The men were taken aback by his ferocity. But, they were trained soldiers, and they quickly overwhelmed him. Logan fought back with all his might, but he was no match for their number and skills.

A thunderous kick landed on his chest, he stumbled backwards and landed on his back, coughing up blood.

“Stand down!” One of the men said.

Logan stood on one knee, gently pushing himself up again, his hand clutched to his chest. If Kano could hold off Drew with one arm, giving it everything he had. He should do the same.

“Stand down!” The man yelled again “Don't be stupid, we don't want you dead.”

“If he wants to die, what choice do we have?” another said.

“He's not stupid enough to charge at us again, someone like him still has a brain somewhere.”

Logan smirked.

With a fierce roar, he charged at them, his fist tight into a vice, his eyes blazing with a blue light. The men were caught off guard.

He attacked the men with a series of lightning-pace moves, and inhuman strength, knocking them out in an instant.

Logan's surge of energy abruptly abandoned

him, leaving him reeling. His knees gave way, and he stumbled, the world spinning around him.

He caught the blue light emitting faintly in his veins. “What the fuck!?”

He collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

As he lay there, a figure emerged from the shadows, covered in a brown cape. The figure dragged him away from the unconscious men, into a nearby tunnel.

Logan still surfacing, winced as he felt the sting on his arms. What?

The ropes wouldn't budge even as he struggled to free himself. In a blink of an eye, a tall figure stood before him, his silver eyes glowing in the dark. A pleiadian. Yuri?

Logan blinked twice, squinting his eyes, “Who are you?”

“I should be the one asking questions.”

“Kano,” Logan muttered. “Kano! Untie me now!” He struggled more.

“I'm sorry, I believe your friend is no more.”

“No,” Logan's voice trembled. He inhaled sharply and dropped his head. Kano sacrificed his life to save his, and he couldn't help. Just when he finally met someone who could tell him about his father, those men attacked him. Who were they?

“Don't be afraid, I'm not going to harm you,” the pleiadian said. “We're allies anyways.”

“Allies!?” Logan's brow knitted. “You don't tie friends to a pole. What do you want with me?”

“If we're not allies, then why were you looking for Louis? Who sent you?”

Logan's eyes darkened.

The pleiadian raised a brow. “A human asking about Louis? Perhaps, you work for Crownfell?”

Logan's stomach dropped. Crownfell.

He yanked and twisted against the ropes, fury boiling over as he growled.

Louis smacked his face.

“No? I'm wrong, I just hit a nerve. Now, tell me… who sent you?”

Logan's gaze hardened.

“Untie me first.”

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