Author's Note: -Disclaimer- You know the drill, I don't own Max or Logan or anyone else on the show. If I tried I would probably get smacked down with a lawsuit. I'm too young to be sued!
This is in Max's point of view.
Prologue: The War Begins
The flag is set. Joshua is quite the artist for someone with a keen sense of smell. I wish I was so sure of my convictions as he is with his. All I do is cause more problems, like letting all the genetic experiments out into a world that as been known for its prejudice acts since the beginning of History. The jews? The Holocaust. The african-americans? Slavery.
Now we have the prejudice groups AND the jews and african-americans on our backs. They couldn't all be like Logan, could they? Or Cindy. We just had to be in Seattle with all the grungy pricks! Look at me, I'm turning into them. And all I wanted was to just get by in the world. But no, we had to get in the way of some crazy ass cult bent on some apocalypse.
I just wanted to be with Logan...