Summary: We know why they ran away and why they went their separate way but we don't know the story in between. Just a brotherly story about some things Victor and Logan went through while young and runaways.

Disclaimers: I do not own Victor or Logan. God if I did the things I'd do to them… Or at least Liev and Hugh 3

Rating: Teen because like you know Victor= violence so yeah xD

Pairing: None this isn't gay~ Just brother stories. Maybe I'll give one of them an interest or something. But this is just random stories.

Those Were the Days

One: It's You and Me

"Jimmy come on!" Victor growled out, the fourteen year old stopping in his tracks and turning around to see his half brother struggling to make it through the snow, his face red. Unlike Victor he didn't have a healing ability, at least not yet, so he was constantly sick do to the cold air and their little amount of clothes. All they had was what was on their backs and still that wasn't much, mostly after being runaways for a year the clothes were almost just rags.

"I-I'm sorry Victor- I'm just so tired."

Sighing Victor grumbled under his breath stalking over to the shorter ten year old. "Come on, James." Leaning down he wrapped one arm around the other's waist, lifting him up as James placed his other arm around Victor's neck. God he never would have run away with this brat if he knew how much trouble he'd be. He would have better luck alone.

After about ten minutes James decided to try and have a conversation with his brother. Over the year he had learn a few new things about the older boy. The most interesting one was that they were brothers. James hadn't quite understood how they could be related until Victor explained that his mom cheated on his "fake" dad with his "real" dad that he killed and she got pregnant and they lied and said it was his fake dad's. James still couldn't believe his mother would do that but according to Victor his whole family was a lot worse then he had perceived. However the male still wouldn't classify why.

"Hey Victor… You seem to hate mom and dad a lot. What happened?"

"You don't want to know James, trust me. Just believe they deserved what they got."

"Did they hurt you?"

Victor sighed irritably, "Yeah you could say that."

"I thought you couldn't get hurt."

"You can always get hurt James mentally or physically, you just don't show it. Remember that."

"Okay." James bit his bottom lip then. For a fourteen year old his brother was pretty knowledgeable. He didn't know why considering he never went to school. "Victor how can you read and write? Dad didn't send you to school like Mom did me."

At that Victor laughed bitterly, "I taught myself, sometimes listened in on your private teaching sessions."

"Why didn't you ever go to school?"

"It's it obvious Jim? Besides the high dislike our parents had for me… I mean look at me."

James looked at him and frowned, "Okay I'm looking."

"Not literally god… I mean my claws, my face, my teeth. Unlike like you I don't blend in with society. I'm a freak of nature practically."

"But you're nicer then most people."

"No I ain't James you're just too blind to notice."

"I can… see."

"Oh jeez, stop taking everything so damn literally."

"Don't curse Victor! That's unreligious"

"Screw religion. If there was a god James do you think he would have done this to two kids? Give them some fucked up claws, give them a fucked up family, and make us into some kind of freak?" Victor was angry now, James noticed. Normally he controlled his cursing to a minimum because he knew how much James hated it. He'd never ever curse as long as he lived!

"You don't believe in God? But Vic-"

"No buts James until you give me any damn proof there is no God."

"And until you give me some there is!"

"Why do you believe in god huh? What did he fucking give to you so great for you to believe in him?"

"He gave me… Well he gave me you." Then the younger smiled softly at his brother and Victor cursed mentally. "If I didn't have you'd I'd be dead…" Victor didn't answer then because well he didn't want to believe in God. He didn't want to believe in a being that would do something like this to two kids. Unless he was some sick and twisted god. Eventually James would understand, when he because less ignorant.

Clearing his throat Victor pointed to an old abandoned looking barn as they walked out of the forest. Finally a place to rest for the night, or at least for James to rest. Victor never got much sleep lately, always making sure no one came in and ran them off in the middle of the night because well that happened a lot. "Look Jimmy we can sleep there, okay?"

"Good I'm real tired. I feel bad too Victor."

"I know… I know…." There wasn't much he could do though. They didn't have money to see a doctor all Victor could hope was that James would get his healing factor soon, like what Victor had. Things would be a lot easier after that. "Come on let's hurry. Get on my back, we'll get there faster." Nodding James waited for his brother to bend down before climbing onto his back. Unlike him, his brother was pretty muscular, for his age anyway. James however was still scrawny and sickly. If he wasn't such a good boy he'd be jealous of his brother.

Victor and James both welcomed in the warm heat of the barn as they walked in. It was obviously not abandoned considering horses and chickens were all around them. Of course the only thing Victor cared about was the fact that not far away he saw a gigantic pile of hay. Perfect place for a warm bed. "Look at the horses! This one looks like my old one back home." Victor eyes darted over to his little brother who was smiling up at a horse. The horse nickered in responses and bent its head sniffing James before letting out a rush of air through its nose, James' hair moving as it did. Giggling James reached up and scratched the equine's nose.

Victor sighed mentally. His brother was so innocent and sweet, so oblivious and ignorant to the world and everyone in it. He could see the good in someone before he saw the bad. Victor was the opposite, he always saw the bad first, always viewed someone as the enemy at all times. The only person he trusted was Jimmy and that's because… well look at the kid he'd probably chop off his own arm before he betrayed Victor.

"Come on James we need to sleep. We have to leave early before the owner comes to feed the horses and chickens."

"Alright Victor, I'm coming." Smiling softly his little brother walked over to him, lying down in the hay stack. Victor laid there however staring up at the roof of the barn as James focused on sleeping. Of course, not at all surprised, the kid wouldn't go to sleep. "Vic?"

"What?" He hated when James called him that but dealt with it considering he called him Jimmy.

"We're always gonna' be brothers right?"

"We kinda' have to be."

"No I mean brother brothers. Like even if we grow up and stuff we won't grow apart."

"Ugh… why do you care if we grow apart?"

"Well because you're my big brother and my only family. Family is family Victor."

"I guess."

"Promise?"

"Promise what James?"

"Promise to always be my big brother."

"Alright fine, I promise."

"Me too."

"What? What do you promise?"

"I promise to always need my big brother. Because I always will."

"Don't get dependent on me James."

"I'm not! Just saying."

He was silent again and Victor sighed closing his eyes for a moment. He didn't get why James made him promise to always be his big brother. Come on, that would never change. They had no one but each other and that would never change. Even if James grew up and fell in love, which he'd undoubtedly do. Victor however probably wouldn't. He wasn't stupid, he knew how fucked up he was. He wasn't sure if James noticed it but he had blood lust, he had the urge to kill. Hell, he always had. Victor was an animal on the inside, and he always would be. James however wouldn't. He was kind and sweet and human, even if he had claws he was different. But Victor had to be an animal to protect the other and he just hoped that James would always remember what he sacrificed for him.

His humanity, his sanity.

"James?"

"Yeah Vic?"

"I… Ugh get some sleep alright? I don't need ya' dragging me down tomorrow morning."

Smiling softly James nodded turning his back to his brother as he curled up deeper into the hay closing his eyes as he slowly started to doze off. He'd always need his big brother, he knew that. James just couldn't imagine leaving Victor. He had seen the need to kill on his brother's face, witnessed it but that didn't change anything. His brother was still his brother.

"It's you and me." James murmured softly, falling to sleep.

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Whoot~ This is just something for me to do to get my brain a movin~ xD
Aws they love each other. 3 I had to write this cause it's ironic because Logan betrays Vic or whatever. Lol. But yeah get the part where Logan goes, "I promise to always need you?" do you get it? It's what Vic said in Origins when Logan was like, "This changes nothing I still hate you." And Vic was like,

"You'll always need your big brother Jimmy." 3 He remembered~ Lol sorry I just feel like the parts between them leaving together and joining Stryker should be filled in. like when they were kids~~