At the mansion

Logan ran outside and saw the helicopter leave he than went inside and figured out how to deactivate the bomb with 5 seconds to spare.

THEHELICOPTER

I was tiered. I couldn't think that what was about to happen would change every thing. when the helicopter landed I was sent to my cell on my way I over heard them talking the said who I would need one more power and that there was going to be testing and when I got to the cell they told me.

"In the morning we will have a doctor come for your check up" Mr. Windsor said.

"After that if everything goes well we will preside with the original plan" he said.

"What plan" I said.

"It's really not anything you need to know," he said walking out. I went to bed.

The next day after I woke up a man in a white lab coat came into the cell. He didn't say one word to me he checked my eyes mouth hands blood pressure and my reflexes. When he left I stayed there but new something was going to happen. Another doctor came in he grabbed me and took me to a white room I was unconscious in a matter of minutes. I woke up foggy eyed, tiered, cold and I had a feeling of uncontrollable anger and sorrow. I sat up as the anger grew I saw people trying to restrain me trying to take away my freedom. My heart rate began to increase and I saw fire on my hand as this happened. Almost nothing could explain how I felt at that very moment. I had no memory of any thing for the past month. The only feeling I had was anger. I jumped off the table and set every thing on fire burning the walls to escape. I saw a hole in the wall I ran through it and several more to escape. As I stepped out side the cold wind hit my face. This was my first time I felt free in months. I took off running in the snow. I ran into some woods and began to grow tiered so, I lay down by a tree and fell asleep.

There is fire everywhere I hear screaming I turn around and look into someone's face. my heart feels broken but I feel heart less at the same time. I realized this was a memory that I killed that person. The people that were in lab coats made me do it. This thought that they made me echoed through my mind as seemingly endless flash backs entered dream after dream. The dreams with the cries of innocent people the anger that I killed them because I had no choice seemed so... unreal. The only memories I had were of me murdering innocent civilians. I felt in my heart that I was a true living weapon. My eyes began to open. I have to keep running I thought to myself. I kept running for hours before I reached a town. I found a place to sleep in an old building.