As I walked into the rural diner I pulled up my hood and headed towards the bar. I wasn't here for a drink though, I was just looking for someone. someone that could help me. I spotted him at the end gulping down a few shots of who knows what surrounded by empty glasses. I slowly but quietly walked up behind him. I stopped right behind him, and decided it was either now or never. "Can I help you?" the bar tender asked.
logan looked at him like he was crazy and informed him, "I'm not even done my glass, but since your asking one more round."
"Sorry man wasn't asking you, but you sorta reached past the limit that I'm allowed to serve, so what would it be?" he asked looking to me.
"Um, I'll have water,please." I answered, taking the stool next to Logan. The diner doors burst open and a masked man came in just as the server set the water in front of me. The man reminded me of the one four
years ago, he walked in and seemed to scrutinize the three of us. Logan seemed to tense up and looked ready to go to offence at any movement. The server stayed calm and asked, "what can I get you sir? If you try to use that gun in here you should know I'll call the cops."
"You'll do", the man decided not even listening, he grabbed me , pointed his pistol to my skull.
"What's up with masked men Pointing guns to my head?" I muttered.
"Shut up! give me the money or I'll shoot!" he yelled, shouting at me, then our server.
"Woah, man take it easy", he said putting his hands up in surrender.
"The money!" he yelled again.
Logan sprung into action, claws extending from his knuckles pointed towards the masked robber's jugular.
"One move!" the robber shouted, "and shes finished", he continued pushing harder with the pistol.
"Excuse me", I spoke up, "I'm right here and 'she' is not finished, I haven't even taken a sip from my water yet!" I replied indignantly with the fake dumb innocence these masked men hate so much.
" Are you dumb?" he asked, with a look of pure annoyance on his face.
" that's what they all say" I muttered "Isn't the definition of dumb a person with the inability to speak? cause if it is I'm obviously talking, unless of course your deaf, are you?" I answered cooly.
"Wha?! I'm not deaf you dumb *****!" he shouted.
" Ok, how about you drop the gun walk away figure out your money issues and never attempt this again", I said with a hypnotic tone. the mask man froze, dropped the gun, stood up straighter, and walked out of the diner. The server stood behind the counter gaping.
"Hey, kid, how'd you do that", Logan asked, taking his seat on the stool. I sat back down, and replied by saying: "I'm very persuasive."
Logan looked at me and asked, "what's your name?"
I decided to play dumb and answered by saying, " well, 'your name is Logan..."
"Who told you that? and don't play dumb with me, what's your name? and why are you here it's past midnight, isn't it past your bedtime?"
before I can reply, the television spoke up with the news, "This marks the fourth year anniversary of the death of mother, Abigail Sparks, and disappearance of daughter, Avalyn Sparks age 14, where the mysterious disappearance of their home, and a mysterious 911 call led police to discover the body with a note saying...", at the mention of my name I felt myself flush and I subconsciously felt to make sure my hood was still up, that's where my technokenisis came into play, you see, I can control technology with my mind, though I tend to do subconsciously and, have yet to gain control of that ability. Logan didn't seem to notice, but seemed upset.
"Um, what's wrong?"I asked meekly.
" I knew her, Abigail at least I met her after she divorced her husband, and when I proposed to her, she refused because, she felt it would be abandoning her daughter, I understood but now she's gone..."
"Yea, mom was like that.." I replied, then realized what I said to late, and slapped my hand to my mouth.
"Wait, mom?" Logan realized he pulled down my hood and gasped, "Avalyn, what happened? where'd you disappear to? where have you been for that last four years? why didn't you show up sooner? wait, aren't you supposed to be 18 now?"
He asked.
" That's to many questions", I told him.
"Hey mike!" Logan called the bartender, "put it all on my tab", he said, getting up and dragging me with him out the door.
"Ok, I can't just leave a kid to go off on their own, so, you can stay with me, but, you need to tell me what happened. which I did, of course leaving out my discovery of the identity of the legendary "final superhero".
