Written By Kimmi87
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Chapter 6: A Walk

"You wanna go for a walk?" Logan asked after they had finished
laughing.

"Sure." replied Max, feeling much better than she had earlier
in the morning.

Max and Logan set out down a path deeper into the woods. The day
was warm and cloudless. The air was clean and there was no one around.

"God this place is beautiful." Max said as she deeply breathed
in the scent of the woods

"Yeah, you'd never think my Uncle could have such good taste,"
Logan said with a chuckle as he rolled on.

"Its just nice, you know, to get out of Seattle, off the streets
and everything." Max said,

"I guess I can't really relate to that considering my life."
Logan said.

"Consider yourseld lucky, trust me, nobody wants to relate to
the u.s. now a days." Max said, "Its bad but Its better than Manticore,"
she said, "I'd rather die than go back there," Max said. She didn't mean
to say that last part but it slipped.

"I know how you feel," Logan said, "Not wanting to go back to
somthing," he said softly

Max knew exactly what he was talking about. The wheelchair. Logan
had almost killed himself rather than be in the chair. Why he didn't Max
didn't know.

Logan continued, "Sometimes I think that my uncle is right, ya know?
That I'm not making a diffrence, that I'm just useless stuck a wheelchair. That
I'm some spoiled rich boy, who is worthless."

That is when Logan recieved a sharp slap across the face.

"Logan!" Max shouted, overcome with rage. "Are you really that
dumb! To think you're worthless, useless, and spoiled! That you're not
making a diffrence?!" Max roared and Logan looked up at her wide eyed.

"Geez! Get it through your head! You know how many wrongs you've
righted? You've stopped drung transfers, you've stopped bad guys from tapping
out blood banks, and you've saved my butt god knows how many times! You think
thats not making a diffrence? And another thing! You think you're spoiled!?
Whats up with that!? Logan, spoiled people are people like your Aunt and Uncle,
who hoard all their money and are filled with nothing but greed and hate.
Geez! Did you even stop to think about what you've done? As for you being
useless because you're in the chair, thats probly the stupidet remark I've
heard from you! Logan, I'm a genetically reved up female and the most I've
done in life is knocked out a couple of bad guys for fun. You take down
the organized crime like frekin superman! Come on get real! Just because
you're in a chair doesn't make you any diffrent to me!"

"Are you done?" Logan asked Max after she had finished with her
little speech.

"No!" Max snapped "And another thing, you work to much, you're
over stressing yourself!"

"OK! I work a little too much now are you-"

"No I'm not done! Logan Cale if I ever hear you talking the way
you just did the will give you such a beating you will be redder than a
tomato! Ok!"

"OK!" Logan said with a grin. "Lets head back inside."

Ok! I know my chapter are short but I find it more organized that way.
What do you guys think so far? I'll have more for you tonight!