/Parker's POV\

"Are you sure-"

"Of course." Pierce nodded. He sighed. "I swear I only killed him so I could free him of his burden."

"And what worries me about that is that your not explaining what this 'burden' is." I said monotonously.

"Oh... You'll find out..." Pierce shrugged. We stared at Logan's body. His body laid sprawled out on the cold metal table. Making Logan colder to the touch. His skin paler than usual. His lips parted as if he was still breathing, and his beautiful grey eyes were concealed. We stripped him down to his underwear and slipped these shorts on him to at least let him know we weren't that much of perverts...

"He looks so peaceful now..." I murmured running my fingers through his hair. His black hair fanned out around his head. It's gotten a bit longer since I cut it... Even though it's been a good week... Oh well...

"We can let him him rest in peace if you wish..." Pierce looked up at me.

"No... I can't lose him yet. I just got him." I glared at Pierce knowing full well this was his fault.

Pierce held his hands up. "If I didn't do it-... Well that will also be revealed in a minute..." Pierce put Logan's wrists in straps that were embedded to the table and the same to his feet and waist. Once that was finished, Logan looked more like a human sacrifice than a dead guy laying on a table.

His stab wound was cleaned and had a tube that pumped something into his body. I didn't question it at first. But now I want to.

"Pierce? What is that anyway?" I pointed to the tube.

"Oh that? That's a special liquid I've created to fix Logan, in ways he wasn't in before. As in he's going to be a whole new person."

I felt a boiling rage fill me. "He'll be the same! I want my Logan back!"

"Calm down. Otherwise the active ingredient in this mixture might go to you instead if him-"

"Huh?"

Pierce pressed a button and liquid stopped flowing... But next a slimy black looking thing started going through the tube. I covered my mouth to stifle my gasp.

"Don't worry... This is what's going to bring him back to life. I promise." Pierce whispered. We both watched as the gross black thing disappeared into Logan.

"I can't believe this is happening." I whimpered.

"I had to do this! I was givin and order-" he cut himself off and went wide eyed. He stared busy himself by taking care of Logan. Unhooking all the tubes and started to put some gauze over Logan's stab wound over his heart.

"What-" I started to ask but shifting from the table caught my attention. I grabbed one of Logan's hands. He had barely moved. Just him shifting his head from one side to the other. Than he stopped again. Only one head tilt.

"Okay now to seal the final step... Or at least part one of it..." Pierce walked over to the fire he had started previously and grabbed one of the rods. He studied it. I frowned. He can't be doing what I think he's doing.

He heated the rod in the fire for a good two minutes before returning. Before I had the chance to process or even argue with him I heard the sound of flesh burning. Logan's face scrunched up letting me know he was already back now. "Logan?!" I watched Pierce though as he remove the still warm rod off of Logan's flesh. A symbol was etched into his skin. One I didn't understand. I had these coiling snakes and even tiny letting that wasn't in english. But it was big enough to go over Logan's wound. And yes that is where he put it.

But now that I look carefully, the wounds not there anymore anyway.

"What is-"

"Shush. Look." It was obvious that Pierce didn't want to talk about what he was hiding. We watched Logan for a moment.

He twitched under our gaze. And it filled me with an intense hope, I felt it build in my chest as I gazed down at Logan in happiness.

But as soon as his eyes opened. I was faced with the heart shattering reality on what I had done.

I had trusted Pierce with something that would probably put an end to everything balanced and peaceful.

Logan wasn't Logan anymore.

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/Logan's POV\

As I floated, I could started to feel something again. Like something flowing through me. My chest ached, and I couldn't figure out why. I could hear a sizzle and murmurs. I didn't know what was happening. All I knew was that I was coming back.

I felt my limbs awaken and start to shift again. I focused everything I had in opening my eyes. Something I wanted after floating in this dark dreary world.

Open.

Let me see.

I felt my eyes start to open again and I was finally back reality. I stared up at two people I didn't recognize. One with brown hair and green eyes the other... Well he looked like someone who belonged in a crazy house with hair sticking up everywhere and bulging eyes. He had a sickly sweet smile while the other had a pained shocked expression.

I tipped my head to the brown hair guy and moved my lips in attempt to speak. But nothing came out. I struggled at what was holding me down. I saw these straps holding me down. I tried to jerk out of them but it was to no avail. I looked between the two boys with a pleading expression.

"-O-u-t-" I had to stutter each individual letter i found myself barely able to speak. My body still must be adjusting to moving again.

"Sorry no can do Logan. Once you get your strength back your going to be undeniably hungry and attack us." The crazy looking guy said. The brown haired one looked even more shocked as he gape at the crazy man.

"Is this why you wouldn't tell me what was happening? Is this what you've been ranting about?! Look at him... He's not Logan anymore."

Who's this Logan character?

And why are they talking about him while I'm right here. I need out.

The brown haired boy stared crying and for some reason that filled my heart with sorrow. I don't even know him and yet he's crying.

He must really like this 'Logan'.

"He just got his life back for the second time today... And he's not the same! How dare you! You RUINED EVERYTHING!" The brown haired boy raised his hand and reached across the table and slapped the crazy man.

The crazy man looked murderous. But instead he looked at me and started to un strap me.

"Okay boy. You listen good. This is your new life. I've morphed you into something so amazing that nothing will ever get in your way. We can finally kill all the stuck up fucking Grim Reapers."

What's he talking about? Grim Reapers? Killing? What's happening? I looked back at the brown haired boy who had backed up into the corner and sank to the floor starring at me and the crazy man in horror.

"D-ont... U-under-stand?" I sat up. I looked back the crazy man.

The room fell silent.

"Your telling me you don't understand what's happened?" The crazy man looked shocked. "Who you are or what you are?"

I shook my head I didn't understand any of it. What they were saying or what was happening.

The crazy man sighed. "I'm Pierce. And your Logan, the guy over there is Parker... You really don't remember us?" I shook my head once again.

I looked back at the now sobbing Parker. Making my chest mysteriously tighten again.

"Logan! I need you! Please remember me!" Parker looked at me in desperation.

I only stared at him. He looked at the ground. "Please take me home..."

I looked at Pierce who sighed but walked over to Parker.

"Wa-it..." I reached out to grab Pierce but I fell off the table landing in the ground with a thud.

"Logan!" Pierce and Parker yelled and and ran over to me.

"-h-urt...-" I looked up at Parker and held my arms out to him. He instantly grabbed hold of me and pulled me up.

He feels so familiar. Like I've been in his arms before.

A image of this boy- Parker- laughing and smiling appeared and in a flash it was gone.

"P-ar-ker..." I had to of known him. But where? How? Why?

Why did I forget such a sweet smiling boy?

In fact.. Now that I think about it I don't remember anything.

"LOGAN! PIERCE AND PARKER! YOU ARE ALL UNDER AREST BY THE GRIM COUNCIL! COME WITH US WILLINGLY OR WE'LL HAVE TO USE FORCE!" A multiple amount of voices boomed at once making anther image appear of twelve people standing in a line behind a large desk, each wearing a black hooded coat with the hood up not allowing me to see their faces.

Pierce cussed and stood up. "They found out... And Logan isn't ready yet... I haven't finished! Fuck this!" Pierce grabbed a large gun off a nearby desk and held it up. "Parker! Keep Logan safe." He smiled over at us before running off shooting things that I couldn't focus on.

"Come on Logan we have to run. Now!" Parker pulled me up off the ground.

He looked around for an exit that wasn't used by Pierce. But before would could even decide a girl appeared in front of us.

"Alia? What are you doing here?" Parker asked in surprise.

"Saving your asses!" She grabbed my and Parker's arms. And next thing I knew we were back in that black world I had been floating in only minutes ago. I was about to cry when it lifted. We were in a plain room. Nothing special about it. But it was familiar to me. I can't remember why...

"Logan you need to get at in your gear, the council will follow us here-"

"ALIA! HOW DARE YOU!" A man who had to be in his early thirties stood in the door the most furious expression on his face. He was decked out in all black with weapons around his waist.

An imagine appeared again if the man brining his whip down on who I assumed to be me. Painful whack after whack. Than it disappeared and I blinked. This man had hurt someone. And it was a good chance it was me.

I growled low in my throat causing everyone to freeze at how animalistic it sounded.

"L-ogan?" The man asked in shock. But it didn't last long as I charged at him successfully grabbing him and throwing him on the floor with great strength, and in his confusion I had climbed on top of him to reach his head better. I grabbed it and held him still as he looked up at me.

"Whatever you did... I hate you. You should be dead for what you've done!" I started bending his head as if to snap it so far around that It'd come off. The man screamed and tried to reach his weapons but let go of his head and grabbed his arms and stared him down.

"Logan stop!"

I smiled. "I can't do that. You hurt me..."

What was with me? Why was acting like this? Like an animal...?

"I had to-"

"Shut up!" I got up picking him up again and throwing him across the room where he flew out the window and landed on the ground with a crack.

"Logan..." I heard Parker whisper.

I spun around to face him. I stalked toward him. Once in front of his shivering frame I looked down at him.

"Parker..." I reached out to touch him by Alia grabbed my arm holding me back. I was about to snap at her when I heard Parker burst into tears. This broke my heart. I looked back at him. "What's wrong? What did I do?"

"You just killed someone Logan... That's what... Your scarring us..." Alia said gently.

I ripped my arm away from her. I was scarring them? I was scared myself! I didn't know or remember anything. I didn't understand all these sensations.

I turned around. I started walking toward the window where I had previously thrown the man.

But something caught my eye.

And when I turned to look... I stared. Frozen.

My eyes were silver, like a metaly kinda silver, and my pupil resembled that of a cats. My hair was cut short and hung over one of my eyes limply. I was basically naked except for the shorts I was wearing... But the symbol on my chest sparked something in me.

What have I become? What happened to bring me to such this fate.

I can't put anything together. It's all gone from me.

"W-hat am I?" I fell to my knees in front of the mirror I had been staring in. I gripped my head tightly and felt my body start to shake.

This can't be who I am.

I'm a monster...

One I can't control...

A/N:

Wasn't that the stupidest and worst chapter I have ever written?! :D if course it is... I hate it so much.. I don't even know why I bother at this point >.> it's getting worse... But I promise it will all be fixed soon... So hopefully it won't suck for to long!! XD

Forgive me?

Anywho...

~Dark Angel out!~