Opening the heavy navy door, my nostrils were immediately assaulted with the smell of iron. Blood. I thought, my eyes widening and quickly scanning the room.
Blinding white lights glint off of shards of what seem to be the remains of a glass. The glass is scattered over the floor and streaks of red lead to the bed. A body is precariously sprawled on the edge of the bed. The person seems pale and thin with rumpled clothing. Taking a step closer, mindful of the glass, my breath hitches seeing the slowly growing brownish splotches on the blue and black clothes.
I quickly summon a broom and sweep the glass into a pile out of the way before rushing into the bathroom. Upon entering the bathroom I step back at the mess. Blood is spattered on the counter and sink. Right of the sink a razor blade sits in a pool of blood. A roll of old bandages is half unrolled with a small scissor open to the left of it.
I don't have time for this.
I dash out of the bathroom and to the bedside whilst summoning a fully equipped first-aid kit. I set the kit on the floor and open it up removing my hoodie and slipping on a pair of latex-free gloves. I take a deep breath before gently turning the figure over. I freeze in shock of what I see.
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Saving Logan
FanfictionJanus, Remus, and Virgil are chilling when they feel something wrong going on with the so called "light sides". Virgil reveals himself to the lights to investigate and is not happy about what he finds... I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS , PICTURES, REFER...
