"What did you do to ?"
Logan's lips had gone pale as he stared at Kurogai with fear. The mont under the influence of the Geass Eye had wiped his mory, so he had no idea what had just happened. All he knew was that his body felt weak—unnaturally so—and he was swaying like soone on the edge of collapse.
"Nothing serious," Kurogai replied with a calm smile. "Just took a little of your blood."
Logan's gaze sharpened with disbelief. His instincts scread that sothing was wrong. As soone with an advanced healing factor, feeling this weak made no sense. The amount of blood drained from him had to be significant.
Was this strange-eyed kid so kind of vampire?
"By the way, Logan," Kurogai added, "did you know there are still mutants out there?"
Logan struggled, unwilling to answer. "I don't know."
Still refusing to cooperate. Kurogai sighed and shook his head. "Fine. I'll do it myself. Perfect ti to test out my new ability."
His eyes began to shift—the whites consud by a deep red glow, three jet-black tomoe swirling slowly within. The Sharingan activated. While It might not offer absolute control like the Geass, but it had a more versatile arsenal—especially when it ca to illusions.
Logan's eyes t Kurogai's—and in an instant, his mind was pulled into a false reality. The illusion took hold effortlessly. Against soone like Logan, who relied more on brawn than ntal resistance, the Sharingan's genjutsu was brutally effective.
Inside the illusion, Kurogai interrogated him. Over his years of wandering, Logan had encountered several mutants—but their nas and current whereabouts were vague at best. They were drifters like him. Kurogai couldn't get precise leads.
He exhaled, mildly frustrated. "Looks like I'll have to start with the Xavier Institute."
It wasn't a bad plan. Kurogai had intended to visit the school for gifted youngsters anyway, hoping to understand and perhaps refine his own mutant powers. But sothing always seed to delay that journey. Now, with ti and opportunity aligning, the mont had finally co.
Releasing Logan from the illusion, Kurogai stepped back. The wild mutant instinctively recoiled, keeping his distance, his eyes narrowed in suspicion and unease.
Unlike before, Logan was fully aware this ti. The sensation of having his mind manipulated was deeply unsettling.
"That... wasn't natural," Logan muttered, eyes locked on Kurogai. "You're not a vampire... You're sothing worse. A demon, maybe."
Kurogai chuckled. "Am I really that terrifying?"
He didn't mind the label—fear was useful. But he was in too good a mood to argue. Logan's blood had proven quite... invigorating.
"Since you were generous with your blood, I'll return the favor," Kurogai said casually. "Go to Professor Xavier. And one more thing—watch out for William Stryker."
Without waiting for a response, he summoned a radiant golden portal beneath his feet and stepped through, vanishing into the rippling energy.
"Wait—what does that an?!" Logan shouted after him. But Kurogai was already gone.
"William Stryker... Professor X..." Logan mumbled to himself, trying to piece it together. Whoever they were, he had a feeling he'd be heading to New York soon.
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Mary's Orphanage – New York
Kurogai erged from the shimring portal in front of a familiar old building. The mont he stepped through, the air changed. It slled like ho.
"Little Asta, you're finally back! I was worried sick!" cried Dean Mary, hurrying to et him.
She didn't know the details of his trip—not that he could tell her he'd just dismantled a Hydra cell. To her, he'd just been gone far too long.
"I'm okay, Dean Mary. No need to worry," he said with a rare, genuine smile. Only in front of her did Kurogai soften like this.
After so small talk, he asked about Skye, only to learn she was at school. That cooled his enthusiasm—he had hoped to see her.
Then, a more serious thought crossed his mind.
"Dean Mary... I've been aning to tell you sothing."
She imdiately gave him her full attention. "Whatever it is, you know I'll support you."
"I want to move out," he said quietly.
Dean Mary blinked. He was only twelve, after all. It wasn't the usual age for soone to leave the orphanage. But she understood. Kurogai was different.
He barely had ti to be here anymore. Being tied to the orphanage only risked dragging trouble to Mary and Skye. He cared too much for them to let that happen. Beyond that, he also needed a private space—to train Wanda and Pietro, and to prepare for what ca next.
Dean Mary hesitated, but then gave a soft sigh and a nod. "Alright. I trust you. You've grown so much."
The nest was never ant to hold him forever.
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