Gone

A/N: Warning - This chapter might trigger sensitive souls. So we request you to read the lines according to your mental stability or you could skip those lines.

Third POV:

The arrival of Logan Watson was a bombshell to Micah and Olivier. They couldn't believe their eyes and stood frozen in their tracks, looking wide-eyed at the man in front of them holding a pistol directed towards them. There's only Micah, Oliver, Karolia, and now Logan in this room, but Logan isn't foolish to think there are no other people in the building. He had to take down every one of Micah's dogs who were guarding the front of this room in such a slick and smooth manner that others didn't notice he entered the premises.

Good thing I brought a silencer for my pistols. He thought. He would say he was lucky enough to reach till this room covertly, but Logan knows that won't last long.

"Step away from her." Logan gritted out to Micah. Micah had no option but to step back under Logan's gunpoint. Micah tried to take his phone from his pants pockets to notify his men, but Logan quickly caught onto the stunt and pulled the hammer of the pistol back, reloading the bullet, in a way to warn Micah to back off. And that instantaneously made Micah raise his hand in surrender.

How is it possible? Wasn't he supposed to be dead? Didn't I order Micah's men to finish him off? If nothing, his leg is supposed to be wounded where I shot. These questions crossed Olivier's mind for a second.

Logan's eyes snapped to the figure slumped on the ground, and his heart clenched in pain when he saw Karolia's bruised face. The anger that he had at control till now hit top-notch and it boiled fiercely. His body was trembling immensely to destroy every single bone of all the men who harmed his girl. Not a single soul will escape my wrath. Logan decided. His main objective is to wipe three people from this world and he'll do it at any cost.

When their eyes met, Karolia gave him a weak smile and nodded her head, assuring him she was doing alright. Oh, love. His heart again clenched at how she is putting a hard mask in front of everyone, concealing her pain. Logan walked towards Karolia and pulled her up before pushing her behind him with one hand. He then quickly removed the rope from her wrist, freeing her tied hand.

"W-What? How is it possible?" Olivier stuttered out, still in shock. Logan shot daggers at Olivier. Traitor. But before Logan could respond, Micah interrupted.

"What a surprise, Watson. You know how to make an entry, huh?" Micah chuckled darkly. Micah isn't scared of being under a gunpoint and even if he is, he doesn't show it. A perfect actor.

"You both underestimated me," Logan said darkly, his blue eyes burning in a fire. Karolia was fisting Logan's shirt in her hand, tears streaming down her eyes as she cried silently in pain. Micah's reveal disturbed her greatly and it disgusted her to think she and her family loved him and treated him with respect, not realizing they were letting a Venom into their lives. A venom that killed them indeed.

"You're supposed to be dead. You Bastard." Oliver glowered at him. He couldn't process that he went wrong somewhere and he can't even imagine what all will happen to him due to the outcome of his mistake.

"You should've known better, Olivier," Logan smirked at him. By now Logan had taken one more pistol from his belt and is currently pointing towards Micah and Olivier. "I knew something was up as soon as you suggested the idea of me being the driver. So I sent William instead of me." He explained while smirking darkly. Micah's lip slowly curled up. The boy is indeed clever, he thought.

Logan was skeptical about Olivier's intentions from the start and he didn't believe what all came out from his mouth until he researched it. And this time also he did the same and he tapped Olivier's phone conversation day before yesterday. Logan found out the plan exchanged between him and his Boss, Micah. Also, the tracker in Karolia's necklace helped him find the location and he had also asked Patrick to record all the talk, revealing Micah's dirty work by none other than himself, for future references and proof.

Logan spits out dark profanities at Olivier in furiousness and Olivier saw red.

"You….!!!" A roar of anger reverberated through the walls as Olivier sprang towards Logan with his raised fist. Micah's and Logan's eyebrows raised, but for two different reasons.

Micah was stunned to see Oliver lose his sh*t and act impulsively which usually doesn't happen at all, he would say. And Logan was amused to see Olivier take a punching pose that even an 11-year old can defend and it was something he was taught not to do in a fight by the same man. But the only person who was frozen by seeing Olivier charging was Karolia and her grip on Logan's shirt tightened.

Logan was in no mood to put up a fight and risk losing Karolia from his side. So he simply pulled the trigger.

16, 17….. Here goes the last two bullets of his pistol. As soon as the use of that gun was over, Logan tucked the empty pistol in the back of his pants and used the second one to hold Micah at gunpoint.

Karolia flinched at the loud sound and jumped a few feet high, her eyes wide as saucers. Olivier fell to the ground, clutching his thighs and abdomen where he got shot, howling in pain. His blood was pooling on the floor and Karolia grimaced, bile forming in her throat. She has never been a fan of the smell nor the sight of blood.

Micah chuckled, his shoulders vibrating. "Good job, son." he taunted with a pleasing tone. Olivier was writhing in pain on the ground. Olivier had abdominal surgery last month and Logan aimed precisely there.

"But good luck," Micah commented, and right away, footsteps echoed in the walls before Micah's men burst into the room, which comprises at least more than seven people. Karolia took a sharp intake of breath; her fingers and legs started trembling. Logan's shoulder stiffened but he had a determined face. He'll win this. He has to win this.

Micah stepped back and sat on the single sofa that the room had, ready to enjoy the show. Logan took down the first two guys who marched towards him with his pistol. He used two bullets for each and finally decided to fight them off with his hands and planned to save the rest of the bullets for someone special. He didn't want to waste any more bullets on some stupid fighters. Logan quickly secured the pistol back in his belt. A guy came forward to Logan with a loud screech but he was quick to grab him and twist his arm behind his back, successfully breaking the guy's bone. Logan then slammed his elbows on his ribs before turning his neck. The man's ear-splitting scream cut short as he fell limp onto the ground unconscious, following Olivier who was still roaring in pain.

Another guy came forward and started throwing punches that Logan effectively blocked and gave him double of what he's throwing at Logan. Karolia was stumped for a moment there but she immediately came to her consciousness as soon as she saw more than two men advancing towards Logan. He was able to defend and win until now but she knows he will find it challenging to defeat more than two men at a time. One guy's eyes flickered towards Karolia and he sauntered past Logan to her.

"You stand no chance against us." he snarled before lunging at her. Karolia was prepared and swung her leg up and with all the force mustered in her, she kicked his head. Just like Logan taught her. The guy flew backward at the effect and hit his head on the concrete wall before he fell limp onto the ground. Karolia beamed and Logan also had a smirk on his face amidst fighting two men at a time. Micah had a surprised look on his face. Woah, Logan really changed her. Karolia a year back wouldn't even hurt a small fly, now she can beat a human who is double her size. Impressed. Micah thought in amusement.

Vincent was on his phone talking to someone, inside a random room far away from where the commotion was taking place. So he wasn't aware of what was happening until now. Hearing the loud noises coming from the room, Vincent rushed towards it and was shocked to see six men unconscious on the floor and very much surprised to see Logan Watson in the room fighting three men at a time now. How the hell did he find this place? Vincent thought perplexed.

"Son, come on. Enjoy the show." Micah called out to Vincent with amusement playing on his face. Vincent was perplexed.

"Dad, what's going on? How is he here?!!" he asked frantically, eyeing Olivier who was losing consciousness as the seconds ticked.

"Don't you see! Knight in shining armor came to rescue his love of life." Micah chuckled. Even though Micah is amused, deep down he was raging. Especially when his men are being taken down by just a single person. Vincent was about to step in to join the fight, but his dad stopped him by holding his wrist.

"No, not yet." He shook his head. Vincent nodded his head and leaned back.

Punches and kicks were thrown here and there. Logan even got a few hits but not as severe as what Karolia was receiving. She is putting up a good fight but at times she is losing her focus when many people attack her and also when seeing Logan getting hurt. Logan is even trying his best to pull men away from her but it's challenging when he is also fighting. Logan didn't expect these many people would be there under Micah's control in New York, or else he would have brought his men along with him.

At a rapid pace, Micah's dogs were falling either dead or with broken bones. Vincent's patience was thinning and finally, it snapped off when the last one also fell to the ground, unable to get up anymore. He marched towards Logan and he circled him and his closed fist swung upward hitting his jaw. As Logan's back was turned towards Vincent and Micah when fighting the last one, he didn't see Vincent approaching. Logan staggered back at the impact and cupped his jaw, blood dripping from his lips. Vincent then swung his elbows to hit Logan's ribs but Logan quickly blocked it by swinging his head back with force, effectively hitting Vincent's head. Both the men staggered back.

Karolia who was watching everything quickly rushed towards them upon seeing Logan receiving more punches. With all the force she could muster up, she pushed Vincent away from Logan, and with a steel rod she found from the corner of the room earlier, she hit his arm hard. She then stood in front of Logan with the rod in her hand, in a shield pose. A stupid decision from her side, but she couldn't hold back seeing Logan getting hurt.

"Lia, NO," Logan yelled and tried to push her away behind him. But it was too late as in the next split second, Vincent lunged forward and threw her away into the wall in a complete rage. Karolia flew backward at the impact and hit the side of her head on the wall before she slid down to the chest of drawers that quickly shattered under her weight. Karolia cried out in pain and her vision became blurry. A constant beeping sound was heard inside her head and she moaned in pain.

Logan roars in anger and lunges at Vincent. He grabs Vincent's neck and slams him into the ground before sitting on top of him and repeatedly punching his face. Vincent covered his face with his hands but it was in vain as the punches became stronger and faster.

"How f***ing dare you hit her, you Bastard," Logan growled in pure rage. Micah's phone pinged with a message and he took his phone to read it. Once he finished reading the notice he took his pistol, having enough of this drama, and pulled the trigger at Logan. He aimed for Logan's head but hearing the sound of bullet firing from the gun, in that split second Logan quickly leaned back. The shot did miss his head but not his arm.

His teeth gritted as the pain spread throughout his arms but he swallowed the pain and lunged towards Micah, leaving bruised Vincent on the ground. Micah's eyes widened as he saw Logan jumping towards him. No one was there to protect him now. Micah isn't that good at fighting as his son is. Logan growled and effectively snatched the pistol from Micah's grasp in a fast motion which even Micah couldn't process. Using the back of his gun, he hit Micah's face three times. He wanted to pull the trigger then and there so badly but he remembered the promise he had given to Karolia.

Logan raised his hand holding the pistol to thwack Micah again, but the painful moan emitted by Karolia stopped him. He turned his head to look at the love of his life crawling towards him, clutching her head with her now weak hands. Blood was dripping down her side.

Forgetting about both Micah and Vincent, who were completely out of shape and exhausted to fight anymore, he rushed towards Karolia and got on his knees before taking her head in his arms. Her blood smeared in his hands and his heart dropped down at the sight of it.

"Baby, are you alright?" He whisper-asked, his voice and eyes filled with pain. Karolia moaned and sobbed as the pain kept intensifying. She was trying her best to keep her eyes open. Logan tore a piece of cloth from the bottom of his shirt and tightly wrapped it around her wound on the head to stop the bleeding. While he was tending to Karolia, Vincent crawled towards the steep rod that was lying on the floor while wiping the blood off his nose. He stood up stealthily and walked towards Logan before he swung the rod on the back of Logan's head, hard.

Logan coiled forward at the hit and clutched his head. He tried to turn around to grab Vincent but he couldn't as he got another blow with the rod at his back again. He fell sidewards with a loud thud and clutched his head. Vincent snarled at him.

"Noooooooo," Karolia let out a piercing cry as she saw Logan getting beaten up and what scared her the most was that he wasn't fighting back this time. With much difficulty, she crawled towards Vincent and clutched his leg, begging and pleading him to stop. But he didn't listen and tried to shake her off from his leg. Karolia didn't let go and screamed to stop as Logan was losing consciousness. Her head hurt as she screamed but she continued to do so, hoping that Vincent would stop his brutal attack.

"Get back," Vincent growled at Karolia. "You don't need him from now on," he said and hit Logan's ribs with the rod. Micah came forward and grabbed her hair from behind. Clutching her blood-smeared hair, he dragged Karolia away from them. Micah tugged Karolia's hair up, making her watch the scene in front of her. To watch Logan's soul leaving his body.

Micah's evil laughter was followed by Karolia's high pitched screaming. Logan's vision blurred and he couldn't move an inch. His unsteady eyes searched for her figure and once he found her, he shakily extended his arm towards her as she kept on fighting in Micah's hold. Karolia's name left Logan's lip before his hand completely fell motionless and his eyes closed slowly.

Karolia froze completely at that and she fell limp in Micah's arms as Logan took the last breath.

"L-Log?" she stuttered shakily. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she let out a loud sob when he didn't respond back. All hopes left her body and she stopped struggling in Micah's hands before she fell limp on the ground. Karolia opened her mouth and let out a loud piercing scream of agony that made the walls vibrate. She lost it completely.

"NO, NO, NO." She screamed, shaking her head. "Log, GET UP. COME BACK, LOG." she yelled but there was no response as Logan lay motionless. Right now she couldn't feel the pain in her head. It was overpowered by the pain she felt in her chest.

"He's gone. Your boyfriend is dead." Vincent laughed darkly as he placed his finger near Logan's nose to check his breathing.

"YOU BASTARD!!!" Karolia screeched loudly. "I WILL KILL YOU. I'll kill all of you." Micah laughed at Karolia's lame threatening and her tantrum. He signaled Vincent to get the syringe he had prepared and kept ready from the top drawer of the table. When Vincent handed it over to him he injected Karolia's neck with the dose of propofol to knock her out. The girl's screaming was cut short and she immediately fell limp in his arms.

"Finally, everything came back to our hands." Micah chuckled darkly, eyeing Logan and Karolia. Vincent smirked back tiredly at his father.

Olivier's quiet whimper made them turn around towards him. Olivier was still alive but he was barely holding on. But his sufferings didn't last long as Micah took his pistol and shot Oliver multiple times.

"Although you were a trustworthy one, you were stupid enough to think I'll share the profit with you. Fool." Micah mumbled to the dead corpse. He wiped the blood off his forehead with the back of his hand and eyed the numerous bodies scattered around him.

"Now no more Distractions and obstacles."

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(18 Hours Later)

The strong smell of disinfectant hit his nostrils which suffocated him and made him want to throw up instantly. The constant beeping sound of some machine nearby alerted his ears first before his brain registered a hard ringing sound from his ears. Logan's eyeballs rapidly moved from side to side as the ringing intensified to a point where his legs kicked and fists clenched, making him groan in pain and call out for his mother. But just as the sound came, it completely stopped after a few horrendous seconds. Logan's body immediately relaxed and he released a breath of relief.

Slowly and steadily, his eyes fluttered open and the blurred image of the white ceiling came into his vision. He squeezed his eyes shut and when he reopened again, the blurred image was gone, and instead, it was a crystal clear one. He turned his head to look at the foreign surroundings he is in. For five minutes straight, Logan kept on looking around the silent room, trying to comprehend where he is and what's happened.

What the hell?! He thought. Where the f**k am I?

He tried to lift his hand but the IV tube attached to his arm also on his dorsal side stopped him. His confusion only grew when he saw many EEG attached to his head. 'Did I lose the game? Who was my opponent in the fighting game?' Logan wondered quizzically. His brain is trying to give him a signal and he understands he's not remembering something. His heart is telling he forgot something that he shouldn't forget. Something that belongs to him and is very very precious, but his brain couldn't process anything even though he can feel it on the tip of his tongue.

What is it? What is it? Logan tried to think deeply but it was in vain.

The sound of a door opening and shutting alerted his ears and he looked up to see Patrick standing by the door. Patrick has a stoic expression on his face and his lips were pressed tightly, his arms crossed.

"P-Pat," Logan's voice was croaky as he called his best friend. Patrick let out a sigh and walked towards the bedside table and filled a glass with water. Patrick helped Logan to sit up straight before giving him the glass slightly. Logan greedily drank the water to quench his sore throat. Silently Patrick took a seat on a chair beside Logan and watched him who in turn stared back at Patrick, confusedly.

"What's happening, mate? What is all this?" Logan asked his best friend, pointing to all the wires and stuff attached to his body. His mind is racing, trying his best to remember what he forgot but it was again in vain. It irked him so much that he wanted to yell in frustration but the throbbing pain in the bottom of his skull stopped him.

"So, you forgot everything," Patrick said and nodded his head but it was more like he was telling himself. He expected it and the doctor indeed warned him. Logan groaned loudly when Patrick was just putting him into a deep state of confusion.

"Tell clearly, f***tard." He snapped but flinched when a sharp pang of pain traveled all over his head. "Where the hell am I and what's happening to me?" Logan rasped out again.

"You're at the hospital," Patrick replied nonchalantly. "You had an injury and..." Patrick trailed off, struggling to explain to him adequately. If Logan doesn't remember anything, Patrick doesn't want to reveal what happened to him and again brings disturbance to his skull that just underwent surgery.

"Just spit it out already before I punch your face, Patrick," Logan growled at his best friend. He just needs one little hint and that's enough for him to come out of this confused state.

"Fine." Patrick snapped back. "You got beaten up by that bastard Vincent while you went to save Karrie. Does it ring any bell?" Patrick rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Doctors said it was a miracle that you survived this 8-hour surgery to fix your skull and remove the bullet. What were you thinking man? Didn't I ask you to wait for me? But No, your stupid self didn't listen and threw yourself straight into the lion's mouth. Now look at you...all beaten up and wounded." Patrick didn't mean to say all these at once but he couldn't help it. He couldn't afford to lose his best friend and it broke him to see Logan in this condition, battling for his life. It was a mess, yet so horrifying.

Patrick's statement was like a light being switched on for Logan. Memories of what happened came rushing to his head at a speed of light. Every single scene passed in front of his eyes like a slideshow and his heart started escalating to another level when a particular name came to his tongue.

"Karolia," he breathed out as he remembered everything. How he beat up Micah's men and how Karolia was thrown to the wall by Vincent till how he closed his eyes seeing Karolia screaming at Vincent to stop beating Logan. He remembered every single thing. His head hurt a bit at the sudden recall of all the memories.

"Karolia," Logan's voice became louder and he frantically searched for her face in the room. His heart shattered into millions of pieces as he realized his other half is nowhere to be seen. Patrick quickly jumped up from the chair and tried to hold Logan as he kept losing his control.

"WHERE IS SHE? KAROLIA!!" Logan cries in anguish and quickly ripped off the wires and tubes attached to his body, ignoring the jolt of pain rushing to his head and arm. All he wants now is to have Karolia back in his arms safe and secure.

"LOGAN, CALM THE F**K DOWN!!!" Patrick shouts at him, holding his shoulder down, holding him down. Logan shoved Patrick's hand away and tried to get up from the bed to rush outside to save Karolia. But Patrick again pushed him back with a double force. Patrick was successful to hold him back on the bed by locking his strong arms in front of his abdomen.

"PATRICK, LET GO OFF ME," Logan yells at his best friend. "SHE NEEDS ME. I PROMISED HER."

"No. You need to calm down first, Logan." Patrick says, trying to control at the same time avoid Logan's thrusting and kickings. Logan was punching Patrick wherever he could but Patrick didn't back down and pressed Logan harder to the bed. The nurses and staff came rushing into the room upon hearing the loud yells and screaming.

It took four male staff and Patrick to ultimately hold Logan down before a nurse immediately injected Logan in his arm to put him to sleep.

"She needs me," Logan mumbled drowsily. "I promised to protect her….I must save her." he kept on mumbling these words till his eyes fluttered close and fell into a slumber.

Patrick let out a tired sigh and sat back on his chair, rubbing his temple in frustration. By the time Patrick reached the abandoned building 18 hours back, everything was over. When he rushed into the building, he saw Logan unconscious on the floor with blood pooling around his head. Olivier was also lying dead beside him with multiple bullet marks on his chest including one on his abdomen and another on his thigh. But that was it. There was no sight of any other soul in that creepy building and Patrick didn't know where Micah took Karolia to. When Logan was undergoing surgery, Patrick went back to his house and tracked Karolia's location. But he doesn't know how to tell Logan when he is in this condition. But he had to say anyhow.

Three hours later, Logan again woke up. A single tear slides down from his left eye at the thought of losing Karolia. He turned his head to the right and saw Patrick sitting on the same chair, staring back at Logan.

"If you're planning to create a tantrum, then I won't hesitate and will myself inject you again." Patrick threatened him. Logan looked back at the ceiling and let out a loud sigh.

"I'm alright now," Logan replied, his voice still raspy. Logan noticed he wasn't feeling any pain in his head or his wounded arm. The medicine given to him was a strong one.

"Help me up," Logan said. Patrick stood up and pressed the controller on the handle of the bed which immediately raised the head side of the bed higher into a sitting position.

"Does Mom know this?" Logan asked. Patrick shook his head that relieved Logan. He doesn't want to think about how his mother will take this information. Also about Karolia. Logan knows that his mom's heart wouldn't be able to handle both together.

"I called Grecia and told her that you traveled to Las Vegas for an urgent business meeting and took Karolia along with you," Patrick said. "She expressed that she's angry at you both for not informing her but believed the lies you usually pull that trick on her."

"Good." Logan nodded his head, sending Patrick gratitude through that nod. And Patrick understood that.

Logan was about to ask about Karolia when the door opened and William and Tyler entered. William was on crutches. Logan looked back at Patrick with a raised eyebrow.

"I could hide the news from Scar but not from Tyler." Patrick shrugged his shoulder innocently.

"But Lia said you didn't know about her past?" Logan asked Tyler curiously.

"Ha, he forced it out from me. The boy knows how to get information by threatening." Patrick glared at Tyler. Logan understood by threatening, it was to spill the information to pregnant Scarlet. Tyler rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue but didn't open his mouth. Logan's eyes traveled to William who had a solemn expression.

"How are you holding up?" Logan asked him.

"Better." he nodded his head back. "How about you, Mr. Watson?" he asked politely. Logan looked away and slowly nodded his head but everyone knew he wasn't doing alright. Physically and mentally. Mostly mentally.

"Do you have any idea where she is?" Logan asked after a moment. He knows she can't just sit back and relax while he has no idea what those bastards are doing to Lia. He has to act fast but he also knows it's better to give his body at least an hour to heal before he goes hunting for those bastards.

"They took her," Patrick replied looking down.

"Where did those assholes take her?" Logan asked. "I'll find them. I'll trace every nook and corner of this city and once I get them I'm gonna kill them without any mercy." Logan growled. All three men looked away that made Logan scowl.

"What? What is it?" he asked, fearing the worst. Please tell me it's not what I think it is, Logan thought.

"Logan." Patrick started. "Karolia's last location shows Worcester." Patrick finally let out the secret and waited for Logan to create another mess. Silence followed and Patrick looked up at Logan, gulping silently. But Logan remained calm as if he was thinking through it.

"Send our men to Worcester and find the place by tracking the necklace. Didn't you do that?" Logan asked them, incredulously. Isn't that what anyone will do? Logan thought.

"The problem here is, for the past 16 hours, her location is showing the same. The Worcester Regional airport." Patrick said and Logan took a sharp intake of breath.

"Which means she lost the necklace at the airport."

"We lost the only way through which we could reach her."

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