... "And we will get back to it" 
    "Huh? No you're not…" Logan furrowed his eyebrows. "Okay, fine. You will. Just come inside, yeah?" 
    "My boys can wait" Logan said walking toward her. 
    "Yeah, they can… whoever they are" Camila muttered. Russ ran back in. 
    "Get your friend, stay closely behind me. I'm not wasting another minute here" Said Logan determined to break them out. 
    Camila wished it was true, because what kind of prison break plan involved getting killed first? 
    Logan rushed inside, and Camila followed him, trying to keep up with his speed. 
    "Where's the warden's office?" 
    "Ri- right at the corner, we go left and straight up, his office is the last, managerial looking" 
    "Good. Find your friend, I'll be back in a minute" 
    "Wait- wha- what are you going to do?" She stammered, wondering what had come over him.
    "Find your friend and wait for me, I'll be back. That's what I said" he ran at once to the office, but there were some prison guards at the quarter who stopped him at once.
    "Get back to your cell"
    "I have an appointment with the Warden" Logan said, pretty breezy. They glanced at each other and gave him pass. 
     Probably the warden always had visitors, guys who do his dirty jobs.
     He entered into his office, the warden had a cigarette in his mouth, relaxed on his chair with his pot belly propelled out, and two deep dark eyes sitting behind two glasses which he removed once he saw Logan.
    "Who are you? What are you doing here?" He moved to take his telephone but Logan rushed and dashed it away. 
    The Warden trudged in fear. "Wh- what's this about?! Do you have any idea what you're doing?!" 
     "I do" he growled, letting out his claws, which got the warden frozen, with his lips apart, refusing to pair. 
    Logan jumped on his table and held him on his neck, throwing him away to the floor. 
    He lapped backwards with drags on the ground begging for his life. Logan's eyes flickered, he grabbed him by the neck again and raised him above ground level while the man choked and grasped for breath. 
      But the moment he was going to engrave his claws into his neck, the man brought out a gun from his strap and emptied an entire pistol barrel into Logan's chest, with continual shots while Logan frailed but held him tighter, until prison guards stormed in, he couldn't hold it any longer, he dashed the man to them and ran away for cover while blood dripped down the lanes, taking the guards to his hideout. 
     "Don't just stand there! Sound the fucking red alarm!" He commanded, and the alarm went off, so loudly that it could block anyone's ears close to it.
    "Now, find that son of a bitch! I want his dead body lying on my fucking table—" 
     Gunshots, followed by cries of men issued… it was his style. He held two men on each side of his arms with his claws and dashed them into the warden's office. 
     The remaining prison guards couldn't help but suffocate under their own breathe. 
     Logan was in his full form already, but his wounds seemed to be numerous that it hadn't all healed. More bullets would be fired… 
     "Arrggghhhh!" He growled, swift's them off of their feets, and with their decline, his claws put them down to the earth. 
    It remained just his target and his deal would be finished. But the stubborn man brought out a big and powerful shotgun. 
     "Whatever you are, I'm sure this will kill you! Monster!" He yelled and clicked on the trigger.
     Logan's eyes widened, his lips parted and his claws relapse. He wasn't expecting it, but it came anyways, multiple shots. 
    One shot pushed him off and made a big wound to his body, sending him into a frenzy and an agonized cry followed. 
     The Warden shot again and it had more dangerous damage than fair; it took him out and dashed him to the ground.
     The Warden stood up and staggered to him, even in fear, he could smile at his win and at the helpless werewolf. 
    He pointed the gun at his head. 
    "Logan!" Camila called him out. He was giving up, his eyes were going dark and his vision blurring out, but Camila's voice had raised his engines, and aided the healing enzymes to act quickly. 
    The warden's finger went to the trigger, but Logan held the gun. "Huh?!" The man cowered at the strength he used to … bend the gun's mouth to the man's side. 
    "You can now shoot" Logan said. 
     The man yelled and dropped the gun. He motioned to run, but Logan slashed his claws on his legs and he fell with wails. 
     "You will be the first in this century to die by my claws" Logan muttered to the man now lying beside him. 
    "Pl-p-ples-" the man forced himself to speak but he couldn't. 
    "Don't waste your last breathe, there's a toxin flowing through your blood system now…"
    Logan's breathing wasn't dropping and his wounds wasn't healing as fast. "Normally, it won't happen, but the toxin was released by my predatorial instinct… you're a prey, trying to kill me, maybe succeeding, but you will die first, like now…" 
    The Warden inhaled and exhaled his final breathe, and his heart stopped breathing. 
    "Logan!" Camila rushed in at him and cowered at the sight of the mess. Not just about him, but all around him. 
    She always thought that he carried a wild animal with him, but he wouldn't had done that inside the prison…
     "Logan! Logan stay with me!" She knelt down and brought Logan's head to her laps. "you're bleeding out" she muttered. 
    "Take out the bullets" he said grittily. 
    "What? No, you will die!" 
     "No, I won't. Just take out the damn bullets!" He had already transformed back to his human form when he fell on the ground, and he needed to trigger his healing. 
    "Oh my god, are you gonna die?, I can't, I can't" Camila had never been a victim to fear, but she was getting on it's peak because of Logan.   
    She couldn't bring herself to take out the bullets from his flesh, and if she did, he would surely bleed to death because their was no medical assistance. 
    Troubled and confused on what to do, her mind was ravaging on any means to get him out alive, but she found herself, for the first time, screaming for help. 
    "Please help! Someone help!" 
    Her words weren't drown out yet when the place shook with a blast, and more rounds of gun shots were fired.
     "What was that?!" 
     "They are here" Logan replied with a smile. 
     "Who?" 
     "Us"
      "What—" she gasped as Logan's fingers let out a set of sharp and strong claws, and he graved them into his body and just in a matter of seconds, his body began to heal. 
    "Wha- what was that? What just happened?" Camila stammered. 
    "I'll explain later, where's your friend?" He staggered up and stood strong on his two legs..
    "He's here…" Camila muttered, staring at him. 
     He looked the other way at the door and found Russ, completely out of it.
    "What?" He looked at both of them. "Why are you acting like you had seen a monster?" 
   "Get down!" Two fully armed men stormed in and Russ raised his hand to surrender. 
    "They are with me" Logan said to them and they lowered their weapons and removed their masks… 
    "Sorry for the wait, Boss"