The League of Origins

The League of Origins Completed

In a nuclear wasteland we struggle to survive. Our League Of Origins replaces the inevitable war over resources, but what will the outcome of this “sport” be for us?

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Logan swore he was going to face palm himself. He had dealt with far worse back at the academy, but these guys were a bunch of jokes. The one called Lan looked so damn small to be a dude, but then again he was skinnier than most women. So he should probably shut up. But it was that Leanard character. This guy was a complete moron. Logan could read most people, cause being Psychokinesis had to have some benefits. Leanard came off as a glory hunter. The way he didn't even bother to signify that he had even heard him was one reason. The other was the fact that he was clearly not from around here. How that made him into a glory hunter was the fact that Logan could see in Leanard's eyes that he wanted to be recognized. Why he wanted that, Logan would never know. Logan would rather sit in the corner and sleep. So, Logan labeled him as the glory seeker. And that made him easy to understand.

Logan smiled, finding a way to play right into his own hand "Nice to meet you, Leanard of." Logan knew teasing the grunts would come back to bite him in the ass, but for now he wanted to have some fun. Besides, all he had to do was hurt him slightly anywhere. And the nightmares of Leanards mind would begin. Happy with that thought, Logan flicked away the cigarette.