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**peace1672** · January 31st, 2020, 12:51 PM

Carter, the grandson of escaped slaves who fled to Canada had a good job, a trader by call and fisherman, the man was also a mutant. The African American mutant came upon a freezing boy in the frozen wilderness of Canada. Oh! I should get this boy out of here. He though, picking up the boy and slugging him over his shoulder. "Let's go kid! I'll get you all patched up." The man said before making the trek back to his cabin.

**Adamantium Babe** · January 31st, 2020, 04:21 PM

The little boy was pale, with dark, messy hair and dressed in a long, white nightshirt.
He was shivering badly, but didn't seem to have a fever.
The man could see that his nightshirt was stained with blood, now dry.

**peace1672** · January 31st, 2020, 05:58 PM

The pair made finally made it to the cabin after minutes of walking through the wilderness. Thank goodness the storm's settled down. The man thought as he entered the fairly large wooden building. The cabin has chairs surrounding the room, a bookshelf on the far left and a small kitchen in the interior along a bedroom and bathroom. "Welcome home boy." Carter said softly before closing the door. He took the unconscious boy into the bathroom to patch him up. Minutes later, he's outfitted with a pair of trousers that might be too big for him and a wool shirt. He puts the boy to bed before leaving to feed his birds outside.

**Adamantium Babe** · January 31st, 2020, 06:08 PM

The kid was having a nightmare.
It was very dark, and there was a thunderstorm outside.
He was sleeping in his bed when a noise woke him up.
Voices of people fighting...then a bang.
He was scared, but ran downstairs anyway.
Mommy was crying.
Daddy was on the floor, unmoving.
There was a lot of red stuff under daddy's body, like strawberry jam, but with an awful smell.
A big man was holding a shotgun.
He ran to daddy, but he didn't move.
The big man grabbed him, and was about to shot him too.
Then he felt rage, pain and there was blood.
He screamed and run away, far away.

The little boy woke up with a startle, panting and looking around, confused.

**peace1672** · January 31st, 2020, 06:44 PM

"Relax, relax kid, you're okay. It's okay!" Carter tried consoling the boy, hearing his scream from behind the cabin. "I'm Carter. What's your name?" The black man asked.

**Adamantium Babe** · January 31st, 2020, 06:50 PM

The boy whimpered.
"J-James.... please, sir, don't hurt me! I didn't mean to!"

**peace1672** · January 31st, 2020, 07:03 PM

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Originally Posted by Adamantium Babe

The boy whimpered.
"J-James.... please, sir, don't hurt me! I didn't mean to!"

"Sir? Boy, my name's Carter." He said with a somewhat stern voice before relaxing. "Anyway, you hungry? It's okay you're safe here. No one's gonna hurt you. You can tell me your story when you aren't starved." He replied with a small smile.

**Adamantium Babe** · January 31st, 2020, 07:05 PM

James sniffled and nodded, his tummy rumbling.
"I'm a bit hungry..."

**peace1672** · January 31st, 2020, 07:09 PM

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Originally Posted by Adamantium Babe

James sniffled and nodded, his tummy rumbling.
"I'm a bit hungry..."

"Good then! I got piles of fish and some beef for you too." He said, grabbing up the boy from the bed and dropping him on his feet and leaving the bedroom.

**Adamantium Babe** · January 31st, 2020, 07:13 PM

James blinked when he was picked up from the bed and put down.
The clothes he was wearing were way too big for him, and he kept stumbling into the pants.
So he huffed and took them off, now only wearing the wool shirt, which still covered him enough, leaving only the ankles and feet out.
He sat on a chair and looked around.
This house was much, much smaller than his home, but it was warm and cozy.