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Entry tags:	misha loganovich, npc - black widow, npc - tony stark, npc - wolverine, npc team - weapon x, team - x-men

Silence is golden, duct tape is silver
When they returned from Canada, Misha didn’t go back to the penthouse in the city. Dad insisted on taking both boys back to Xavier’s, something about SHIELD and how it wasn’t safe to wander the city with the head office going insane, but it hardly registered. Doc McCoy checked them over, but there was nothing to bandage. His brain was still a scrambled mess thanks to the Weapon X drug cocktail and the killing of Tessa Reece. Combined with the damage Red Room had done, one had nearly put him in a coma. The other only unhinged him.

In the days since the rescue, Misha kept to himself and away from the others. He needed to think, but his mind was a mishmash of images, some real, some not so real. Some kept him from sleeping while others only became clear when he managed to shut his eyes. Always the voice in his head calling him "bear cub" in that smug accent. The command to carry out his primary mission.

His primary mission would kill him, one way or another.