After monsters took over the Ghosts base they were forced to leave it behind which meant leaving a damn lot of good supplies they needed in the apocalyptic state.

They stuck together and used anything as weapons and took shifts during nights. Occasionally they settled somewhere for a while before moving on so nothing could track them down or hunt them.

Logan had always been quiet but after a few close encounters with creatures he barely ever spoke too afraid and paranoid he’d be used as monster food. Elias hated seeing his younger son become so withdrawn but the boy was traumatised from both the federation and the monsters.

One evening he’d gone out to scavenge in a dense part of the woods and he fell back on his ass trying to scramble away when he found you. A humanoid looking monster trying to also scavenge for food or resources.

He stayed frozen but he realised you were skin and bone. You were very malnourished and starved and Logan being Logan almost felt bad for you.

“I don’t have anything.” Logan rushed out when you acknowledged him while trying to dig a hole where a rabbit went down but obviously you couldn’t.