"That's what the normal ways but... that was too heartless, don't you agree?" Commander Drago smiled at Tristan.
Tristan woke up from his stupor, he gawked at the commander. "Sir?"
"The only one who knew about it as of now was me and you. But if the government knew it they will take Roger and deal with him. And you know what will happen if they found out. They will either instantly executed him or not. When I said not, you know that they might make him their guinea pig." He spoke with a solemn look.
Tristan hearing that Roger being a guinea pig, clenched his fist. Imagining the young boy being torture over and over again, crying for help but no one dares to because he was entitled as a monster. It squeezed his heart, making him stifled. Tristan's eyes heated but he didn't cry. He eyed his commander with red eyes.
Commander Drago continued as if remembering something. He slammed his fist on the wall. "Those from the higher-upside just bunch dogs of those from MWO."
Hearing the word MWO and the government being called by Commander bunch of dogs scared him. "Commander!" he reminded him, worried that someone might be eavesdropping on their conversation.
Commander Drago chuckled with Tristan being a worrywart. "Don't worry, this office of mine had no voice recorder nor video recorder. If there was one, it was mine, and if there is another that not from me, the latest invention created by the young inventors will alert me."
Tristan still didn't feel at ease but the confidence that could be seen on his commander's face, made him hold for it as of now.
MWO (Mafia World Organization) was been secretly established 50 years ago after the uncountable sprouting of the Mafias and a bunch of gangsters who wanted to be Mafias, it became the headache of the world. It was because of the video that showed the fight between Mafias, and the strength, richest, and they could get if they became strong. The privilege that only real Mafias could get.
They once tried to destroy by making an example of the strongest Mafia and kill them in front of all people but only got mockery. Telling that the strongest won't be easily be killed or caught, and then the worst happened. More and more Mafia organizations started to sprout. That was before the Alcantara steps forward, making a move.
The Alcantara was the most influential nobles and their richest had been said, came from the family of the strongest emperor during the old earth. They created the MWO to have peace and order and eyed those who are running amok.
The MWO was made up of the 7 strongest Mafias, who allied themselves to the Alcantara.
And now became one. The one still being those Alcantara was the top leader of this organization. Making sure the peace and justice to be executed.
Justine (Commander Justine Drago) didn't believe that this MWO doing peace and order. For him, they are rogue criminals trying to act all noble. He felt disgusted with them. He also believes that this organization was behind the killing of those innocent people. To be exact, it was their human experiments.
He took the mission of finding the reason behind this children's experimentation. He wanted to bring down those bastards(MWO) into the light so that they would cease to exist.
And Roger, he was the key for his plan to succeed, that's why he won't give Roger to them, only a fool would. He will use Roger him so that they could dig the truth.
"Welp, we will observe the child first. If he really had a connection with them then I will do my best to protect him." for now, and used him as bait for those bastards. Let just see how long would they act like it had nothing to do with them. "But if not, then he is free to go." Commander Drago beamed at him.
Tristan peered at his Commander and nodded. "thank you, commander."
"Don't thank me too early. I wanted to interview the child first." and pried every information out of him. I just hope that brat will bring me the good news I needed.
Tristan turned silent. After seeing the photo shown by his commander he already decided to protect him. If it was getting info from the child, then he wanted to do so. he didn't want the child to be wronged more already. Although he trusted his commander still, Roger is part of his family. It is his responsibility. Tristan viewed the Commander with eyes full of conviction said "Commander, please let me be the one to interview him."
Justin arched his brow from what his soldier state.
Tristan took a deep breath and once more stated. "Let me be the one to interview my son, Roger."
Justin became silent after hearing the word son, and the appearance of his naughty child popped up in his head. He stared at Tristan's eyes. "Do you even know what you are saying? Since Roger is an unknown danger, he can be said to be a dangerous experimental-"
"It was not yet finalized! I do believe that Roger is not one of them!"
"Colonel Weigner, as a military, emotion is not supposed to cloud our judgment."
Tristan, being called by his last name, bites his lips. "I know Commander, but please!" he bowed, hoping that his commander would agree.
Justin glimpsed at Tristan, the man still doing a 90 degrees bow. The face of Marco enters his mind. He thought if Marco was in that position, wouldn't he also beg like this. He faced the window once more and sighed in defeat. He blamed his fatherly heart for this. "Then... I hope you will give me a satisfactory report."
Tristan's heartfelt like finding an oasis in the middle of the desert when he heard his Commander reply. "Thank you! Thank you!"
Justin waved his hand, letting go of the young colonel.
Tristan almost ran toward Roger's room. He fixed himself so that he won't be comical in front of the child. He nervously knocked on the door and patiently waited for Roger to open it.
He waited for 20 seconds, but it was still closed. He knew the child is a light sleeper if he was truly taking a nap, and if not...
"Roger," he called out in the room but no one answered him. It can't be that. "Roger, open the door." He knocked once more, still, it didn't swing open. His breathing accelerated, and his heart pumped fast. What if they did discover that Roger was-
"Uncle Tristan?" called out by the familiar voice.
Tristan faced at his side and breathe in relief seeing Roger safe and sound. After the information given to him by Justin, he started to feel distressed about the child. He didn't know what kind of trauma Roger had faced and the result was him being wary and silent when they first met, his eyes were full of regret not knowing those things that occurred to him, and care. He wanted to fill the love, care, and affection that this child needs.
Roger knitted his brow on Tristan's way of looking at him, then Tristan half-kneel in front of him, making him almost step back as he warily peered at him. If Tristan will suddenly do something that would harm him he will just run, but it was the contrary. He pulled by him in, feeling the strange temperature engulfed his body. The warmth made him uncomfortable and scared, especially how it crept toward his heart, and tickling it. It was too strange that almost made Roger pushed away his uncle.
Roger clenched his fist so that he won't harm his uncle, but this warm feeling is too scary. "Uncle, let go." He spoke in a hoarse voice trying to control the fear that crawling in his heart, where Tristan gladly comply. He put in place the strands that hugged his forehead.
His uncle was acting weird that already freaking out the child. He didn't like this even a bit. It was too weird.
Tristan had no idea what transpired on Roger's mind, still smiled at him lovingly.