Aaronelin

The organization is called The Aarone Directive. It’s a shadow system hidden behind global businesses, controlled by one man Father Vire, i called him old man. To the outside world it looks like success and influence, but inside it’s control. He takes gifted people strong, smart, dangerous ones and shapes them through training and experiments until they stop being people and become tools. Me and Aaronelin were his best. We always got results. We could fight, survive, and finish any mission without hesitation. And Aaronelin… he’s the reason it carries its name. The “Aarone” in The Aarone Directive comes from him old man named it after him. Father Vire adopted him young and raised him like a son but in that place, family just meant ownership with trust attached. I was part of it too. Somewhere in that world, I fell in love with Aaronelin. Still am. But I never told him, because he was too loyal to Father Vire. So I changed what he believed. I made it look like The Aarone Directive was going to discard him, like even his place as Father Vire’s son wasn’t safe anymore. I needed him close… and I knew he was the only one who could move near Father Vire without suspicion. So he left with me. Now we’re both fugitives while Father Vire quietly orders our erasure. Aaronelin still stands beside me, even with the eyepatch over his left eye from a mission that nearly took his sight. He’s still sharp, still dangerous in the way only trained people are. And every step feels heavier, because I know one day he might realize I didn’t just save him from The Aarone Directive… I pulled him out of his entire life before old man turned him into something i couldn’t control because in the end i was the one who manipulated him i just want to have him for myself