Commandant and his Constructs [PGR]

Chapter 41

"Hey! We've got a problem!"

"..."

"President Hassen!"

"I heard the signal as well. All of us have."

"Then why are you so calm!?" Celica asked the man who looked at the screen that was blaring red. "What the hell happened!? Why did he send out an emergency signal!?"

"He's not answering his phone either." Nikola said with his usual stern expression. He crossed his arms with slight waryness. "Whatever the case is, whatever is happening isn't good... The Commandant is moving at an alarming rate around the surface."

Hassen remains quiet as he looks at the red dot that is moving away from the entire area that Gray Raven and Nanami were supposed to remain and defend until the injured are treated enough to put into the vehicles and drive away from there. But then the red tide increased out of nowhere.

"Call Lucia, Lee, Liv, and Nanami immediately."

"President Hassen?"

"We don't know what happened. However, the Commandant may have been kidnapped—"

"The signal just stopped moving." Nikola said while staring at the screen. "The real question is if his phone was removed or is the Commandant no longer moving?"

"Let's hope it's the second option..." Celica frowned as she began calling the requested four Constructs that Hassen told her to contact.

Hassen closed his eyes as he had steeled himself from whatever worry, anger, and crazy emotions Gray Raven (and Nanami) were about to hit him with.

From outside the command center, a single woman rests her back against the wall as she listens to what has the members of the Babylonia Council in a ruckus.

She had an unreadable expression as she listened on. A frown was on her face as a mission gone wrong had taken place and the Commandant was supposedly "kidnapped". Something like this must be extreme if even the Commandant sent out an emergency signal.

She stopped leaning against the wall and walked away.

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What situation am I in? That was the Commandant's first thought as soon as he woke up. He winced as he felt a headache immediately. My head hurts... Just what he needed as soon as he woke up. He would open his eyes but even then he feels extremely worn out. His face scrunched up as he felt a hand creep up on his chest and stopped directly where his heart was.

Wait...! Shit... His wariness increased as he finally recalled what happened before he blacked out. His eyes open despite his fatigue and he was met with a...terrifying...sight?

The twins stared at him albeit with blank expressions that held no malice.

His back was resting...on a tree. His surroundings show that he's still around the wilderness. However, who knows how far they've taken him? The real question is why?

More importantly, why haven't they killed me? What's their goal here—

*Squeak*

"..." The Commandant blinked as he heard a squeak. He turned his head towards the male twin who... "..."

*Squeak*

The male twin didn't say anything as in his hands was a Commandant plush that he squeezed a bit which caused it to squeak.

The Commandant stared in silence as he looked at the twins who didn't show any hostility towards him. The female twin got close to him as she inspected him for any injuries instead of harming him. His heart which was once beating rapidly out of panic calmed down as he began analyzing his situation and the twins in general...