Rogue Company : Another day

00.1 - Chaac

Chaac is a fighter. His specialty lies in self-healing or boosting his health and speed.

Chaac grew up in Mexico amidst a gang that used children for various horrifying activities. At the age of 8, one day he returned home to find his mother missing. The small room they lived in was in disarray.

An armed man, wearing a bulletproof vest and a hood covering his face, sat on the floor with a 5.56 caliber in hand, instructing Chaac to follow him. The child stood frozen in front of his mother's lifeless body, legs apart and her torso exposed.

He was placed in a cellar with other youths. The living conditions were poor, with no proper sanitation, lots of dust, and rats. Chaac didn't speak to anyone and stayed in a corner of the small room. Soldiers occasionally visited them. Some would beat or assault them, while others ordered them to perform various actions like dancing or catching rats.

There was no fixed schedule for their visits. As there was no external light in the room, the children gradually lost their sense of time. At night, the children would wake up crying. If it wasn't due to an assault, it was because rats were nibbling at their ears.

Every day, they were taken to training rooms (attics, cellars, or abandoned buildings) for close combat training. Initially challenging for newcomers, their improvement led to training with knives or firearms.

Every two days, Chaac was taken to bars or houses very discreetly. At the entrance, men guarded the area wearing bulletproof vests and HRM-30KS. In these meeting places, there were many spectators surrounding an arena.

The house was an immense hall with a first floor featuring a balcony that overlooked the arena. The floor was made of oak parquet, with walls stained with blood.

The arena was fenced with 2-meter high barbed wire, specifically floored with concrete. Chaac and the children, behind the building in the cellar, had a path to reach the arena, passing through the audience. Soldiers with hoods, 5.56 calibers, and bulletproof vests allowed them to pass without trouble. Chaac followed a small, thin boy. The crowd cheered them on to "fight well". The leading soldier opened the rusty, slanted gate with a long, thick chain held by a large padlock. The two children positioned themselves at opposite ends of the arena, facing each other.

The spectators continued to shout. A faint beep was heard above the diminishing cries. The two children locked eyes, and Chaac immediately lunged at his opponent. The latter dodged his fist, tripped him, and kicked the boy on the ground in the stomach. Chaac assumed a protective position with his arms crossed over his head, eyes closed. The opponent leaned over him, but as he lowered himself, Chaac's legs extended, tripping him while landing a blow to his legs.

The adversary fell, and as he attempted to evade, Chaac rolled left, rose, and pounced on the fallen youth, punching his face. However, the boy blocked the attacks, shielding his head with his arms. Chaac hit his abdomen, the child screamed and tried to grab the aggressor's head. Chaac avoided the hands but after a struggle, managed to grab his head. He dug his nails into the shaved skull of his attacker, pushed him to the side, and rained down a flurry of punches.

Initially resisting, Chaac began to weaken. A man approached the fence and yelled for the boy to finish it. The fighter stopped and surveyed the damage he'd caused. Chaac had blood streaming from his open lips, red cheeks, a bleeding eyebrow, and an eye below bleeding with a black eye forming on the other.

A loud click echoed in the room above the diminishing screams. The boy got up, went to the other end of the arena, sat, hugged his knees to his chest, and began trembling violently.

Chaac passed out. A tall man in an orange hat, a closed floral shirt, and slim suit pants walked onto the balcony, observing the two children. Another man, with a 5.56 caliber on his back and a bright orange bulletproof vest, moved through the crowd. The spectators made way for him. He opened the cage door and picked up Chaac, but the boy didn't move. He slapped him, and the boy fell repeatedly under his blows. The minion then picked him up, carrying him like a sack of potatoes, and left the arena.

Chaac underwent numerous fights, refining his combat techniques. At the age of 10, he was forced to take drugs during a fight, becoming addicted. This addiction was a result of the adrenaline rushes used to resuscitate those who overdosed on drugs. He consumed them excessively until the age of 15 when he decided to leave the gang with other children, of whom he was the sole survivor.

He traveled through cities and the country, aiding passersby. The children quickly admired him as their liberator, as most were slaves in secret organizations. Gradually, he established an organization with others (mostly teenagers) to help citizens in need, especially children or families threatened by their oppressors.

Chaac primarily operated in risky missions like extractions or combat. During one mission, he fell into an ambush and fought numerous enemies alone. He took an adrenaline shot but was still knocked out. He had a funeral, but he woke up in the grave.

He then delivered numerous punches to the wooden ceiling. His knuckles bled, his wounds reopening one by one. Deep gashes on his stomach and legs also reopened, splattering blood on the wooden walls. He managed to escape the grave, digging through the soil with his bleeding fingers and fingertips mingling with the earth, as did his open wounds.

He crawled out of the cemetery at night, leaving a trail of blood from his stab wounds on his legs and bullet wounds on his abdomen.