WEGATH ( VegasPete )

Wegath

Vegas is out on another mission. To track and bust the rackets that illegally sell kids, perfect to work as slaves or to exploit or to be harassed by some sick psycho and to be later sold at a much higher price when they are of age.

What was a cop from an anti-drug unit doing on a mission to catch gangs selling kids? Vegas has been involving himself with these missions, despite all the scoldings from his superiors after getting complaints and notices from other departments he got himself involved with.

His superiors couldn't do much to stop him. Vegas was one of the best officers, his ways unique and his informants numerous, every mission from other departments he got himself involved with turned out to be a success, every other cop out there hated Vegas for his arrogant nature but Vegas was unbothered and unaffected.

Vegas never overlooked cases from his department, and he had one of the best track records. He only had one reason to go out of his way and poke his nose into other department's businesses, he only had one goal and it was to find his husband missing for 2 years. 

With success of every mission Vegas felt so close yet so far from the end, from finding the love of his life.

Today's mission was again successful, they caught a racket trafficking 46 kids aged one to five to sell illegally in Bangkok, all the kids were saved and unharmed now sitting in a corner, wailing and waiting for government trauma centers to pick them up and as another routine Vegas was getting glares from other cops, Vegas was basically a one man army wherever he went, so he decided to take a walk until everything gets wrapped up for the day.

It was almost crack of dawn, faint lights about to seep in from the east and the air was chilly. Vegas walked on the pathways smoking a cigarette to get some warmth inside his veins when someone passed a taunt directly at him "we know you just can't help poking your nose into our business but at least have some humanity and get rid of that bud, there are children behind you"

Vegas didn't realize that he reached the corner where all the kids were kept, he was too numb to even see them or hear their wailings.

He turned around to look at the kids, they were many and in bad condition, but Vegas was never a kids person to feel any sympathy or to feel sorry for them, and whatever feelings in any form he ever had toward other human being, all disappeared with the disappearance of his husband.

Now Vegas can see and hear the kids, there were kids as small as a year old who just entered this cruel world. some kids were already asleep, some were shivering, some sobbing, wailing, some were just sitting numb, maybe they had lost all the sense of pain and feelings too or accepted their destiny.

Vegas was about to retreat when he heard his own name, a very faint cry. he turned towards the sound and found nothing "am I overhearing things? I must be too tired" he was about to walk away when he heard again, it was his name "wegath" one little girl curled up on the ground almost half asleep and sobbing in her sleep repeating his name. 

Vegas almost froze as his numbness was back and when he recovered, he thought it must be just a coincidence, the kid must be just mumbling something in her sleep that sounded like his name.

With a heavy heart he left the site, he would take a short nap and get back to work again tracking drug dealers.

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its just a short fic i thought of writing as a one-shot but its already late night 😴so I will update it as chapters, do tell what you think about the story .....