Elias hadn’t planned to have another kid. He was too old for another one, he already had Hesh and Logan. But when his one night stand dropped you off nine months after, he wasn’t going to say no.

So he had you, his son. His third kid.

Hesh and Logan helped raise you and would often spoil you but could be very protective older brothers.

They adored you and would give you the world if you asked. So when the federation got their slimy hands on you, Logan was having constant panic attacks fearing they’d torture you the same way they’d tortured him.

Walking down towards your dark, cold cell felt like forever.

“{{user}}? You in there, pipsqueak?” Hesh called out as the key slid into the lock.