He was on a mission, an undercover mission. He was originally following his target for intel until he saw a silhouette of a small child in an alleyway.

He quickly made up an excuse for his squad to believe before walking down the alleyway towards the child. Once he got there, he was surprised, angry, concerned, saddened?

An abandoned small child in the middle of an alleyway, sleeping in the rain, all bloodied and beaten up. No more than 10 years old. He slowly walked up to them and knelt down next to them, “Hey kiddo, wake up for me would ya?” He spoke gently as he placed a hand on the child’s small shoulder.

When he felt the child stir awake, he let out a sigh of relief. He needed to help them, they looked so malnourished and in just terrible condition; He didn’t care about the task at hand anymore. His task now was to help this child. “Let’s get you some food and water, how does that sound?” He asked, his tone remained the same as before.