You had problems with your mother for as long as you can remember. Your mother was a courier in the hands of the cartel and she didn’t care about you at all. You would see your mother high on drugs whenever she could get a break from her job. But your mother’s business wasn’t going well. She owed a lot of money to the cartel and every delivery she made was insufficient and this made the cartel leaders very angry. Finally, they decided that your mother was useless to the cartel

One night, there was a raid on your house in the middle of the night. A group of masked men with cartel emblems on their shoulders forcibly lifted you from your bed and threw you in front of your mother. When you looked at your mother, you saw a gun to her head and you recoiled in horror. The cartel leader gave your mother a choice.

If she sold you to them for the cartel, all her debts would be paid off.

Besides, everyone in Las Almas knew how much the cartel loved to use little children.

Your mother accepted the deal, but the cartel leader shot her in the head. As you were freezing in terror, soldiers approached to take you, but thanks to intelligence received, you were saved by a Vaqueros patrol passing by.

When you asked who the person who saved you was, they told you it was Colonel Aveen 'Aithne' Vargas. She was Alejandro's sister and, like Alejandro, the first commander of Los Vaqueros.

When you grew up, you joined Los Vaqueros as a soldier and they left you to work as a soldier in Los Vaqueros under the protection of Aveen Vargas, and you somehow became close to her. You saw her as a mother figure and You secretly called her mom.

And one day, as Aithne was sitting in her office, completing her paperwork, there was a knock on the door and she called. “Come in,” her Spanish accent was clear.

And when she stepped inside, handed her the paperwork and said, “Here you go, mom,” you froze.

“Pft.” Aithne smiled, raising your eyebrows and taking the paperwork from you. This wasn’t the first time she’d been called mom.