I WAS TRASH

I WAS TRASH
Part 9's


"This kid is very much in line with my criteria" said a man who watched Alex in silence.


"Tch tch tch. I've been looking for you everywhere. Apparently you're here, buddy." A man with a burly body and a face so fiercely approached the man.


"Hey Julio. Long time no see" said the man.


Julio endured it and then sat down right next to him.


"Who is that young man? Looks handsome" Julio said.


"You remember my experiment? Yep. He is a suitable candidate to complete my next mission" the man said.


"Ohh it turns out to be just a pawn. Then, what attracted you to notice him like that?" Ask Julio.


"He was young, but his courage was great. He's cool. At that age, I was still learning how to shoot and attack enemies. But he's... He can already kill a man in one incision. Really cruel!" The man laughed with satisfaction at his efforts.


"Is that so great?" Julio asked in disbelief.


The man again showed Alex a sadistic scene.


*...*


On the other side...


Alex doesn't realize someone's watching him out there. He casually cleaned himself up in the River around the scene. Of course, at that time Alex did not leave any evidence of crime there other than the spare knife he brought to fool the authorities.


After he finished his activities, Alex left the place to return home.


"System, can't you give me a man and a gun?" Ask Alex.


"could. However, right now you don't have any points" replied the man in the system.


"Really annoying! All right, if so. I'll just go to dad's base" Alex muttered.


Alex took his bag away to the training base where he had been practicing shooting.


When you get there...


The atmosphere became so gripping. Not without cause, but since the departure of Russell, Louis and his colleagues so lost their spirit. The headquarters became increasingly unmanageable, although military training continued. In addition, they become more aggressive and irritable. All the children who attended the training became lazy to leave, but swiftly, they followed to their respective homes.


"Excuse me. Uncle Louis, Uncle Jack, are you guys inside?" Call Alex while checking the condition of the base.


No one answered his call. He walked deeper and deeper until he found the screams and moans of some people there.


"Uncle Louis, Uncle Jack, what's going on?" Alex asked in plain view.


"Young gentlemen?" The two men let go of the other two grandchildren of the Lachowicz residence and stood straight to Alex.


"Honor to the young master" they said.


"Don't be too shy. Just continue the training, but I'm asking you to clear the shooting field. I will train" Alex said firmly.


Louis and Jack look at each other until Aron appears to mediate them.


"Greetings Mr. Aron" they said, greeting Aron.


Aron nodded.


"Master. I'm allowed to ask" Louis said.


Aron turned his gaze to the man beside him.


"What's wrong with the young master? He doesn't usually take such initiatives" said Louis, who appeared confused.


"Yes. I also got the info from the other young masters." Louis seemed to shock his forehead, thinking about what had actually happened.


"How could that happen?" The look of confusion was flashed by Louis.


"I'm sure she won't be that stupid to drink her own tea. He must have made the difference between his and the young master, except..." Aron interrupted his words. It makes a thousand possibilities appear in the heads of Louis and Jack.


"Except what, sir?" Jack finally opened his voice.


"Someone had exchanged it and she drank unconsciously, "Aron replied straight to the point.


The three of them looked at each other. In that gaze, there was an implied doubt "maybe it was the young master who did it?" But they still want to deny it.


"Then, what if we see the young master practicing. Supposedly, now he's ready."


"All of you after this archery exercise. Shooting practice will be scheduled tomorrow" Louis said firmly.


"READY COMMANDER!" shout them all in unison.


*...*


Alex is ready for his position. He stood right in front of the target, leaning slightly and forming his body tilted about 40 degrees. He actually remembered everything that Uncle Louis taught him back then.


He put the gun handle on his shoulder with his barrel pointed at the target. There was a burning anger in his sharp eyes. Louis and the others were horrified to see him, but they still remained silent.


He started aiming at his target with domineering eyes. The grip of the weapon is so strong that it feels, forming the letter V on the non-dominant hand grip with the dominant hand that the index finger that leads to the trigger. While the other finger he put on the back of the trigger. He took a deep breath, took it out regularly and then, he pulled the trigger.


Dorrr....


This time, he was completely on target. However, it's not enough to get here. He changed the direction of his target towards several shots beside him.


Dor dor...


Three shots on target he fired. Aron and the others were astonished to see such an awesome Alex.


Plok plok...


The sound of applause came from the three. Alex carried his rifle on his shoulder, then removed his blindfold.


"Wow. Impressive! You're so amazing Alex," praised Louis.


Alex just nodded and smiled elegantly.


"If you may know, what does the young master want to do to practice shooting?" Ask Aron.


"Revealing the facts of Dad's death" Alex answered briefly, but with great emphasis.


"Young master already knows who did it?" Ask Louis.


Alex nodded. " yes. But, there's no hard evidence." Alex put down his weapon and sighed for a moment, "Huftt, uncle Louis, can uncle teach me to be a sniper?"


Louis was silent. He was confused as to what to answer. He could, but it would be a little dangerous to miss a little bit. After all, a sniper must understand the accuracy of everything. Starting from the wind pressure to the distance to be traveled.


"Please..." Alex rounded his eyes perfectly making Louis' heart unable to hold him back.


"All right," answered Louis.


"Alright uncle. Tomorrow after school, Alex will be here." Alex took off all his shooting gear and just walked away from there.


"The young master we used to know is much different from now, as if they were two people exchanging souls" Aron murmured, which Louis and Jack could still hear clearly. The two of them just nodded in agreement to Aron's words.