Kingsman Return

Interrogation

Arran was not overly worried. One reason was that he possessed something that they wanted and another being that he was currently a mystery to them, and everyone like to solve a good mystery.

It did not take long for someone to come for him.

Three days after he woke up, he received a visit from a bespectacled man in a tight-fitting tracksuit that looked so clean that It gave an impression that he always took a lot of time to make sure to remove the creases on his clothes. His eyes were also sharp, so much so that Arran felt that he wore those glasses not because he had a problem with his eyes, but because it was to prevent people from being intimidated by his intense gaze.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time while trying to see who would break eye contact first.

Arran was feeling a lot of pressure from their minor contest and he felt like at any time now the man was going to remove his glasses, and as for whatever was going to happen after that, he did not want to find out because it would not be pleasant.

Hurriedly breaking eye contact, Arran coughed awkwardly.

He was a little pissed because he had entered a disadvantage from the very start and stealing a glimpse at the man, he found out that there was not even a change in expression from him and it further served to frustrate him more.

After that brief episode, the man finally spoke.

"I hear you are able to understand our language?"

On the side, he asked, "are there any problems with him?"

The lead doctor hurried to reply by shaking his head to signal a negative.

Seeing his reply, the spectacled man's frown grew more prominent and he asked in a low tone of voice.

"If that is the case, then why is he still in the amniotic fluid?"

Trembling a little from the invisible pressure that the man exuded, the lead doctor scrambled franticly to remove Arran from the bubble he had been in till now.

On the side, Arran was watching all this as he felt amused for some reason.

It could have been because of seeing all the staff who had been attending to him without so much as a verbal interaction between them, jumping about like monkeys on a stick.

But Arran had to admit that the man was very strict with probably everyone he came in contact with. The more amusing thing was that he looked very young. On earth, he could still be considered a fresh college graduate.

Finally, Arran was lowered from the air and was place on a bed that was raised from the floor.

After been suspended in liquid for the better part of his time here Arran was finally glad for a solid surface right now but he did not have the time to enjoy himself before he felt the gaze of the man return to him.

He started by saying, "my name is Rommel and you will call me commander. Am I clear?"

Finding it to his immediate wellbeing for him to agree with this fellow, Arran solemnly nodded. Seeing this Rommel continued.

"First, you will introduce yourself with a rough introduction of your life in the lower realms and how you came to be with the bracer on your arm."

Thinking for a moment Arran decided to be as honest as possible, "my name is Arran. And I'm 19 years old this year. My life is complicated and it would take a while to explain everything to you."

After a short pause, he continued, "as for this thing on my arm, it is an heirloom that my parents passed on to me."

"And your parents? Where are they?"

Arran answered, "they have been missing for two years now."

Without any change in expression, Rommel continued, "so you are saying that it has been with you for two years now? But why has it not shown any reaction all this time and why is it only now that it did?" "what changed that made it to do so now?"

Firing off question after question, Rommel did not give Arran any time to respond until he was finished. Arran finally had time to respond to his questions.

"You're wrong."

Seeing Rommel frowning, he continued.

"It's was not until the day the incident happened that I had just received it. Before that, it had always been in the custody of the police who were using it to locate my parents."

Rommel started nodding as he was contemplating.

Not giving him any time to ask any more questions and Arran instead said,

"let's be honest here, all this you should have already known. I refuse that with all the power you all have displayed so far; you would not have found out about all this. If not it would have been a waste to wait all this while before questioning me, am I right?"

Rommel looked at Arran for a while before he suddenly smiled. Even his smile was very strict since his mouth was only stretched to a thin line. He said.

"You are right about that. Our people have already done everything they can to uncover everything about your life on earth. I'm just here to confirm somethings."

"Now I've pretty much confirmed a conjecture of mine but don't get the wrong idea, I'm the one asking the questions here. You just have to answer me. Do I make myself clear?"

Arran nodded. So Rommel continued.

"Here's what I find confusing the most. It's the fact that no matter what we did, we could not discover any traces of you or your parents before you settled down in your current location 3 years ago."

"It's like you did not even exist before that time and just suddenly appeared out of thin air." "if it not for the little snippets of information we got from the people you had interacted with, we would have suspected that you are not original indigenous natives of your planet, though that is not completely out of consideration since there are no family chronological records of you all anywhere on earth."

"The fact that you know our racial language is proof that your origins are dubious at best."

Listening to Rommel, Arran could not help being impressed by the ability of these people.

What he just said could be said to be a demonstration of their abilities, and it only took them a short time to find out all that they had. Arran knew very well that there was no true record of his family that existed on earth and if it were not for the people with whom they had personal contact, it would be like they never existed at all. Though it was very difficult to erase one's existence from the memories of others.

Arran kept quiet.

Seeing as Arran was not saying anything, Rommel continued.

"Now all that is not very important because if our suspicions turn out to be correct, it would only be a good thing for yourself and our people."

"The most important thing is the thing on your arm."

Arran took a look at his arm and asked Rommel a question after looking back up. "it seems you know what this is and want it very much. So I'm confused, why have you all not taken it after all this time?"

Rommel's expression finally changed and he sighed and said, "it's because no matter in what way we tried, it just won't come off you and there Is nothing that can be done about it."

"Oh."

When Arran heard this he paused before he immediately reached for his arm and pulled the bracer off as easily as it took to remove a piece of cloth. Then he stretched it towards Rommel and said,

"Take it."

Rommel was very shocked and he stared at Arran very intensely before asking, "what is the meaning of this?"

Arran simply replied, "it's for you. Take it."

Rommel was truly surprised this time and his face showed the most amount of changes that Arran had seen on him in a very short while.

Rommel finally got himself together and took the bracer from Arran. Looking at him some more to make sure that this was not a trick that he was playing, he was finally relieved when he did not find anything out of place.

Still, he was very confused and asked Arran, "why are you doing this. Are you not afraid that we will get rid of you since you do not have any value now?"

Arran said. "As much as I don't want to do this, I have no other choice. Even if you say that you did not have any way to separate it from do be, I do not believe it. The only reason you have not used this method Is probably that you'll have to pay a price to do so."

"I don't know what this method is but I do know that things would not end well for me if you do so."

"Either way you said it yourself didn't you, I still have some value even if the chances of that are slim, so there is really no loss for me in this."

Rommel thought for a minute before asking.

"I see, do you really have so much faith in us for you to do this?"

Arran answered, "I naturally don't trust you all."

"Then why did you do this?" Rommel pressed.

"That's because I trust my parents," Arran answered.

"My parents would never toss me into a hopeless situation!!"

Rommel looked at Arran carefully before turning around and leaving the ward. As he left his voice traveled to Arran saying.

"I hope that your trust is not misplaced."

After that, he was gone from the ward leaving Arran inside.