Eddsworld Stuff

Injection

(based on a theory of why tom is able to change into a monster, and why he hates Turd so much)

"Hold still," Tord whispered soothingly, stroking the black-eyed male beneath him, tied to a chair bolted into the ground. "I promise it won't hurt...

Much, that is."

Tord held up the large needle, pointing it at the blue-themed, nervous "friend" of his.

"Oh, don't look so scared, Tom," Tord purred. "You're only being made stronger." Tom shook his head aggressively, mumbling incoherently through the binds over his mouth.

Inside of the threateningly large syringe was a toxin, created to amplify every aspect of the human body, as if creating a super soldier of sorts. The downside was, the outcome would most likely look very inhuman, and be out of the users hands, though they'd know what was happening.

Tom, however, was a special case; as he was possessed, he'd probably cause a new reaction. The Red Leader simply wanted to know what exactly would happen if he did get injected. So, he took the easy route, forced him into his lab/room, and strapped him down.

Tom was not very excited about this. He fought from when Tord originally grabbed him to when he was being tied down to the cold steel. Tord smiled at him, feeling somewhat sympathetic. He'd always kinda enjoyed Tom, but whatever he had to do for research would be done.

Tord gently kissed the top of Tom's forehead, smiling against it as he felt Tom jolt in discomfort. While the blue clad male was distracted, Tord sunk the needle into his right arm, quickly injecting the solution and pulling it out.

Even through the tape, Tom's scream was blood-curling.

Tord had to cover his ears, hating the sound of pain coming from his friend. For science, damn it, he reminded himself, quickly bandaging the other up and untying him.

The moment Tom was free, he slapped Tord straight into the wall.

"Ask for my consent before you stick anything in me, let alone a probably deadly toxin," he hissed, rubbing his arm.

Tord chuckled dryly. "Alright," he laughed, giving Tom a thumbs up.

Tom then started screaming again.

Tord held his hands over his ears as Tom's form shifted and mutated, distorting itself to and fro.

Not long after, a large, purple-grey monster stood before him. It looked around in confusion. "WhAt, HaAPPEned?" it gurgled,through saliva. "Ew," Tord muttered, though he couldn't wipe the smile off of his face.

It worked! He was still conscious, and he'd become the super soldier Tord needed for the army. Truly a perfect specimen.

"Alright, Tom, i need you to-"

Tom screeched in fury, grabbing his head as his tail lashed around behind him. "AGHHHhhhHAAAAAAaaAAGHH"The monster screeched, running its claws across the wall and slamming its head into the floor. "Tom! Calm down!" Tord screamed, running over to try to calm him.

Tom pushed Tord away, falling to his knees and grabbing onto his horns as if they were the only thing that wasn't spinning.

Tord hissed, holding the fresh bruise on his arm as he grabbed a tranquilizer and charged towards the strange.. thing before him.

He sunk the dart into Tom, bringing forth another distorted scream as his form de-mutated. Eventually, Tom was laying in front of him, twitching and sputtering. "Its okay," Tord whispered, cautiously reaching down to touch Tom's forehead. "It's over..."

He was so close. Stupid Tom. Why did he have to lose control so easily? If it was Edd or himself, or even Matt, he was sure they'd be able to handle it just fine. But no, Tom had to be possessed, Tom had to be decent weight to handle the serum, Tom had to be somewhat in shape, Tom had to be physically perfect for the situation. Damn his weak mind.

Tom finally stopped twitching, and his eyes slowly shut as the last words he could mutter before he passed out escaped his lips.

"I hate you.."