{N/A POV}
The next day had risen, Tom surprisingly not hungover. Somehow-I honestly don't even know. Yet...something else made his head ache, the need for revenge. The want for him.
A new confidence filed him today, he was determined to find the shack. And this time...there won't be any going back. There won't be anymore waiting. Just him. In his arms. Again.
"Tom?", Jacob asked watching him prepare.
"Yes.", he replied, his voice filed by anger and hatred.
"...the soldiers are ready.", Jacob said-a bit stern. You see the boy always admired how confident and stubborn Tom could act, he always and still looked up to him. He could feel it radiate off of him...Tom hasn't acted like that in a long time.
This made Jacob happier.
Tom looked back with a certain gleam in his voids, "Where's Charlotte?", he asked-trying to hide his excitement.
"She's in the hallway-", with that he was pushed aside, letting Tom see the curly haired girl.
"Charlotte.", he said his voice stern get light. She nodded and Jacob watched as the two walked off. He followed behind Jaylen soon joining. "Hey J-", he was cut off by a scoff from the girl.
"What?-", he questioned as she picked up the pace. "You've been ignoring me...", she said quite glum. Jacob scratches the back off his neck about to speak yet-he didn't have an excuse...or didn't know what to say.
He just said a quite, "Sorry...", then he quickened his pace standing by Thomas's side.
{Tords POV}
I woke up-well technically the sun rose. I hadn't been able to sleep, I felt happier...as if something was going on. I laid on my bed looking at the ceiling. What were these memories? Visions? I don't know what they are and I'm content with that.
But let's be honest that was a lie.
I groan sitting up quickly, a certain energy fueling me to be awake. I heard a knock at my door, my heart almost beating out of my chest.
I open it... "Hello-"
{Toms POV}
I walk down the halls, turning and twisting until I reach outside. A large amount of soldiers coming along, "So Charlotte, are you ready?", I glanced down at her.
She nodded slowly, determination spread all over her face. "Then, lead the way.", I watch as she takes lead and I follow close behind.
Had they been to my base before, or does she just assume this is the right way, I shrugged. Hours it feels like have passed-but it was always just minutes-minutes...I let out a heavy sigh as we reach the outside of the base.
Charlotte waits for my signal, I nod leading the troops with her by my side. Our steps were quiet yet quick, my heart beating faster by the second. This could all be a trick-a lie...ahem could be leading us into a fucking trap. I grunted stepping over a tree root. I could see Jacob at the corner of my eye, he was mainly talking to Jaylen but she gave no response.
I just sighed and continued onward, until we reached a small hut, clearly old yet somewhat stable. Vines growing up from the sides and the windows were foggy and clearly unkept. Now, I'm no expert in bases but this surely isn't one...
"Here we are!", the curly haired girl had said with excitement and a clear nervous tone.
I couldn't help but give a small laugh, "Your joking...", I said returning to my usual monotone voice. Charlotte rubbed the back of her neck, "It's underground-", she said still looking quite nervous.
I took notice, "Gine then. Everyone guns ready. Jacob, Jaylen, And Charlotte, your coming with me. Get a few other troops to, guns at the ready.", I said making her nod.
Her face showed a sight of regret, though that expected especially considering her circumstances. "Lead the way.", I said as a handful of troops followed us into the building. I stood in the back slowly loading my gun as I waited.
An elevator shot up making me step back a bit in surprise, "Blue...", Charlotte said with a smile rushing me into the metal box. All I could think about was Tord, is he safe? Did thy really erase his memory? Does he hate me? He did leave after all...but that phone call-
I stand in the back leaning against the wall, a wall of soldiers surrounding me while Jacob and Jaylen are in the front. The contraption shakes a bit before eventually descending. I sigh noticing how it stopped, "Showtime...", I merely whisper loading another bullet into my gun.
{NO ONES POV}
The doors open slowly causing the room to fall silent seeing new soldiers, well only for seconds as the sound of gunshots and screams echoed through almost every hall. This brought a smile to the twisted leaders face-a crooked one filled with vengeance.
They exit watching as it goes back up, knowing more would come down, Tom walks out looking for any sigh of breathing. Any at all. The small buffs of a person catches his attention for better or worse-the small male goes to grip onto his gun only for it to be kicked away.
He looks up seeing the man in a navy blue coat and a scarred face, his eyes basically voids. He makes a small gulp trying to catch his breath, he clenched onto his stomach in which the eyeless man quickly removed his hand.
A bullet had hit him in the stomach, twice leader of course was pleased at this as he took a seat down. Running foot steps filled the room along with gunshots. Maybe even a small and distant bomb, though it was most likely a small one. The wounded soldier had black hair along with crimson eyes, it interested Tom to say the least but that wasn't important right now.
Tom made a small 'hm' sound before using his finger to pierce the mans wound, he gave a small grunt as Thomas went slowly. The bullet driving further and further into the boys body. Finally, a scream of pain and agony left his mouth making Tom give a small smile.
"W-what do you want!-", the red eyed man asked trying to grab his stomach only for him to be stopped. "Where's Tord Lawson.", he said his voice stern and demanding.
The soldier scoffed, holding back groans of pain. "L-like is tell yo-", he was cut off by a bullet to the head.
The leader sighed standing up quickly wiping some blood off his face. "Then don't. Aw great-now I gotta wash another coat.", he said walking away from the corpse a bit pissed.
Meanwhile, Matt had been notified of these...intruders. The ginger yelled in rage, "DAMMIT!", he exclaimed smashing his fist onto the table. He groaned a bit hurting himself in the process, "How did they find us?", he growled sending the soldier to shivers.
"W-we don't know sir!", Matt let out a shaky breath, fear engulfing him. "Get all the soldiers ready to fight NOW!", he nearly screamed walking past the pathetic human briskly.
The small taps of his foot filled the empty hallway, distant gunshots and screams heard very faintly in the distance. He sighed walking to wards Tords room, he opened the door. He was immediately pulled in tossed onto the bed, only such force could be caused by-
"Tom-", he huffed our grabbing onto his chest merely for dramatic effect-and he was out of breath. "Where.", Tom began grabbing the gingers collar and lifting him up in the air, "Is.". Matt gasped a bit for air as he was then shoved onto the wall harshly might I add. "My Little Red.", his face was clearly full of anger blood splattered onto it.
"Man-must've been messy trying to find this room huh-", Matt said starting to claw at Toms robotic arm. He was then pulled away from the wall and shoved back onto it causing his vision to go a bit blurry for a minute or two.
"I asked you a question.", Tom stayed coldly. "I would love to pretend I didn't know-but I really don't-I actually came in here to save him from you-", Matt gave a small laugh in which Tom laughed as well. Matt slowly stopped as the leaders laugh grew louder and he sounded more crazy.
"You crazy bastard!-I'm saving him from you...", Tom said still having a small laugh. "Me?! You fucking disgust me! You know what you did to him-all that pain-", Matt felt the metal start to slowly climb up to his neck. He shivered at the cold and sudden touch of it, "You tortured him yet you have the balls to say I'm the monster! Have you seen his scars..? Or did you not know they existed? Maybe you just ignored them-", he gasped as Tom had his robotic hand wrapped tightly around the weak mans throat.
The leader remained silent as the other gasped harshly for air, he eventually dropped Matt watching as he rushed to obtain more oxygen.((wow-that doesn't sound memey at ALLL))
He gripped the back of the gingers head pulling him by the hair, "But Thanks to you...he won't remember.", And with one swift punch the man was either dead or unconscious. Hopefully, unconscious as Tom would prefer.
Yes, he hated Matt with all his cold and bitter heart (FoR nOw cOUgH-), but they were friends at some point in time. Possibly not to distant from now...he sighed walking out o the room. His pistol loaded and ready to fire.
"Jaylen!", he called out seeing her in the hallway. "Yes Blue?", she asked hugging a bit sweat trickling down her face. "He wasn't there...", Jay sighed wiping away the liquid.
"Well cr-", a loud gunshot could be heard from down the hall.
"Jaylen!"
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Well s h I t-I died huh? Yeah sorry about that-I hope you guys still know what this is at least-anyways, I gave you another cliffhanger because I'm so great! Anyways, bye broskis! See you in the next update!