aren't we friends?

ch. 2 - corruption

A.N: i apologize for not getting this chapter out sooner, writer's block :/

small warning - needles
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it took a while for edd to open his eyes again. once he did, he immediately realized he was in a completely different place. even with his blurred vision and splitting headache, he knew almost exactly where he was.

cracked decaying walls surrounded him, dirty cracked floors beneath him. in front of him were bars, long thick metal bars that prevented any sort of escape. he attempted to move, only to realize his hands were cuffed tightly and chained to the wall behind him. he attempted to yank at them, but to no avail. after all, such a weak and battered man certainly couldn't break through chains.

edd sat on knees, letting his head hang low with a sigh. he didn't think he'd ever let things come to this. he never saw himself being here, never even imagining seeing his face again. he never even wanted to see him again. after what he's done, he never wanted to even glance at him.

he hated him, he despised him with his every being. but he couldn't help but remember how things used to be. before all of this. he couldn't help but remember all of them; himself, tom, matt, and even tord. and how much fun they had together going on all of those stupid adventures. how close they were to each other. how much they meant to him then. he remembered how excited he was to have tord back, to make more memories with him and have him be part of the group again. how well that worked out for him. one minute he was welcoming tord back with a smile, the next? he was witnessing tord destroy everything he cared about. everything he had loved. gone just like that. all thanks to him.

and who knew where tom and matt were now. he hadn't seen them since this whole ordeal started around seven months ago. they got separated during tords take over and edd never saw them again. he had assumed the worse many times, thinking they were killed. but there was still an ounce of him that told him they were still out there, somewhere.

but even if they were, would they even want to see him? technically this was all his fault. he let tord come back, he welcomed him with open arms and got their house blown up and their neighbor killed, tom almost killed thanks to that stupid robot. would they be angry? resent him like he does with tord? blame him for everything that's happened? honestly, he felt as if he deserved it. ever since the robot incident, he couldn't help but blame himself for it all. after all, he was the one who let tord come back into their lives, ignoring any warning from tom or matt. he was just happy to have his friend back. is that so bad? is it so bad to have wanted things to go back to how they were? to wanted all of his friends together again?

"reminiscing, old friend?" tords voice came from above him. he lifted his head to see tord standing over him on the other side of the bars, his arms folded behind his back and his gray eyes glaring down at the other. he wasn't smiling, but a smirk tugged at his lips.

"why are you keeping me here?" edd spat, "why don't you just kill me?"

"well because that wouldn't be very productive," tord said simply, crouching down to edds level now not even trying to hide that god damn smirk on his face.

"i need you for something special." he grinned. "after all, leaving you here to die wouldn't make me a very good host, would it?"

he stood up, snapping his fingers leading to two soldiers coming to his sides. one opened the cell, both of them grabbing edd by the arms and taking him out. edd tried fighting against them, but his weak body wasn't any match for two soldiers.

"don't fight, edd." tord spoke his voice having a sharp edge to it now. "this is for your own good. and for mine as well." he smiled, beginning to walk down a hall.