Eddsworld: Tord's Trials

Chapter 4

(WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A CRUDELY DRAWN PENIS)

[EDD'S POV]

I was at the dump now. I didn't know the first thing about inventing, but hey, like Tord once said, I'll just go for it.
I was putting the most useful looking parts in the backpack I had brought with me. I didn't care what, but anything could help at this point.
Once I'm done picking up parts, I head for home. My backpack was quite heavy now, but that's just proof we have something to work with.
As I head home, I see a mysterious figure who appeared to be searching for something. They then make eye contact with me.

…

Uh oh.

It's Tord.

And judging by the way he stopped to stare at me, then walked TORWARDS me, I was what he was looking for.
I freeze in panic, but I then get an idea. I can stall him by ditching this backpack and making a run for it. As I get this idea, I see him stare at me as he sliced his neck with his finger, signaling he was coming for me

Now or never.

I knew if I were to just stay still, he'd catch on the fact I was planning something. So I put on a fake worried face and began to walk backwards. Suddenly, he charged at me as I started walking faster away, now with my back facing him.
When the time was right, I swung my backpack, hitting him. He groaned in pain as I ditched him and the backpack.

I ran as fast as I could, knowing it was only a matter of time before he caught up. I climbed up a tree to scout places I could escape through.
Hey, a train!
I leap out of the tree and grasp onto the edge of the train. However, I couldn't get up since my upper body wasn't strong enough. Dammit, the train is taking off! If I don't die by train, I'll definitely die by Tord's hands.

…huh?

Someone's helping me up!

YES! I'm on the train!

Wait… who pulled me up?!

I look around myself until I catch a look at the other person at the top of the train.

…

HOLY SHIT.

"Who- what- how- HUH?!?!"

"Edd, calm down!"

Yeah, right.

How CAN I calm down?!

It's another goddamn Tord!!!

MEANWHILE…

[TORD'S POV]

I was driving on my way to the other side of London where my friends lived. Ugh, why did I ever leave?! My friends hate me because I left! I just wanted something new in my life. That doesn’t even make sense; new things happened to us all the time! I have no excuses. But neither do they.
They basically compared me to a TERRORIST. Leader of an army? Just because I enjoyed myself a lot in the army and left RIGHT after doesn’t mean shit! They sounded so confident in their accusation, too!
Well, at least I know for sure WHY I left now: if I let my violent tendencies get the better of me, I could’ve ended up hurting them.

Oh wait, I have.
Why the fuck am I like this?
I’m just… a mistake.
At least I’m one that could be fixed. Again, Edd wants to forgive me. And if I prove I still care for him and the others by partaking in another wacky adventure AND help them save the world at the same time, then we’ll be okay, right?

…

Edd probably didn’t mean that. Who would ever miss ME? A violence slut who’s only rich because people are so goddamn desperate to commission porn from me?!
No, Edd may be a bastard, but he still cared about us. He always led the way for us idiots, and I've taken a lot of inspiration from him.
I miss them.
…
Wait…
Could it be… 
No.
…
NO.
There’s no other explanation to it.
It HAD to be that guy on the news.
HE… hurt my friends.