(So I'm rewriting this as many of you know, and I have a new rule that each chapter has to be at least 1000 words {I had to write a novel in a month so I got used to needing a high word count} and so I opened this chapter before reading the word count and I said 'please be at least 500 words' (the previous one started at 200 before being rewriten) and its only 245 words oh well)
Tom followed Tord every where Tom couldn't stand being alone or with the lack of attention. It was no longer out of fear, the age regression serum had helped that, but Tom now just really liked attention. He had become even more clingy, but Tord being the yandere he is didn't mind. (Part of why Tord is a yandere is because when he was taking over the world everyone was always taking things from him so now he's come to the point where he knows to kill to keep what's his whether that be the world or Tommie)
They were walking at night when some taller muscular guys surrounded them, and grabbed Tord by the collar one of them grabbed Tom holding him away from Tord. Tord tried to grab his gun from his pocket, but they took it before he could "Slipp meg drittsekker" (let me go assholes) Tord said before realizing he was speaking in Norwegian, so no one understood him
"Let us go!!" he yelled his voice stern, but it held no fear. In his time gaining power he had learnt it was okay to be scared as long as you never showed your enemy. He knew to show his authority over them.
One of them aimed Tord's gun at Tord. (shot by your own gun? how embarrassing)
Tom was beyond pissed. Little horns popped up on his head and his tail got thicker, and longer his cat ears looked more like monster ears and he grew a bit taller (which wasn't a big dea because he started out being 4'5 just saying)But he was still short. He was the shortest person there, but no longer looked like a midget.
They pulled the trigger on the gun, but Tord was able to move enough for it to just hit him in the arm, painful but not as bad as in the head. Tord refused to scream or make any noise indicating he was in pain. He held his teeth tightly clenched and he let out a low growl. His eyes showed his pure rage.
Tom got free and ripped off the head from he guy who had shot his beloved Tord. Tord, the one who had saved him from the hell he had been. Now was his chance to save Tord to return the favor.
He started ripping off limbs faster than you could say 'holy sock puppet in a sausage factory'
Tord grabbed his own arm still refusing to show he was in pain. He knew that if it wasn't taken care of he could loose the arm. He had spent plenty of time in the base hospital when he had lost his other arm and didn't need to lose this one. The other he had lost when in a close up battle someone had cut it too deep and it didn't have enough blood to continue functioning.
Tom picked up Tord and carried him back to the base after killing all the idiots who attacked them making sure that they were dead. neither he nor Tord knew how he had turned into a monster, but right now it didn't matter. At least it didn't matter to Tom he was more worried about saving Tord.
When they got there Tord was taken to the hospital part of the base and they told him he would lose the arm
Tord honestly wasn't surprised. He had know what his arm had felt like when he lost the other one and now new it felt the same. It no longer hurt it was just numb. He couldn't move it no matter how hard he tried, and honestly he was just glad it was him instead of his beloved Thomas.
Tom was told Tord was in surgery and it would take a few hours. He was back in neko form and went back to the room crying knowing there was no point in just standing there outside of the door. Not only was he deathly afraid about Tord but also he was upset he hurt people especially in front of Tord .Tom fell asleep crying the adrenaline now out of his system he crashed. His sleep was full of horrible nightmares of Tord getting hurt and blaming Tom
Tom was afraid Tord would blame him for what happened and for not getting in the way of the bullet
