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     it was just another day in the red army. Young boys were laying around, trying not to get caught slacking. Paul and Patryk were somewhere together, waiting for their leader to call them. As for Tord? Well, today was anything BUT normal.

      He had finally done it. He successfully located and captured Tom. Three years had passed since that fateful day. The day when everyone lost their lives. Matt and Edd were crushed when they realized Tord was never their friend. Their house was destroyed, along with the neighbors. Speaking of neighbors, Jon lost his life, but most people simply overlook that fact. Tom simply continued on, nothing seemed to change for him.... well..... other than the nightmares that is.... they got worse.

      And Tord? He went back to the red army.... after several months of pain and surgeries. Eventually his arm was replaced with the robot arm we all know and love. He wears an eye patch to cover his blind and scarred eye, but really, it made him more threatening. But that's only the physical changes.

      Tord was never really "stable," but the accident changed everything. He no longer cared about his goal of taking over the world... the only thing he cared about..... was Tom.

      Tom....... the man who caused Tord so much pain. It was his fault.... ALL his fault.... EVERYTHING was! It was Tom's fault Tord only had one arm and one eye. It was Tom's fault that Tord's mental condition took a turn for the worst. It was Tom's fault that Tord's soldiers were questioning him. everything was because of TOM!

      With this in mind, Tord stomped across the warehouse that was the current red army base, disturbing several groups of resting boys. As he rushed past they stood up and saluted, but Tord simply ignored them. He was focused on one thing and nothing would distract him.

      In the back of the base there was a set of stairs leading down to the prison (It was actually the basement with some rooms and bars, but we can just overlook that fact). Tord now stood at the top looking down into the darkness. He trembled with excitement. He had been waiting for so long...... too long.... for this moment.

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