The Past

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"Really?" Tord snapped after Jon had told him about his past, present, and future. "I end up killing half my Army, Paul, and Edd?" Tord asked, arms crossed and leaning in the seat of the car. Jon nodded.

"Yes, Tord. But! You can fix it!"
Tord scoffed. "Yeah right! What, you're gonna show me the past, then another Ghost is gonna show me the present, which is literally here, and then another Ghost is finally going to show me the future? My current future?"

Jon shuddered and nodded. "That's the worse future I've seen yet...so much blood and pain down that path, Tord. Take my advice," he said, and grabbed Tord's hand. Tord tried to pull back, failed, and then said, "YOU BETTER LET ME GO RIGH-"

"Take my advice, and please, please don't take that path."
"Which one?" Tord asked, glaring.

Jon looked grave and sad. "This current one, Tord." And then they were gone from the car in a bright blue flash.
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Tord was floating, next to Jon, who said he could fly around if he pleased, just as long as he didn't go too far; besides, it was literally impossible.

Tord watched as his past self began to pack a blue (cyan, actually) suitcase with knives, clothes, guns, and other items (mostly weapons), and smiled maliciously. "Soon," he murmured, and put on a fake, sad face as he walked down the hall to the door, then outside.

"Hey!" Tord said. "I remember that! I was planning to kill those three...why did I change my mind...?" He muttered the last part to himself.

Jon nodded and said, "I remember too!"
"That's a bit creepy, Jon."
Jon just grinned, then pointed back at the scene in front of them. "Watch." He said, and Tord turned to his past self saying his goodbyes.

"Goodbye, old friends."
"IIIIIIIII'm not your friend." Tom said, making the "I" a lot longer than necessary. Tord shut the door to the trunk, which was full of mostly weapons, and nodded, getting into the car and smiling maliciously once again.

Once his past self was gone, Tord said, "So. How was that supposed to help me?" He snapped, somewhat glaring at Jon. Jon said nothing, and continued to watch. Tord now saw that Matt was confusingly bashing into the door, in an attempt to get into the house, and finally succeeded, while Edd sadly shook his head, and said, "Tord's...g-gone..." as he went inside, head down. Tord thought that he saw a few tears go down his face, but, if he did, Edd quickly wiped them off, smiled, and lead Matt inside, telling him who he was and walking him around the house, probably.
And Tom...well, he just stood there. Why...? Tord thought as he frowned at Tom, whose expression went soft for a few long moments. "See you around, commie," he muttered, and went inside, closing the door behind him.

Tord was dumbfounded. Jon just gave a small smile and said, "Does that help you, Tord? Now do you get it?"

Tord nodded, but, really he was just struck and surprised.

I guess Jehovah really does care about me,

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