My Love Is Conditional

Broken

It was late November, the blue leader, Tom hated this time. Why? One might ask, it is for one simple reason.Christmas was right around the corner, and his soldiers continue to ask for time off. With no doubt of course he always declined them,Tom found it amusing how they'd hope he was good somewhere inside. 

The blue leader was in his office reminiscing in hatred as he was doing so, a small poof  sound caught his attention. His metal door had been left open by another stupid soldier but it was perfect for a certain peeping Tom .The goggles the man wore was a dead give a way. Tord. Now to Tom , Tord wasn't a soldier but more of a play toy to please him. 

"Tord, my office now!" Tom beckoned leaning back in his chair.

A sense of tired alarm coursed through Tords body. "Yes sir."

Tord pushed open the door, looking anywhere else but The leaders cold black gaze.He possessed this cold stare in his voids, it sent shivers down everyone's spines ,a stare that was always playing with fates . Though avoiding his 'eyes' Tord couldn't help but draw attention to Toms sharp smirk.

"Did the mission go well?" The Leader taunted.

Tord kept in a hoarse growl,did he know how hard it was to kill specific people and a specific time in a place they might not even show? Probably not, but who knows he surprised us all with the army thing, he seemed so nice when they first met.

"Yes" Tord replied calmly. "Sir"

"Then why did it take so GOD DAMN long?" He banged his fist on the desk to emphasize his point. 

Shocked Tords visors glitched revealing a large crack in the screen."I-um got lost" 

Tom stood up, jacket waving slight. Anger burned through his empty voids. "Tell me Tord do you take me for an imbecile"

"No, Sir I do not"

"So what made you think you could lie to me, Larson?"

Tord dropped his head in shame, he himself had no idea why he lied to Blue Leader. Surely he'd be punished.

His voice boomed. "First of all you failed your mission which displeases me."

Tord felt him step closer, Tom was only an inch taller than him but it was his intimidating nature that scared him most.

"Second you lied to me, which breaches me trust..."

"Sir-I" Tord went to explained.

"Silence! And Last you broke the only visors I gave you.."

Tord didn't look at him until Tom made him. "Speak."

"I'm sorry, leader" Tord spoke softly.

"Ah, Sorry wont cut it" Tom laughed dryly. "Come, with me, we'll get this fixed."

Tom took a moment to glare, then proceeded out the door. He walked swiftly, acknowledging that Tord was stumbling behind. Tom took Tords wrist and led him to a room. The only reason he was doing this was because their were few who knew how to fix the visors. Tom took him to a dark room where without any warning started his work.

Pulling wires, playing with a blow torch, simple mechanics and if he did die, who would care? Not the leader, well not now any way. Tord is only a pawn to him, a mistake. Time passed a Tom finished.

"Done." The leader announced.

Digitally blinking a few times Tord thanked his leader.

"Larson, don't think a did this out of kindness, I did this a something that was necessary, because you are broken."

"Now freshen up and meet me in my office in 10" With that the leader walked off.