Tom's P.O.V
Tord covered my mouth with a cloth and grinned. Not a friendly one either. A sinister, twisted grin. I only got a glance of the knife in his right hand. Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through my eye. I screamed, but no one could hear me. My right eye was now gushing blood. Soon my vision started to blur. Then everything went black.
Tord's P.O.V
Thomas blacked out. Good. Makes my job easier. My robotic hand was already covered in blood. Jesus, he's bleeding a lot. I needed to quickly gouge out his left eye now. Once that was done, I placed a visor on his face. The visor uses neurotechnology to send signals to the brain of what the micro cameras on the front are picking up. It also can detect emotions and display them. My arm was built in a similar matter. If I weren't wearing my hoodie or blue overcoat, then you could see wires snaking up my neck burrowing away in my hair. I put my finger against my ear piece and spoke, "Pau, I need you and Pat to take Thomas to the infirmary so his eyes don't get infected."
Silence filled the room for a moment before a response came back.
"Right away, sir".
The room fell silent once more.
Pau's P.O.V
Red Leader asked me and Pat to take a fucking prisoner to the infirmary. We were just hanging out, DOING OUR JOBS like we were supposed to. I don't understand him sometimes. Once we dropped Tom off, we went back to our room. Most soldiers shared a room here.
"Hey, Pat?"
"Hm?"
He turned to face me. I didn't even think. I leaned in and kissed him. Realizing what I was doing I pulled away, flustered.
"Sorry! I wasn't thinking!"
My face was bright red.
"I love you Pau."
"I-I love you too Pat."
"Does this mean...."
"We're a couple now?"
