We're Screwed

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No One's P.O.V

Tord arrived at his office and found Tom waiting inside.

"Hey Tommy."

"What the fuck do you want?"

Don't talk to me like that Thomas." Tord's voice started getting stern and laced with venom. That's what scared Tom the most about him. Tord could go from seductive to an asshole really fast, making him unpredictable. It was like he was bipolar or something.

Tord presented Tom with Edd's finger and Matt's eye. His eyes went pure white with a black ring around them. Tord loved that look of fear on Tom's face. He chuckled.

"Wh...What did you do to THEM!?"

The two stared at each other for long minutes before anyone broke the silence. Tord walked behind his desk and pulled out a red gun. It reminded Tom of one of those toy guns from an arcade, but he knew what it actually was.

"At last. I will be complete again."

Those nostalgic words rang through the room. Tom was confused for a moment before it dawned on him. It was too late though. The gun was pointed at him. Tord pulled the trigger. An unconscious body hit the floor. Tord dragged Tom's body into a side room, then summoned Pau and Pat to get the other two.

" One down. Two to go." Tord said to himself, waiting for the others to arrive.

"Here you go, sir."

"Shut the door on your way out, please."

When they were left alone, Edd was the first one to speak.

"What do you want, now?"

"Edd, I don't think you should talk to me like that."

Tord casually picked up the memory eraser gun off his solid oak desk, and proceeded to examine it. Only minutes ago, Tom stood exactly where Edd was now. Tord looked Edd up and down. Then aimed and fired. Edd collapsed.

"E..Edd?"

Not even a second later, Matt was on the ground.

Edd's P.O.V

He did it. He actually wiped their memories. Tord had shot at me but barely missed. Instead he hit Matt's shoulder. I had to fake it though. Matt wasn't as lucky as me. That's the second time his memories got erased. No one even knows we're here. Fuck.

Patryck's P.O.V

Paul's been stressed. Like really stressed. Red Leader has been ignoring Blue Army's attacks. Paul thinks we're going to go to war.

"Paul, he'll return to his job once he's done. Calm down."

"Yeah. When the hell will that be? He's been busy with them for about a week."

I didn't know how to respond. I knew he was right though.

"What if we end up in a war? What if one of us ends up fighting? What if you die? What would I do?"

"Tord's not that cruel to sent his right hand men to war unless we want to, ok? Calm down, Babe."

I looked at him. HIs face says 'I don't know'

"He's been acting strange, Pat. Ever since he got ahold of Thomas. You know?"

"Yeah."

I leaned down and kissed him. His face almost instantly turning as red as his turtleneck. He backed up, clearly sizing me up like he was going to fight me.

"How's your brother?"

Pay, my only brother. He's still in Poland, where our parents are. He still cares for them. I lost touch with them once I joined the army.

"I haven't spoken with him for over a year Paul, you know that."

"Does he know you're gay?"

"No. I've never had the balls to tell anyone."

Out of no where, Paul pulled out my old phone.

"It still has his number on here. We should see if we can call him. You left about 4 years ago, mysteriously. You should surprise him, y'know?"

I was starting to get nervous. "What if he has a different number?"

"Too late. Let's go."

Paul proceeded to drag me into the plane hangar.

The phone started ringing. Pay was calling me. Why? Before he hung up, I answered.

"P...Patryck?"

He was crying.

"H..hey bro.."

"WHERE ARE YOU!?! IT'S BEEN FOUR FUCKING YEARS! YOU DISAPPEARED WITHOUT A TRACE!!"

"Calm down, Pay. I'm in Norway. Don't ask why. I can't say. Mabey I can see if I can come visit you guys?"

"Yeah. Sure. Mom and dad are worried. When do you think you'll be over here?"

"Depends on how my boss acts right now y'know?"

Paul nudged me. Telling me to hurry up.

"Pay, tell mom and dad I love them. I need to go. Love you."

"Will do. Love you too bro..."

With that, the call ended.

"So...What now?"

"We're going to Poland. I need to see them. You're coming with me. You don't have a choice."

"I was hoping you would say that. There is a base really close to your home town. Get in the plane."

"Are we just going to steal the plane? Red Leader will kill us."

"Family is more important. Start the engines."

We left. In a plane. God I hope I don't crash this one.

What will Pay think when he sees me?

He hasn't seen me in my uniform before. I was just thinking of everything that could go wrong.

"Keep yourself focused, Pat. You can do this. Just gotta get to Poland. That's it."

I never really succeeded in flying a plane. I hope we get there alive.

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