Time Bound (TomTord Fanfic)

-:\FIFTEEN/:-

"What brings the two of you back here? I thought I made my point clear." The Red Leader says, "It's almost like you want to be killed."

"You can't kill him, Tord." Tom says to him, "And I don't care about what you may or may not say. I'm stopping you right where you are!"

The Red Leader laughs at this, "You and what army? My younger self isn't very helpful if you're depending on him to save your ass."

"I won't need to!" Tom growls, running at him and smacking his gun so it ended up far behind them as he toppled him to the ground.

As the Red Leader was trying to shove him off, Tom kept trying to hit and scratch him. As long as Tord had known Tom in his present, he'd never seen Tom this angry. It was kind of scary that he was fighting his future self, too.

"Get off!" Tord demands as he manages to kick Tom's stomach and throw him off him long enough to stand back up, "That was pathetic!" He then says as he catches Tom's fists before he tries to do that again.

There was a loud clank, and Tom had fallen backwards, dazed from being hit with the robotic arm. "Hey!" Tord shouts, not knowing what the hell to do.

The Red Leader looks at him, "What are you going to do about this, exactly? You'd literally be fighting yourself!"

Tom punches the injured half of his face, nearly falling over from being dizzy still while the Red Leader stumbled back, hissing while holding his face, "Holy shit! You fucking snake!"

Tord stands there in bewilderment. He wanted to help Tom, but how could either of them not lose when there was a mechanical fist that could beat them both to a pulp?

The Red Leader had gotten Tom in a choke hold, now laughing the whole time as Tom uselessly clawed at his robotic arm. Instead of being useless, Tord ran over to them and forcibly pulled the Red Leader backwards and away from Tom, "Stop it, you bastard!" Tord screams at his future self before being clocked in the face and shoved backwards until he fell.

Huh, guess he really didn't help much like the Red Leader had already said.

-

Tom was at Tord's house right now. It seemed like everyone hated him now despite there not being a proving factor that he kidnapped or killed Tord. Pat and Pau both believed he didn't though, so he spent a lot of time with the two now.

They were in Tord's room; Tom was lying on the cold bed, Tord's scent barely there anymore, while Pau was sitting next to him, and Pat looking out the window.

"You know when they get tired of this case, they'll just pin me as a murderer whether I am or not." Tom says.

"They can't do that; it's unlawful and unfair of them to!" Pat argues, turning away from the window to face the room.

"My own friends think I did it too, you know. Sounds like only you two and my parents don't think I did something like that." Tom mutters, sitting up and stretching.

"The people think you did it, so I doubt there would be a lot of backlash. Of course they'd try something sleezy like that." Pau says aimlessly.

"Isn't that kind of something the RA's supposed to not do amongst itself?" Pat says, turning to Pau.

"Hm? Uh, probably. You know more about it than I do."

"RA? What's that?" Tom asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing much, really. Nothing you have to worry about!" Pat says, smiling.

-

Tord heard the elevator getting closer, and freaked out a bit. He was sure it's was people coming down to see what the racket was. Especially since it's their leader's floor, pretty much, they'd surely be armed to the tooth. Not waiting another second, Tord runs towards the Red Leader's dropped gun which he had slowly been inching for, and aimed it at the elevator right as it opened.

"What the hell's going on, Red-" Tord had shot the soldier as he had been pulling out a radio to assumedly call for backup.

"I told you we're natural killers!" The Red Leader cackles, not particularly caring about the now dead soldier. Tom was struggling back to his feet yet again as the Red Leader lashed out at Tord before he could react, reclaiming his gun and swiftly pointing it at Tom, "One wrong move, and it's his brains on the floor." He said coldly.

Tom froze, looking up at the Red Leader, yet again in this situation as Tord stayed in place, unmoving, "What the hell do you gain from any of this..?" Tord says, eyes darting around as he tried to think of a plan of action.

"I get rid of a pest and lock you away. Pretty simple." The Red Leader says, shrugging, closing his eyes for a few moments as he did.

"Tom is not a pest!" Tord shouts, hurling a chair from a table in the middle of the room at him.

"Tord-!" Tom starts, though neither really knew who he was addressing anyways. The Red Leader's gun went off as he pulled the trigger right after narrowly dodging the thrown chair. Guess they'd never find out who he was talking to..- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Tom's visor screen had been shot in the process and shattered to a million pieces as he slumped to the ground with a loud thump on the cold stone floor; his face looking fearful. Tord stared wide eyed in silence for a few moments, his mouth agape in pure shock at what he'd seen. Then he felt the adrenaline-

Before he knew it, Tord had run across to the other soldier he'd shit earlier and snatched his gun. The Red Leader stupidly had his back to him as he cackled mocking words at Tom's now corpse.

Not even registering; completely ignoring or forgetting, Tord leapt at the Red Leader, who turned around just as he got bowled over onto the ground, "Why would you do that!" Tord screams at his future self as he smashes the gun repeatedly into his head and face, sitting in a way that made his robotics useless, "WHY! We're supposed to love him! Not kill him!" He snarls. Even after the Red Leader's body went limp and cold, face unrecognizable, Tord was still hysterically hitting him with the butt of the gun.

The elevator dinged again and three other soldiers stopped dead in their tracks (tee hee). What they saw was their now uninjured leader, without his uniform, having killed someone and currently destroying some other soldier's face.

"U-Uhhh...," One says as they have their hands on their weapons, not really sure what was going on.

Tord looks back at them after they'd announced their presence, "I'm your fucking leader now." He proclaims, standing up and dropping the bloody gun on top of the Red Leader's motionless body, "Go fucking kill yourselves for what you've done and been a part of!" Tord shouts at them, now crouched down next to Tom and getting the time traveling watch off of him.

He was going to go back and see his own Tom that doesn't hate him for something he hasn't done. Yet. And he'll finally be back home... Without another word, Tord uses the watch, and disappears. The three soldiers slowly approach the scene afterwards.