-Your POV-
My flight ended. I got up and started my way to the exit. The leader told my parents; What he thought was me, that him and his two shoulders.
I had my suitcase in one hand and phone in the other. Little to no battery left.
i walk out to the front of the airport to find the nice dark window tinted limo. Out stood a nice tall name with hair in a shape of two horns. He was wearing a red hoodie with some black jeans.
I go up to the man, "Red Leader, right?" he nodded. "You must be Y/N?" his thick Norwegian accent chocked out. "Yes, I am." I replied. His devilish smile made my stomach turn.
He opened the door for me. Inside was nice velvet seating. It looked brand spanking new! The section between the drivers, which what I was assuming was his two shoulders, and where me and Red Leader were was cut off.
He got in after me. It was so spacious... "What made you wanna join my army? Especially when this army isn't even your home towns." He curiously asked. I fidgeted my fingers, "It was more of.. My parents wanted to get rid of me." I hesitantly spoke. His eyebrow was raised. "So you don't wanna be in the army?"
What a great way to make an impression to your leader. "I didn't... I didn't plan on being in the army. It's nothing I can't do though!" I made small hand gestures. "So what I'm hearing..." His sharp canines seemed to stand out more than anything else in his smile, "You know everything?" I quickly shook my head, "N-No! I just need a bit of training! That's all!" I choked on my words,, he was scary; Maybe he actually wasn't bad at all and I decided to be scared of him.. Or maybe I was scared of how my new life would be set up now..
"I expect high from you Y/N." He looked emotionless now. I cleared my throat losing my smile. "May I check you suitcase?" I nodded.
I handed my suitcase to him. He checked through my clothing. Seeing all my belongings. The suitcase was folded up towards me; I couldn't tell what he was looking at. Somethings he smiled at and looked longer at. He suddenly spoke, "You have a phone with you?" I gulped, "Yes.." He nodded. I could've swore he would have gotten mad or taken it away from me. "Does it need charged?" he tilted his head. I handed him my phone. 6%. He pulled out a (iPhone/Android) charger and plugged it in.
"Thanks!" I smiled. He nodded. The car flew silent... "So are those your shoulders up there?" He smiled, "Yeah, they are. Pau and Pat." I shifted my position in my seat, "What does shoulders even mean in an army?" he smiled, "Think of a wedding.. There like my best men. My support. Especially on the field."
I smiled. I tried to keep my sight on his rather good side. Half of his face looked like it had been torn off. It was scarred. Not exactly badly scarred, but scarred enough to notice it. "You're out on the battlefield a lot?" I quizzed, "I thought the leaders stayed back." He shook his head snickering. "Oh no! See, my army isn't exactly.. there yet. Without my help I feel as if they would be lost. So, I step in." I raised an eyebrow, almost if it had been a challenge to beat him, "Yeah? Well then I guess my goal will to become better than you!"
He laughed getting his face close to mine, "High expectations for someone who isn't even an adult yet.~" for some reason, I was swooned by this.. Weird. I know. It's just. Something about him seems so familiar and... I'm just loving him.
"Mhm.. What age even are you?" I crossed my arms. Maybe I could get some more information..? "I'm an actual classified adult!" he spat smiling. "Old enough to drink?" He nodded, almost seeming impressed at himself for being 21 or older.
The car came to a stop. The door was opened. The smell of cigarette smoke filled the air making me cough. "Thanks pau." red leader nodded his head at one of his shoulders. I stepped out after him.
Everybody seemed to speak Norwegian... Which I didn't know. "Min, min ... Hvilken liten snack har vi her?" (My, my... What little snack do we have here?) A tall blonde man said behind me. "Uhm.. What?" My face turned inwards while I gave an awkward smile.
Tord heard and ran up to him shoving him, "Det er ingen måte å behandle vår nye soldat du idiot!" (That's no way to treat our new soldier you idiot!" Everybody seemed to crowd around me since I was a girl... Was there seriously no other girls?
I wasn't very familiar with armies and stuff.. But I have fought. So I know the basics. I was always an active child and learned stuff from people a lot. I decided to impress while I was here.. I decided to get through the ground by tripping the guys with my foot. I would simply do a one motion slide on the floor with my leg right to the shin, causing them to fall. Making me able to get through. That's exactly what I done.
I got through. I began to run to.. well anywhere. I ran in different directions. Eventually finding the training area.. I sat outside of it. Hopefully not getting in trouble. It wasn't too far from where everyone else was. Red Leader would surely find me.
-Red Leader's POV-
The halls are crowded and I can't seem to find Y/N anywhere. I'm starting to worry. I swear to god if Aleksander got to her I will slice his worthless neck open.
I start shoving people as my heart races. I began running up the halls, "Y/N!" I screamed. This must be useless. I can't find her.
I had a gut feeling about her, since I laid my eyes on her I felt as if she was going to be one of our best soldiers. I wouldn't doubt if she did become one.
"Red Leader!" I heard the familiar voice call out. A smile formed on my face. I ran her way. There she was. "What happened?! Why are you out here?!" I quizzed. I saw her fidget her fingers, "W-well.. I don't like crowds so I kind of ditched. " I laugh at her nervousness. "Are you scared of me?~" I got close to her ear. My breathe hitting her neck bouncing back to me. "No!" she backed up, her face was flustered. Red. I smiled at her. Cutie.
Words: 1136 Date: 11.7.2018 Time: 10:40
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Tord x Reader // Battle Field of Love - Crisis! AU
RomanceAfter being forced into the war by two strict parents you find yourself in a unwanting army. Being the only girl was hard enough. Then the army chooses to attack your home city, London.