-Tord's PoV-
Hearing the torturous screams of the captured Rebels being whipped, hanged, quartered, experimented, and more torture activities.
People have told me that I'm crazy. Or that I'm out of my head. I doubt it but whoever dares to speak against me knows the rules...
1) Address Red Leader as "sir" or "Red Leader"
2) Salute whenever crossing paths with a soldier of the Red Army.
3) NEVER talk back OR against Red Leader.
There is so much more I can name off but that would ruin the surprise of my punishments.
Usually, the punishment is a bullet to the head. I think it's a wonderful sight. Hearing the blood curtling screams of the witnesses of the victim is music to my ears. Everyone is forced to speak two languages. English and Norwegian.
I don't care what others think about me.
My main objective...is to capture that drunkie Thomas Thompson and claim him as MINE.
*insert evil chuckle to evil laughter*
(A/N: you guys are probably wondering why I'm not continuing my other books. Well, one reason is, I lost inspiration. And two, I'm possibly not into the fandom anymore. I hope you guys keep reading this book, so, yeah. Bye)
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It's A War On Two Fronts (Crisis AU)
Fanfiction(Cover art not mine) <Contains 18+ Content> The story is based off of different perspectives of Edd, Matt, Tom, Tord, Paul, and Patryk. This book is about (Yes it's obvious) the Crisis AU. Please enjoy this book. It's my first mature one, but...
