Scars caused by the past

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Tom stared at the stranger and then they lifted their head and Tom saw a face he never thought he'd see again.

"Tord!?"

The Norwegian looked a little different. The right side of his face was burned and littered with scars. His right eye was black, instead of its counterpart which was the vibrant crimson color it always had been.

Tom looked down and saw that Trod's right hand was gone and replaced with a robot one that looked similar to the design of the giant robot from a few weeks back.

Looking back up, Tom saw that Tord's eyes were filled with terror.

Terror towards him.

Tord struggled to his feet and started backing away from Tom, hands up defensively.

Tom got to his feet as well, anger filling his body. "HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU ALIVE!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"

Tord turned around and broke into a run. Tom quickly ran after him.

Tord turned a corner and Tom followed, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene in front of him.

Two men stood around Tord. One held the Norwegian's arms behind his back and a hand over his mouth while the other man held a gun to Tord's head.

Tom felt his blood boiling, but now it was towards the two men that were holding his former friend at gunpoint.

"Now, what do we have here? A friend to Red leader perhaps?" The man holding the gun smirked.

Tom clenched his fists, "I am not his friend! But that doesn't mean I will let you fuckers kill him!"

"Kill him?" The one holding the gun laughed, "We aren't here to kill him. He is much more valuable to us alive. That's why we're taking him with us."

Tom chuckled, "Not gonna happen. Trust me." He cracked his knuckles.

Tord growled and then burrowed his teeth in the hand that was held for his mouth which caused the male to yelp in pain and let go of the Norwegian.

Tord lept away from the two males and then turned to them.

They took a few steps towards him and he held up his robot arm towards them, "Not one more step."

"What are you going to do Red leader? Give us a high five?" The males laughed.

Tord pointed his arm towards the ground by their feet and shoot a blue laser beam that burned the asphalt. The males to flinched when Tord pointed his arm back at them.

"For your sake, I hope I never have to see you two again."

The males growled and then ran away, Tord letting out a sigh as they left.

"What the fuck just happened?"

Tord tensed up, he had almost forgotten Tom was still here.

Turning to Tom, Tord chuckled nervously, "I'm sure you have a lot of questions now."

"No, I am totally not going to question how you're alive or who those men were or why the fuck they wanted to kidnap you, I am fine going without an explanation for all that."

Tord rolled his eyes, "Save the sarcasm, Tom. Let's just go to your place and talk."

"Wait, you know where I live?"

"Duh, of course, I do. Now come on." Tord started walking in the direction of the apartment building, Tom following next to him.

Time Skip

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