An Alternate Dimension

No Giving Up

Tord Pov:

"You need to learn some things about Tom before our next visit to The Rebellion base. Got it?" Torm asks in a stern voice.

"Yes Sir-" I say.

Did I just call my Son from another Dimension Sir?

Torm smirks a bit, "Good," Torm grabs a notebook and pen and throws it at me, which I catch. "Now take notes as I tell you all I know about Tom."

"But I've known him since preschool-"

"But have you talked to him daily in that time period like I have?"

I sigh and shake my head.

"Then get ready to wright because I'm starting now," Torm says.

I nod.

Tom Pov:

I continue to lay down on my bed with my fingers tangled with each other on my stomach.

Tord? Depressed? Why would be think about me in his depressed thoughts?

I shake my head.

No.. That Torm kid is just a liar like Tord... Nothing else... But then why did Tord ask for a truce and let me push him down without fighting back? This is just.. So so confusing...

I sit up, crossing my legs and resting my forearms in my lap.

What game is Tord and that kid trying to pull? Tord and I have hated each other from a young age, so why would he want to become friends now? They must have some plan to destroy The Rebellion or kill us, but why do they need me to be a part of it? They know I wouldn't agree to anything they want...

I stand up from my bed and walk out of my room.

Maybe some Smirnoff will help me stop thinking for a while... I'm stressing myself out too much..

I make it to the kitchen and I open the fridge, grabbing a cold bottle of Smirnoff. I then close the fridge and look down at the bottle.

Should I make a truce?- NO! That's a awful idea! Why would I even question myself on that?!

"Tom! What're you doing with that alcohol!" I hear a familiar voice say from the kitchen doorway, making my head spin toward the voice to see Edd. "You know you're not allowed to have that without my permission!"

"Oh Sorry sorry, I'll put it back," I say, putting the bottle back in the fridge.

"Are you alright?" Edd asks, worriedly. "You usually don't put it away so willingly.."

"Yeah," I look away. "I just have a lot on my mind right now..."

Edd puts a hand on my shoulder, "Do you want to talk about it?"

I gently take his hand off my shoulder, "No, I need to figure this out myself."

"Well.. Okay,"

"I'm going back to my room now," I walk to the doorway.

"I wish you the best Tom,"

I smile, "You too Edd."

I walk out of the kitchen.

Tord Pov:

"We need a second chance quicker than in a month, so tomorrow we're making another meet up," Torm says.

"I tried my hardest last time. Tom's either going to push me on to the ground again or shoot me with his laser gun," I say. "Besides, the rules are that there's only peace between me and The Rebellion on the peace visit every month, so they could kill me without getting in trouble if I come early. Besides it was only yesterday that we went there, so shouldn't we take a break?"

"We need to try Tord," Torm crosses his arms. "If we stop now I know you'll give up from the overflowing of thoughts about how you don't want to finish this and if you give up then I die along with my sister."

So if I give up, you die and my army disbands?"

"Correct,"

"But what if I doubt myself?"

"Being unsure is fine, but giving up will kill us both," Torm closes his eyes. "This is why you're so important Tord," Torm looks at me again. "You're the decider and the maker of both of our fates," Torm looks to the side, sadly. "I'm only here to give you advice and have your back while you do the work, basically a helper or a sidekick."

"You're like my info-chan,"

"Yeah, but I don't want pantie shots in return for giving you information,"

"Right..."

"Let's go make you a presentable outfit and some gifts for Tom," Torm grabs my hand, pulling me out out my office.

"Ugh fine..."

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I'll try to do some small TomTord in the next chapter