Toms P.O.V
~~~~~~~~~It was a flash,a swift movement from him with a blunt object made me drop. How?? Look at the size and power of me. I guess I was so taken aback by him that I had no time to react. It was like having sleep paralysis. No matter how much I thrashed and moved,my body forced itself to rest and stay put. My goggles forcefully turned to sleep mode but I was twitching my eyebrows trying with all my force to turn them on. My tail swayed lazily and my ears twitched at the ringing I was hearing. Behind the hearing was a faint sounds of baby cry's and Adriens yelling and fighting....oh no!! The kids!! My kids!! I couldn't tell if it was the motherly instinct or what but I managed to pry my arm up and unsheathed my claws,grasping at nothing. I had to let them know I was alive...
Finally I heard Adrian cry out 'momma!!' And heard his voice getting closer. Then it faded away as someone,I presume Tord,picked him up and took him away. I could shed a tear still hearing Sophie crying,the poor baby so confused about everything happening.
Soon I felt my own body being picked up and heard Sophie right along side with me. It took two men to even lift me up and they were clearly struggling. Sophie was right beside me being carried by someone else,still crying. I couldn't move. I was defenseless...I was...useless...Edd was right, I wasn't a good mom... through all my pity I let sleep overcome me as one by one my senses started dulling.....
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I blinked awake. The blinding florescent lights making me feel like I was still unconscious. I forced my head down to avoid the light seeing concrete floors instead of the outside. I knew were I was, an interrogation room. It had no color and blinding lights and I was strapped to a heavy metal chair. Believe or not I was too dazed and weak to look for Adrien and Sophie. My head pounding and wouldn't stop, I felt horrible, but the concern about the kids still at the back of my mind. Finally when my eyes and hearing got better my monster ears flickered, trying my best to hear something.
I heard muffled talking like someone was trying to talk underwater. I finally could look around and saw a pitch black pane of glass taking up most the wall and a door beside it. That must be were the talking is coming from. My ears stood up and twitched so I could hear better. It was muffled and I could only make up a few strands of conversation. Whatever Tord knocked me out with it was strong enough to lessen my monster ability's. But from the other side of the wall I heard
'...hurt him!!! You're a bad person I hate you!!!'
'...Adrien I had too...so I could safely take him here-' the conversation stopped.
'See he's already awake.'
'Mom!! Mommy I'm here!!'.
'He can's see you it's a one way glass...nor can he hear you these walls are thick...wonder why he's staring at us though...'
I quickly averted my eyes looking around to make it look like I was confused 'Damn was Tord always this observant and smart?!' I thought but was quickly interrupted by the heavy metal door creaking open, the Norski bastard stepping in. He looked the same since we've last met, besides a couple of wrinkles and scars to show he's aged. He walked towards me nearly nervously,keeping his head up and back straight.
He stopped in front of me,examining me. "I see you still have your monster quality's,hmm tom??" I didn't have the energy to fight back...no matter how much the back of my mind was yelling at me to escape I complied "...yep...still have them features you gave me-"
"Good to here but anyways..."he pointed to the one way glass,clear banging and yelling from the other side "you left me a little surprise for me,your little 'goodbye' gift?? Tell me tom...what did you think you'd gain from that??"
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~the letter~ tomtord mpreg story
AventuraBeing a leader is very tough and tiring. Having half the world and the rest of it just in his reach is infuriating,but one day Tord gets a knock on the door... He opens it and finds two children in a basket. And a note claiming it his...from tom... ...