(I'll do the options in the next chapter cause I'm too lazy)
"Sir?" Tord was awakened from his nap. He rubbed his eyes and sat up on his bed, still in his nightwear. "What." Tord said, rubbing his eyes. "We got the DNA tests back from the hoodie, and it was matched with someone named Thomas Ridgewell." Paul stated, bowing to his leader. Tord scoffed, thinking in his head 'Tell me something I don't know.'
"But there's more. Thomas Ridgewell was tracked to be in Norway at this very moment." Paul said, looking back up. Tord looked surprised, wondering why Tom out of all people could have been here. "I'm done with this." Tord said, growling under his breath.
"D-Done with what, Sir?" Paul asked, stuttering a bit. Tord was a ruthless leader, and his actions were sure to be violent from his persona at the moment.
"He has to be here for a reason. He has to have something to gain." Tord muttered to himself. Paul stared at Tord, not moving at all. "He's here for me, isn't he." Tord angrily said. "What do you think he wants?" Paul asked quietly. Tord looked back up. "I know him. I know he's here to kill me. I'm positive." Tord said loudly. "So, what do you want us to do about it Sir?" Paul asked, scratching his head nervously. Tord laughed maniacally.
"It's simple, Paul. Finish the order. That's it." Tord said, smiling and putting his hand under his chin to support his head.
"What is the order sir?" Paul asked nervously.
"I want you to kill him."
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Blame It On Me (TomTord)
FanfictionAfter "The End," Tord has been kicked off the Red Army because he became too weak. Now, he's homeless because of his lack of money and lives in an alleyway. He had anorexia and depression for one year already, but will he re-gain his friends trust...
