Eddsworld Future AU

Chapter 2

Tom looked left and right, passing the soldiers as he walked off from the Red's office. Walking down the hall, looking up at the corner of his visor looking at the time, it was near noon but he could care less.

He walked back to his own room, resting his hand onto the handle, only to stop. He didn't turn it, just gripped onto it. He thought, staring at the knob making everything else around him feel like as if it were spinning round him.

Tom stopped, shaking his head to rid of the thoughts making him distracted. He pulled away from his room and walked off.

In his office, Tord leans back in his comfortable office chair.  Smiling slightly, he allows memories of the events before "The End" to flow freely through his brain. Back then, Tom would openly express his feelings toward him, but now all he got was a routine blank face.

"Why did it end up like this...?" He rubs a hand wearily down his face.

Basking in his old memories, Tord daydreams of his old life until a sharp rap on the door pulls him out.

"Come in."

Tord sits up straight at his desk, displaying a position of authority and power. The soldier who walked in was new, and shook in his presence. Tord smirked at his fearful expression.

"R-Red Leader, sir! Paul requested that you meet him in the battle room, sir!"

Tilting his head Tord turns on his signature intense gaze, personified by a turn at the curve of his mouth.
"Tell him I will be there shortly. You are dismissed." 

"Sir, yes, sir!"

With a final salute, the rookie recruit leaves.

Tord gathers up the battle plans that Tom and him edited and exits his office, acknowledging the instant salutes and "Long live Red Leader"'s his presence created. Wasting no time, he mentally gathers notes for the debreifing of his higher ranking soldiers that was soon to come.

Tord strolls into the conference room, narrowed eyes already surveying the assembled company. Acknowledging Paul and Patryck with a nod of his head, the Red Leader settles himself at the front of the room.

"Men,  today is the day we send our biggest strike."

Tord brings up the Green army base on the screen behind him and explains the attack plan. An applause rings through the room, and a few impressed head nods ripple throughout.

"So men, are you ready?" Tord grins, a smile full of power.

"YES!"

"So get out there and rally the troops!"

The soldiers file out, all determined for the fight to come.

~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~

Tom walked down the hall, keeping his gaze above most soldiers. He kept going until he met at a lab. Sighing, he stepped in cautiously and called out for one of the professors.

"Harold?"

Tom sighed, walking in further into the lab. He looked around for someone in particular, soon seeing him at his desk, headphones in.

"Harold?"

Tom tapped Harold's shoulder, making him turn around and look at him.

"Hey, uhm..."

"Oh, good morning sir." The friendly doctor took out his headphones, smiling apologetically. "Sorry.."

Tom accepts the apology, face unchanged. "It's fine, can you do something for me? It is a bit a early.."

"What do you need sir?" Harold swivels in his chair to properly face Tom placing down his clipboard in the process.

"I need a diagnostics exam.."

"Ah, alright, just sit down over there."

Harold pointed over to a hospital bed not far from where the two were standing. While Harold gathers the equipment, Tom sits down on the bed, loosening his tie and removing his vest.

"We're just going to go through procedural checkup first, then get into your special diagnostics, alright sir?"

"It's fine. Let's just get it over with.." Tom sighs wearily. He hated these diagnostic exams, but he couldn't argue with the necessity of them.

"Alright sir, open your mouth..."