''Yes Sir'' | EDDSWORLD TomTord Story

Part 1 - We See Again, Old Friend

          Tom sighed as he looked around the dark room, he was locked up in one of the cells at the Red Army base. And quite frankly, he hates it. He just wanted to go back home, how did he even get in this situation? He sighed as he leaned against a wall. He was sitting down, somewhat curled into a ball, he wasn't too fond of the dark. "How long am I gonna be down here?" he mumbled to himself, looking at his hands. After some minutes Tom could hear footsteps on the stairs, and after some seconds someone appeared in front of the cell. It was very dark and Tom couldn't see exactly who that was, until the male voice spoke ''Hello, Old Friend!'' He said happily but not in nice way, he was teasing. He turn on the light and let Tom see him, smirking, looking down at poor blue hooded male, thinking he was pathetic in chains. Tom instantly backed away from the bars in an attempt to be as far as possible from the person in front of him. The light stung his eyes for a short moment before his eyes adjusted. "I'm not your friend" he hissed in a defensive tone. ''Psh, we'll see about that later.'' He said with a smirk, looking down at him into eyes. His gray, blank glare was sending shivers down Tom's spine. Some males in white clothing, looking like doctors/scientists. Tord opened the cell, but Tom couldn't run, he was chained. They come closer to him with some sort of glasses as Tord's smile widen. Tom kept backing away until he hit the back wall of the cell, even then it seemed like he was trying to back further into the wall. He looked up at Tords seemingly evil smile. Then back at the people dressed in white. He didn't know what was going on but he was still scared, he made his best attempt to hide it though. ''Awe~ Are you scarred?'' Tord come into the cell and stand behind the scientists, smiling, this time warmly, but only to tease Tom more. Tom shook his head "I'm not scared!" He yelled defensively. Then the Goggle type things were put over his eyes. He clawed at them trying to get them off, parts of his memory seemed to slip away. He stopped when he couldn't remember a thing. He just sat there, he looked... dull. ''Don't worry, I'll make sure you won't remember anything of this wonderful moment!'' Tord said as green light appear in the visors, and Tom could literally feel his memories were disappearing. It took over 5 minutes until he couldn't remember a single thing that Tord thought was useless to remember. Tord laughed and the scientists moved away. He come up to Tom and grabbed him by hoodie collar, pulling him up, making him face him. Tom didn't even flinch when he was pulled up. ''So, Thomas.'' Tord said curiously ''Let's go back to last sentence..'' He smirked at him ''Do you want to be my Old Friend again?'' He asked, teasing, knowing Tom would never agree on that with his own will. "Yes sir" he replied, both his voice and his digital eyes lacked emotion. Now it seemed as if his new purpose was to be loyal to Tord, and do whatever he was ordered. Tord smiled wider, he seemed to be Satisfied with this answer. He let him go gently, knowing he won't resist. He looked at the scientists ''Good job'' He said with sight smile, it was rare when Tord smiles not to be evil, so the scientists saluted. He looked back at Tom ''Follow me.'' He said as he went out of the cell and to his office. Tom followed behind Tord obediently, he didn't say a word. He pointed the chair on sign Tom should sit and Tord went behind desk, sitting in his chair, looking at Tom. Thomas sat down were Tord had pointed, and waited for Tord to speak. He didn't let himself be curious about Tord's rules, there wasn't a point in being curious.

       ''So, Thomas.'' Tord started, looking into his face. ''The rules are simple: You can't take these visors off by yourself, or you will be punished PAINFULLY. Do you understand?'' He asked, his glare went crazy and it was almost creepy. The black eyed brit nodded, "Yes sir, I understand" his voice still dull. Tord's smile widen. ''You're so pathetic when I see you obey my words. How weak.'' He got up and circled around the table and Tom's chair, talking ''You'll serve me forever, won't you, Thomas? Won't you agree with me you're nothing special?'' He asked, still smirking. Tom sat completely still, almost like a statue. "Yes sir" he said as if it were the only word in his vocabulary. No doubt that he would be offended if it weren't for the damn visors on his head. Well then again he wouldn't have agreed to work for Tord if it weren't for the visors. "I'll serve you forever" he agreed with Tord. " I'm nothing special... " he repeated as a sign of agreement. Tord's smile widen even more and went to his bed. There was a bag filled with something. He took it and walked up to Tom, giving it to him ''Wear this.'' He said, and he went to sit in his chair again. ''You're off to go, feel free to explore.'' He said, and took a sip from his cup filled with coffee. Tom took the bag in his hands, inspecting it for a moment before standing up. "Yes sir" those two words were his priority, he just needed to do what he was ordered. He Ieft the office, looking for a place to change into the clothes, the way he walked was neat.

         His eyes dull and lifeless. Tom eventually found a restroom and changed into the rather formal looking uniform. He stuffed his old clothes into the now empty bag. He left the restroom and began to aimlessly wander around the base.

*TIME SKIP*

Tord was walking around the base, looking for Paul and Patryk, he accidentally bumped into someone at the bend. Tom wasn't paying too much attention to where he was going, just blindly walking around. Until he bumped into something or someone. When Tord looked down he noticed it's Tom and wanted to scold him. Thomas was pulled out of his day dream like state. He subconsciously took a step away from Tord. "Sorry sir" his voices lacked any sort of empathy, but then again he lacked any sort of emotion ever since the visors were forced into him. Tord stopped his hand before hitting him. He looked on side and after a second he pull it down again, looking at Tom ''You're lucky you didn't said it a second later.'' He said, sounding angry. ''And I forgot to say, your room is third door on felt from my office. There's a guitar so you can play something or whatever.'' He said, sounding like he didn't care, tho it was nice of him, he turned to go. Tom smiled faintly, "thank you sir". While Tom had no memory of his old bass Susan, the idea of being able to play a guitar still struck a scence of happiness, the emotion seemed new to him, since he had no memory of being happy. He walked to his room, it took him a second to find it but eventually he did. Tom opened the door and walked in. He took a look around, and it wasn't long before he spotted the guitar. The room was nice, it had blue walls, nice bed, wardrobe with lots of clothes, a desk and a lamp on it, the guitar of course, and some other shit that was filling the room.

*TIME SKIP*

Tord was doing his usual paper work, until he heard alarms. He instantly got up and pulled out his gun. *Intrudes* He thinked as he run out of the room and down the hall, noticing some rebel soldiers. He also noticed Tom, the soldiers aimed at him and Tord instantly shoot two traitors, but got hit into shoulder. The momentum of the bullet was fast enough for him to make him fall on the ground, laying his back on the wall, dropping the gun. But he was calm, he knew the attack was over, and was glad soldiers didn't shoot Tom or others. He looked into ceiling blankly, having no power or strength to get up.