"Hey! I think I heard something over here!"
The sound of footsteps grew louder as two men entered the premises, wary of their surroundings.
"Are you sure you heard something?"
One of the men said, shuffling a bit; possibly talking to his companion, unaware of a hooded figure watching them from behind a couch.
"I'm sure I heard someone talking around here Patyrk!"
The hooded figure shuffled a bit to press himself against the wall a bit more but out of pure luck, a bullet fell out of his pocket and fell onto the ground, causing a quiet but definite clinking sound. all was silent, the two weren't talking anymore, clearly on high alert.
"Paul, did you hear that?"
Patyrk said slowly as the two went in separate directions, circling the living room, now aware of the hooded figures presence. The spiky haired individual reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out a knife, although staying in his spot. Patyrk and Paul closed in on the couch and- Suddenly, the hooded figure revealed himself as he tried to dash to the door.
"Not so fast-"
Paul said, pulling up his gun to the figure in the blue hoodie. Patyrk was behind the figure and was about to take another step closer when suddenly, the figure charged at Patyrk with the knife and landed a surprise attack on his shoulder before making his escape through the window behind Patyrk. Just as the figure was halfway out the window, the sound of a gunshot could be heard as Paul landed a shot at the male's leg before he managed to escape. The hooded person let out a yell of pain before falling out the window.
"Patyrk! Are you okay?"
Paul said as he looked out of the open window, checking to see if the figure was still here.
"Yeah,I'm fine, I think."
Patyrk grumbled in pain, holding his bleeding shoulder.
"Did you get the kid though?"
Patyrk walked over to Paul, ignoring the fact that blood was gushing all over his uniform.
"Nah, the brat got away."
Paul grumbled as he walked away from the window.
"C'mon Pat, we're gonna need to tell Red Leader that we spotted a few people in this area."
And with that, the pair left the house. Meanwhile in the forest, the hooded figure leaned against a tree, hissing in pain as he clutched his leg.
"Argg... How did I get found that quickly...?"
He asked himself as a figure in a green hoodie and a black over coat appeared.
"Tom! Are you okay? What happened?"
The other male crouched beside him, inspecting Tom's leg.
"I'm fine Edd..."
Tom said as his vision got blurry.
"No you clearly not! Tom? Tom!"
Tom was bleeding rapidly as he laid there, on the ground.
"Don't worry buddy, I'll get you back to the base."
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Swan Song (TomTord) (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionIf you don't like these types of fanfiction; don't read this. After "The End", Tord continued to lead the Red Army and strive for world domination. It's been a few years and Edd and the gang are holding on and are definitely not planning on lettin...