It was interesting.
Matt was being quite rather cooperative while Edd was being stubborn as usual. The green hoodied male was still insistent that Tord was an evil communist and that he was right on fighting for his cause to stop Tord.
It was interesting.
Watching the two act in a controlled environment was somehow calming Tord's frazzled nerves. Nonetheless, its effect wasn't as good as when Tom was around.
Tom's presence itself was calming and the Brit's voice had always been soothing. May it be simply talking or singing; Tom's voice did enough wonders to his fucked-up psyche when things were definitely getting out of hand.
Closing his eyes, Tord was surprised to find himself being wrapped in an embrace that he was quite familiar with but unused due to the length of time he hadn't experienced it. "Matt, why are you doing this?"
"You still have Tom's scent all over you," the ginger explained as he rubbed his face on Tord's neck and had his arms rub the shorter man's sides.
Blinking at the odd explanation, a weird thought suddenly came up which had Tord stiffening in Matt's embrace. "Matt, I want you to be honest with me. Are you trying to mark your scent on me and erase Tom's scent?"
"Yeah? So?"
"(1) Hva faen!?" Tord screamed as he pushed himself from the ginger's hold.
Glaring at Matt's eyes, both the robotic and the blue one, he further distanced himself from the man. "Why? Why are you trying to take one of the last few pieces that Tom has left with me?"
"He's gone, Tord. Letting yourself remain attached to him is breaking you."
"And what!? Now that Tom's gone you expect me to pretend on being happy and attach myself either to you or Edd!? Fat chance.
You betrayed me when I did nothing but showed you kindness. Edd doesn't even believe me or want anything to do to me. What makes you think that I'm going to act like everything's all fine and dandy like this whole war never started? When the sole person who believed in me died?"
"Tord..."
"No, Matt.
If this is what you think that's best then it leaves me choice."
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Tord knew that what he was doing was quite rather impulsive.
After all, it was never in his actual intentions to kill either Matt or Edd now that they were here as his captives.
But with how Matt was acting and Edd being a bastard about things...He ended up giving an order of them to be executed.
He knows that up at a point he'll supposedly regret what he did.
But as the shots were fired and the duo's bodies hit the floor; the only feeling that Tord had was numbness. Just the pure numbness that seemingly filled his soul.
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They were now all gone.
Edd, Matt and Tom.
The three of them were now gone and he alone remained alive.
They were his friends and yet he was the cause of their deaths.
Tom died to protect him.
Matt and Edd due to his orders.
It was a really amusing thing to know that he was the one to have caused the deaths of his friends.
Just like what the people in the laboratory would say, "Monsters don't deserve friends. They don't deserve to have a family. Nor do they deserve to be happy.
The only use that monsters have is to be experimented on or to kill and fight."
He was a monster.
Just like what they said.
He was the one to end them.
He was the one to end the gang.
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A/N: As much as the title has "The End" on it, it isn't the end. The end here refers here on how he had been the cause of his friends death.
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Translation:
(1) Hva faen!? [Norwegian] - What the fuck!?
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