I'll never say

Let us help you

A / N
Thank you to Kateedraws for letting me use her oc in this chapter

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Matt frowned, sinking deeper into his hoodie to fight off the cold. He was trying not to cry, he really was, but he was so scared. He wasn't so strong, and he missed edd, and tom, and tord, and he just wanted them to be okay. He wanted to be okay. But he wasn't okay, and tord wasn't okay, and Matt knew he wasn't going to be alright. Tom wasn't okay either, Matt curled up on himself, memories filling his mind.

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Matt covered his ears to block out Tord's piercing screams. He thought last time was terrible, but this, this was so much worse. He had barely even acknowledged them, but pat had tearfully informed them that he couldn't see them. One-sided mirror. He was clinging to Edd, for once unable to be the comfort. He was scared, so terrified. Tom was sitting up at the glass, glaring harshly with tears streaming down his face. Blood pooled on the floor beneath Tord, his body shaking in pain.  He could distantly hear Tom mumbled fearfully, but Matt refused to look. He didn't want to see it. He didn't want to know the pain tord was going through. 

That was until the screams died down a bit. Matt poked his head out, watching in mute horror as Tord seemed to zone out. He had this blissful look on his face as he stopped screaming, his eyes growing hazy, and he slumped forward.

He was quiet, and still, and when Tim got up and moved away, Matt saw a syringe in his hands. Was tord…? He shifted out of Edd's hold to get a better look. He was so still. Matt felt even more tears rushed to the surface as countless fearful screams drowned out the quiet. He covered his ears as they only grew in volume. Tom stared, a look of absolute rage bubbling within those endless black eyes.

"Why isn't he moving?" He mumbled, shifting to stand. Eyes were on him as he slowly transformed, hands becoming caws and a tail sprouting from his backside. "Why isn't he moving? Is he even breathing? He was just screaming in pain; even if he was sleep, why is he so fucking quiet!?" His voice grew louder and louder, tears spilling down his face.

"Don't worry, tom, surely he isn't dead," Edd said shakily, placing a hand on his shoulder. Even he seemed unsure; tears streamed down his face as well.  

"He killed him, he killed him, why isn't he moving, edd? He needs to move, or make some noise, or show me he's not dead, edd I need to know." Tom babbled helplessly, spiraling down and down. "He's dead, fuck fuck fuck he's dead he killed him!" Matt moved away, staring with wide eyes as Tom's skin took on a darker hue of purple. He turned to look back at Tord… Was he really dead? Today did feel different, like a grander ending of some sort. He turned to paul and pat, both looked terrified. 

"Tom, please, calm down." Edd croaked, fearful. 

"He killed him. He took away my love! I'm going to make him pay!" His enlarged claw slammed against the glass as his voice dropped lower into a roar. Matt covered his ears once more, moving back until he bumped into pat. 

A pink mist filled the room and swirled around them, choking them. Tom growled, swiping his tail angrily to clear the smoke away, protecting himself. Tom rammed into the glass again, loud enough to catch pay and Tims attention, hard enough to crack the glass. Matt could feel the pain in his throat; this dizziness that came from the light pink smoke. Tom smacked the glass again, and it cracked again. Tim turned to pay, mumbling something to him as another soldier walked in. Tyler, the soldier that kidnapped him. He heard choked off sobs and shifted to find Paul absolutely freaking out. 

"Paul? Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Pat looked at him in concern, pulling him into his warm embrace. Matt glanced between Paul and Tyler, confused. Even Tord didn't react so badly to his tortures. He watched as he picked up tord, watched as he held tord so delicately to his chest. His eyes widened in realization as he saw the bandages around Paul's neck. He crawled closer, leaning against pat so he could send his comfort, blocking out Tom's roars.