The lost one. Tord X reader.

Chapter twenty four

//third person pov// long chapter, I guess😗//

After about fives minutes of driving off from the now invisible base and the undying questions from Y/n, Tord stopped the vehicle and faced the girl to state what he wanted.

"Alright, so are you gonna eat breakfast?" He asked, his voice deep. Not in any threatening way, he wanted to sound serious.

The girl's stomach twisted; She did want to eat, just a little bit but, she also wanted to be empty. Her stomach cried for help a few times today, Y/n didn't listen to it or pay attention to its pain.

"I can eat later, I'm hungry for answers. You haven't given me a straight answer yet!" She complained, facing the soon to be leader of the world. Though, deep down, she hoped throwing in some confidence to question him would throw him off guard and ignore the fact that she changed the subject.

He grinned and let out a small hum at Y/n's confidence to speak up to him. "I thought I told you already?" He said, some joyance flowing with his accent, "the perfect blend" was her personal opinion of it but pushed it aside as soon as the thought came to mind.

"Magic isn't an answer." She said, flatly.

He lifted a robotic finger. "It technically is." He stated, grinning mischievously because he was obviously right.

Just as Y/n predicted, she followed along with the small argument that was also benefiting her curiosity. "I know you invented it but how?" She asked, using hand gestures as she threw her arm in front of her by her curiosity. "You also made it sound like you just recently invented it too."

He faced away from her and started driving again, relief filling the girl when he did. 'He must have actually forgotten then.' She was a little proud of herself for making such an easy and simple plan that actually worked. Well, she actually dismissed it aside by saying the 'I'm hungry for answers' part.

Though, since he had to keep his eye on the road, she can no longer see his eye. Only an eyepatch and scars, lots of them. She wondered what his actual eye looked like, or if he even had one. Or what he looks like with a clean face: No scars.

"I invented it with a friend of mine who is one of the most greatest scientist I have here in my army." He emphasized the word 'friend' as if the word was not right for this person. He was going to say everything straight forward to Y/n, she didn't think she would get anything out of him. "Though, I did most of the work." And you believed him.

      "You asked me how, do you really want me to explain half a year of creating it to you?" He explained to the girl, his voice in that mellow tone again. "The only thing I needed help with was how to build it in a small device like the one you had, which was tricky but I managed." Few times he would turn his head for a split second to look at her as he talked, just to see if she was paying attention, which, she was though, he still needed his eye on the road; it must be really difficult to do that since he only had one eye.

      But, she listened to every word.

"But there was a lack of options on it." She added in.

He sighed, smiling as he stayed facing the road. "I wanted to test myself." He said, then finally grinning. Though, it wasn't the same mischievous and joyous grin she came to slowly adore.

He was proud of himself, he made something most people around the world can't make and it was simple for him. He was proud of himself. He was proud because he knew he was still strong. He now knows he can still take over the world in no time.

This made Y/n a little nervous, she didn't want to make him feel insulted for what he worked on for months.

'Then again, why should I care if I insulted him or not? He's a bad person. A terrible one. He— he... ' She somehow can't bring herself to admit it. She feels bad for wanting to say it though, she needs to be truthful with herself. 'he deserves to die...' Which is why Emily offered a mission to follow.