《Unknown Love ~{discontinued}~》Chapter 2
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"See ya Edd!"
"Bye Tom!"
I waved to the boy in the green hoodie. Ashe waved back and closed his door. I walked down the hall a bit to my place. Opening the door and walking over to my fridge. I opened the fridge door to a fully loaded fridge with Smirnoff. Grabbing a bottle or two before heading to the couch. I felt the ground move around a bit.
Wait! How can the ground move? Is it an earthquake?? But it was small. Probably just my imagination.
Before I could turn on the television, I heard a crash sound somewhat near my room. I got up and without thinking I ran to where I heard the crashing noise. I slammed my door open. Seeing two men dressed in the same clothing going through my things.
"Hey! What do you think your doing with my stuff!!"
I growled. They ignored me and continued. I didn't realise before but there were another two men behind me. They grabbed me to pull me away from my room. I tried to get free. I kicked my legs around. It became useless. The door to my apartment opened with more men with suitcases and... EDD AND MATT!! I got mad. No one touches my friends. I tried to get away again. I caught them off guard and ran to the spare room. Closing the door. I looked around the room. First thing I saw was a bat leaning against the wall. I immediately ran for it and grabbed the bat. Ready to attack at any moment. The door slowly opened. Something shot me. Not a gun. My vision became blurry. I shook my head trying to stay awake. But my eyelids started closing. I collapsed to the floor. Everything went black.
When I woke up my vision was blurry at first. When it finally came back I looked around the place. I tried getting up but my arms won't move from behind my back. I looked down at my feet. They were tied up together. I turned around, behind me were Edd and Matt. At least they were safe for now.
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I heard some footsteps heading towards me. I didn't bother looking at who it was. I just stared at my feet.
"Hello, Thomas."
His Norwegian accent reminded me of Tord.
"Not even going to say anything..? Not even to an old friend? How rude Thomas."
I looked up. It actually was him. Tord was alive! I'm not a murderer. But I still wish he was dead.
"T... Tord?!"
He was wearing this weird blue long sleeved shirt with buttons and things on his shoulders. I didn't bother to care what they were called. I didn't like formal or neat attire. He had scares on his right side of his face with an eye patch over his eye as well. He still styled his hair with that devil horn look. He wore some sort of red hoodie underneath. He also wore black baggy pants and some boots.
"Yes.. it's me Tord! You must be wondering why your here.. well.."
he pulled out a gun from his pocket.
"What are you doing with tha-"
"You will join my army or Edd will die."
He pointed the gun at Edds sleeping body. I couldn't believe he would shoot Edd! Just for me to join his dumb army. I had no choice.
"Fine! I'll join your dumb army. Just don't shoot Edd!"
"Good. At least I didn't have to shoot him. I was bluffing!" He started to laugh.
"Wait what! I don't want to be-"
"Too late Thomas. Your apart of it now."
I sighed. Stupid commie!
"We're nearly at the base. I'll show you around the base a bit when we get there." He gave me a smile before he walked off. Can't believe I'm in his stupid army now.
Edd and Matt were woken up by some other soldiers. They were being pushed around like prisoners. I didn't like it at all. But I couldn't do anything. I followed Tord. I had no clue where we were going. As we walked down the hallway. Edd, Matt and the soldiers with them went a different way. Why was this happening to us? We finally came across a door that had said 'Red Leader' on it. Tord opened the door as I followed him. There was a coat rack next to the door. Some file draws and shelf's around the walls full of old tattered books. There was a dark oak desk with a lot of paper work and a photo or two. A black leather office chair was at the desk and behind on the wall were a lot a photos. I sat in one of the two plain chairs that were in front of the desk. Tord sat in his office chair. He put his elbows on the desk and his hands below his chin. Letting his head rest on them.
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"So Thomas-"
"Don't call me that! Just Tom!" I spat.
"Okay then. Tom now that your apart of my army. You can start off as a regular soldier. Then in future I'll change your position."
"Fine... commie.."
I just crossed my arms and looked away. Trying to not make eye contact.
"Good. Now I'll need to get Amy to create a uniform for you."
I didn't really care at this point. It was going to be some stupid tux thing anyway.
"Okay now for the tour. Sadly I can't take you around. I'm too busy with paperwork."
Tord passed me quite a confusing map of the base.
"I'll show you to your room. But that's it unfortunately."
I didn't bother responding. Tord got up and soon I'd follow behind him.
Tord stopped at a room with numbers on it.
'742' i didn't care though.
"One more thing."
Tord has passed me a piece of paper with a lot of this to do in one day.
"Do all of these things. I'll come back to check in on you when your back here and around dinner."
With that he headed to his office. I sighed.
'To-do list for Thomas.'
1. Go see Amy for uniform sizing.
That should be easy. I took out the map and went to find the design area. I needed to go up a floor. I walked up the stairs instead of the elevator. Well because it's only one floor. I stuffed the map in my hoodie pocket along with my hands. I walked over to a soldier. He had long sort of wavy hair. Two strands of hair were in the middle of his head one going to the left, the other to the right.
"Umm sir. Do you know where Amy is? I need to get my uniform."
He looked down at me. I hate my height. Basically everyone is taller then me.
"Sure. Its just down the hallway. Take a right and it should be to the left."
He pointed down the hallway.
"Thanks."
I started to head where he was pointing. I took a right. Then a left. I saw a door that said. Uniform design. I'm guessing this is it. I knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
Walking in, there was a girl with dark brown hair in a messy bun. She wore the same blue coat everyone in this dam place wears. But she wore a light red dress underneath with some tights and boots. She turned around.
"Ah! You must be Thomas. Welcome I'm Amy!"
She had ocean blue eyes.
"Yes I'm Thomas. But I prefer Tom."
"Sure Tom."
She grabbed my arm and dragged me into another room. There were shelf's filled with materials and string. There was a sewing machine on a light birch desk. There were also designs and drawings hanging along the walls. Amy put a pair of glasses on. She pushed me onto this round stage like thing. She held out a measuring tape. After she was done with the measurements she started to work. Forgetting I'm still here.
"So can I go? I have a lot to do."
"Oh sorry. Yes you can. I'll give your uniform to Red Leader to give to you later when it's finished." I nodded and walked out.
What's next on this stupid list for this stupid army!
2. Go see Amanda for handprint to be put into system.
3. Look around the base.
4. Visit Edd and Matt in the cells.
5. Learn about the bells from David.
This is going to be a long day!
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