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This is not my Tord.

My foot was placed promptly on his stomach, a gun pressed against his chest. My finger hovering over the trigger. This wasn't my Tord. It never was. My Tord would've been happier when he came back last year. My Tord wouldn't destroy our house, and kill a man. And my Tord definitely wouldn't attempt to murder me in my sleep. This Tord was an impostor. A clone, and Jon proved it to me.

As you may know, Jon died when Eduardo's house was destroyed. Though what you may not know is that he became a ghost, and that he tends to hangout in my apartment for some odd reason. Why? I don't know? He used to be my enemy after all. I've tried talking to him about it once, and all he said was something about me avenging him, and then something about Tord. I eventually stopped caring and let him do whatever he wanted.

Anyway, when "Tord" came back for the second time, Jon could sense that there was something off about his soul. He told Matt and Edd about it, but I was the only one they believed something was wrong. .

(Flashback)

"Tom, can I talk to you for a second?" Jon asked, floating into my room.

"Don't you know how to knock?" I ask, looking at him from the corner of my eye. He was hovering off the floor, floating to me.

"Sorry, Tom. I just really need to tell you something. Its about Tord." he said, sitting next to me in the bed. I perked up at the sound of his name. I let Jon speak, wanting to know what he was going to say,

"So, you know how I can see peoples souls?" he asked.

"I guess I do?"

"Well, Tord's soul doesn't seem real. It seems artifical? Almost man made, to be honest. I don't think this is the real Tord, Tom. It's an impostor." he explained, looking me in the eye. This made sense. Tord never seemed truly happy anymore, even when I'm around. It's unlike him to act so mean to me when we're alone.

"A clone..." I say quietly. "He must be one."

(Flashback end.)

I blink rapidly, trying to adjust to my sudden snap back into reality. The Tord clone looked up at me with no emotion on his face.

"What did you do with the real, Tord?! Where is he?!" I yell at him. A smirk spread across his once emotionless face.

"Oh, Tord? He's fine, we cured the cancer. He's healthy now. Though, I can't say that he's safe." There was a purr in his voice. I shove the gun deeper into his chest, growling.

"Explain!" I demanded, pressing my foot down harder. The clone bit his lip, grunting.

"F-Fine." he breathed out. "Tord came to the Red Army base, knowing that we would have a cure for his lung cancer. Yes, it was experimental, but that's all there is left. We gave the cure to him, but with a price. If we cured him, he had to kill you and you're friends. He agreed and we tried the cure out on him. It worked, and it soon came to be time for him to keep his end of the deal. We were going to get him ready and send him here, but he chickened out. He hated the thought of hurting his friends, especially you. So, we're holding him captive." he explained, looking up at me with fear in his eyes..

"Where do you come in?!" I growl, trying to let what he said sink in. The good thing was, Tord got a cure for his cancer, the bad thing was that he was the army's prisoner. Even though they were black, the Tord clone could see the rage in my eyes.

"I was created by the leader of the army. I was told to do the job that Tord couldn't. Seems like I failed too."He let out a weak chuckle. This was a bit to much for me. I could shoot the clone, and never have a reason to be sad again, or I could keep him alive and force him to bring me to the real Tord, This may not be such a hard descion after all.

(Another Flashback)

"Tom, can I talk to you?" Tord asked, walking over to the tree I was sitting in. He climbed up, sitting next to me on the branch.

"Uh, sure Tord." I look at him, letting him speak.

"So Tom. You know how I told you guys they I was moving to the big city. Well, I kind of lied."

"What do you mean by 'I lied'?" I ask.

"Well, T-Tom, I-I...I have lung cancer." he said, quietly. Wait. LUNG CANCER?! No wonder he was in so much pain when he coughed. The tumor must hurt like hell.

"L-Lung cancer?" I breath out, taking his hand into mine. "Why didn't you tell me about this?" Many other questions filled my head. "W-Why can't you just go to the hospital? Wouldn't it be better there?" I ask, looking around at the destroyed city.

"There aren't any left, Tom. The red army destroyed them a-" He suddenly pulled out a cloth, coughing violently. I gave him a terrified look, tearing up slightly. He eventually pulled the piece of cloth away, showing spots of blood on it. I pull him into a hug, crying into his chest.

"My little hentai loving scientist." I sob, staying close. He sat there, and held me as I cried.

(Flashback end)

Two flashbacks in one day. That's way too much for me.

"I will let you go, but it'll cost you." I decide, moving the gun away from the clones chest.

"W-What is it?" he asked. "I'll do anything. I swear, just let me go!" I let out a shaky sigh, moving my foot. I get off him, pulling the gun away.

The clone slowly got up, stretching its legs, and rubbing its sore stomach.

"Lead the way, clone." I huff, walking out of the run down apartment. He walked me out of gnr apartment building, leading me to an abandoned warehouse.

"This is the mini base that's here in the city. They're keeping Tord here." The clone says.

"How do we get in?" I ask, looking around at the abandoned warehouse.

"We go in through the back." he said walking me to the back of the building. He just casually opened the door, and slipped inside. I arched a brow, and followed him in, looking around. The place was dull and empty, which made sense because it was night time.

"Two questions. How'd you get in so easily, and where is Tord being held?" I ask, looking around. He showed me a key card with Tord's face on it.

"And, he's in there. I'll keep a look out while you get Tord." he said, pointing to a lab. I quickly get in, seeing a sleeping Tord with chains on his wrists.

"T-Tord!" I whisper yelled, looking for keys. He slowly woke up. I soon find the keys, grab them, and unlock his wrists before he knew what was happening.

"Tom?" he exclaimed, hugging me as soon as his wrists were unlocked. "Why are you here?"

"I cane to rescue you." I could see that he was wearing, a red shirt, a lab coat, black pants, and a pair of goggles. "Come on. Let's get you out of here, hun." I take his hand rushing out of the lab. "Clone, come on."

"N-No, I-I'm staying here. Some body needs to take Tord's place." he says, walking over to me. He hugged us, then stwryed heading toward the lab. "Thank you for sparing my life."

"Goodbye Clone." I say, waving a he walked into the lab. Tord and I started walking to the apartment.

"I missed you, Tord.".

"I missed you, too."

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