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warning this is a WIP, and it has a big gay

im sorry for what your about to read. (thats for my part)

Edd’s POV: It’s been three years since the Red Army took over. Me and Eduardo started a rebellion, currently hiding in the only part of the forest the Red Army hasn’t taken over by now. God, it reeks. The forest smells of blood, and worse- corpses. You can hear gas pumps stomping in the distance, powering the buildings he raided. Eduardo would walk over to me, and sit down. The grass was wet, but he laid his coat down first to make sure he didn’t get wet. “You alright?” He’d say, a low whisper exiting his mouth, yet it sounded concerned, surprising considering how much tone can be put into a whisper that quiet. “Yeah, Yeah I’m fine. Just-” I cut myself off to look away and cross my arms, which could rest at my knees pulled up to my chest. “What if he finds us?” I’d whisper back, keeping my head turned.

“Listen, they won’t. Mark’s got us covered, He’ll make sure we’re not-” He’d be cut off by one of the survivors, rushing up to Eduardo, tripping over his coat and falling to the ground. “Eduardo! It’s the-” She’d start, before Eduardo put his index finger over his pursed lips. “What?” He’d whisper. “It’s Mark.” I’d look over to Eduardo panicked. I could see his heart sink, as if it were a battleship going under. “That means they’re here..” He’d look at his hands, almost as if he believed a handgun was there. “Eduardo, we have to go.” I’d stand up quickly, whispering and holding out my hand. The cold winds hit me like a bullet, as he got up and placed his coat on my shoulders. “You go. I’ll find you, just get Matt and get of here. I’ll get the others.” He’d pat my shoulder, before running into the gunfire.

How could I leave him? What did he think I would do? I looked back, to see Eduardo already in the heat of battle. He’s going to be alright. I’d run off to the distance, where a few people were hiding, including Matt. “Edd? Edd, are we going to be okay?!” He’d yell, running to me, and holding my arms firmly. “Eduardo’s getting everyone else. We need to run, quickly!” I’d grab his hand, and run off into the woods. Others began to run behind us, but got shot eventually.

Slowing down now could mean death. My feet hurt like hell, as if we were running into pins and needles. A couple times, we heard bullets go past us, but we got out unscaved, almost. “There, a cave. We can stay there.” Matt pointed out, the ginger much taller than me was almost furious. “Okay, hopefully the others have the same idea..” I’d shake my head and walk inside, Matt still holding onto my hand after I let go a few minutes ago.

Tord’s POV “Checkmate, I win.” I said as I gently placed a knight in the place where Tom’s king once stood tall. Tom looked down at his chess piece, wondering what he did wrong for his king to fall so quickly, I’d presume. “Well played, Red leader” Tom said as he grudgingly held out his hand for a handshake. I looked at Tom’s hand and gently pushed it down. “Tom, I told you: Don’t call me ‘red leader’ anymore, you can call me by my real name.” Tom looked up, and said gingerly; “of course, Tord.” Tom put down his hand and looked up at me. We locked eyes for a second, Right before any more time, Someone opened the door to the room. “Red leader, sir; are you free today for a meeting? We need to discuss our next attack.“ The soldier said. I sighed deeply “What time?” I said “Fourteen hundred hours, Sir. (14:00 - 2:00 pm)” the young soldier continued to ramble “Should I get Patr-” I cut the soldier off by holding up one finger. “Don’t even think of it

“Don’t even think of it, Private.” I scowled, folding my arms behind my back. I looked back at Tom, mindlessly staring at me; motionless. man I regret life right now also thats it.