Warning! This oneshot contains death. *Btw, this is an alternate ending for the episode "The End: Part 2".

Tord was lying on the ground of where he crashed from the giant robot incident that happened just a few moments ago. He thought about the many horrible things he has done. He killed many, including Jon. He punched Matt's face, giving him a black eye. He betrayed Edd.

Tord was a traitor now. He knew it. He now regrets everything that he has done. Why was he even trying to take over the world? Why would he be so selfish?

There was one thing that upsets Tord the most. More than betraying Edd. More than killing many people.

He almost killed Tom. The one that the norwegian had feelings for, despite the fact that Tom hated him. Tord acted like he hated him, although he really didn't. What was the point of even trying to show your feelings to somebody that hates you? It's not like somebody who hates you would want to be your boyfriend all of a sudden. There was one thing that Tord wanted now. He just wanted to see Tom one last time.

Tord was dying. Because of that harpoon gun. Because of Tom. But Tord couldn't care less that Tom would be the reason for his death. But why would he want the last person to see in his life to be the one who would have killed him? He wanted to confess. That's why.

But, unfortunately, there is a good chance that Tom won't be the last person that the communist sees.

Tord continued to just lay there on the ground as he continued to lose blood. It wouldn't be very long before the end for him comes. He shut his eyes.

All of the adventures that Tord, Edd, Matt, and Tom had together. It all will end soon. For Tord, at least. Maybe not for the others. As the norwegian was closer to greeting his death, while multiple memories flashed in his mind, and then the fact that he did plenty of terrible things, this one question remained in his thoughts.

Why am I so cruel?

As the communist thought about this, it wasn't very long before he heard a familiar voice.

"Tord..."

Tord opened his eyes as his thoughts disappeared. He looked up at the person staring at him. Although his vision was a little blurry, he could tell that tears were rolling down his face. Why was he crying? He stopping Tord from claiming the world to be in his grasp.

The man sat down on his knees, and held the soon-to-be dead traitor in his arms.

"I'm sorry..." He sobbed. "T-Tord? Tord!? TORD!!? Please wake up! Say something at least? Please?"

The figure looked at the body wrapped in his arms. He hugged him tighter and whimpered. He truly was sorry. He didn't intend to murder the communist. Even after what Tord has caused. After all of the chaos that he has created. Tom would never have the heart to kill anybody. Not even his worst enemy.

It turned out, Tord wasn't dead yet. Tom figured this out when Tord weakly hugged Tom.

"It's fine..." Tord quietly said. "If anything, I should be sorry. Not you. Which, I am sorry. I know this hasn't ended well for anybody. Especially not for Jon and I. Remember all those adventures? Well... I guess that you could continue them, although I won't be there. I'll just be a corpse. But hey, it's alright. I deserved this. I deserved to die. You served justice to me. I honestly have done many terrible things throughout my life. Yet I always got away with it. I guess we can both say that this is the end for me..."

Tears continued to roll down Tom's face as he hugged Tord even tighter.

"Oh, and one more thing," Tord continued. "I love you, in case you didn't know. But... I guess we can't be in a relationship. You hate me, right? Besides, I'm already almost dead... Well... goodbye."

Tord's grip loosened as he shut his eyes. He won't be able to open them any longer. His life was gone now.

All that Tom was hugging now was a bloody corpse.