In the year of 2006: Tord had just left Edd's house on the morning after their sleepover and was now walking along the sidewalk in order to make his way to the home of his girlfriend at the time, Cheryl. Tord lightly shivered at the brisk, cold air that stung at his skin like needles as he began to ponder over the events of last-night as well as the night before last. Tord had so much fun with Edd last-night that he never wanted to leave his friend's humble apartment. Tord had only left Edd's apartment a few moments ago and he was already beginning to miss Edd.
However, Tord secretly dreaded the thought of returning to Cheryl's home, especially if Rebby were going to be there after everything the overweight-girl had put him through the night prior. Before Tord could even have a chance to knock, the front-door was flung open by Cheryl of whom was quick to pull Tord into a tight bear-hug.
"Tord! I've missed you so much, love!" Cheryl greeted her boyfriend before leading him inside where Rebby waited for him. Seated on the floor, at the coffee-table, next to Rebby was another girl with blonde hair in pigtails of whom was currently in the process of glaring daggers at Tord.
"Come in! Come in! I want you to meet my roommate, Kiki!" Cheryl urged as she practically had to drag Tord into the living-room. Tord's concern only grew upon noticing that Rebby was stifling a snicker as the brunette found himself beginning to wonder just what exactly Rebby had been telling Cheryl's roommate about him.
"I'll be back in a bit; why don't you all have a chat while I go check on the tea and biscuits?" Cheryl suggested before disappearing into the kitchen. As Tord took a seat across from the girls he took notice of the fact that Rebby was whispering something to Kiki that made the blonde giggle.
"What is so funny?" Tord demanded as he narrowed his eyes at them. He had truly had enough of being the punchline of Rebby's jokes.
"Nothing..." Rebby lied with another snicker that only served to infuriate Tord further.
"What is so funny?! What are you laughing at?!" Tord snapped back at them, causing both girls to shrink down in fear. They both seemed to be in shock that Tord was actually standing up for himself for once.
"Am I a clown?! Am I here to amuse you?!" Tord further demanded with a newfound feeling of satisfaction at intimidating his tormentors.
"He can't even speak English, mind you..." Tord managed to hear Rebby whisper to Kiki of whom once again giggled in response.
"I do not speak English?!" Tord repeated back to them, clearly offended.
"Listen..." Kiki began, feeling as if their conversation was none of his business but Tord merely held up a hand to silence her.
"No! Rebby is a big girl; she knows what she said...What do you mean I cannot speak English?! I speak English better than you!" Tord angrily insisted, now furious with Rebby's constant belittling of him.
"No, you don't!" Rebby practically scoffed.
"Yes, I do! I can prove it! What does decapitation mean?" Tord then decided to quiz Rebby on her own English with a smirk.
"I don't think it's a real word; I think you made it up..." Rebby flatly replied.
"No, it is a real word. What does it mean?" Tord clarified before once again asking for the word's meaning.
"I don't know..." Rebby finally gave in with a sigh of frustration.
"It means someone got their head cut off! See? I speak English better than you!" Tord retorted with a smirk.
"This isn't a classroom, Tord!" Kiki scolded as Rebby rolled her eyes in spite of her embarrassment.
"What is everyone having a chat about?" Cheryl inquired as she returned with a tray of tea-cups and actual biscuits, much to Tord's surprise since he had been expecting cookies. Cheryl then took a seat next to Tord as she flashed her two friends a bright smile.
"Just having a chat with Tord about his culture." Rebby lied with false innocence.
"No, you were not!" Tord was quick to angrily call out her lie but then he quickly forced himself to calm down upon remembering what happened with Tom yesterday.
"Anyone care for a roll?" Cheryl then offered, completely oblivious to her boyfriend's discomfort as usual.
"I'll have one!" Rebby eagerly took a biscuit which gave Tord an idea.
"Are you sure you need another one under there?" Tord decided to take a friendly jab at Rebby in order to give her a taste of her own medicine. However the room fell silent as Rebby's lip began to quiver. Just like Tom, Rebby was able to dish the insults but unable to take them as she burst into tears, much to Tord's disgust.
"Tord, what is wrong with you?!" Cheryl demanded as she began to comfort her sobbing-friend.
"I was, how you say? Taking the piss?" Tord sheepishly explained as he now found himself beginning to regret his decision to pick on Rebby in return.
"You should never make fun of a woman's weight; that's going too far!" Cheryl scolded.
"Oh and making fun of the way I talk isn't?! What about pushing me in front of a train, huh?!" Tord demanded, infuriated that his girlfriend was standing up for Rebby instead of him when he was the one who had been relentlessly picked on by her for days.
"You can't expect Kalashnicola to respect women's boundaries..." Kiki then remarked.
"Excuse me?!" Tord was slightly taken aback by the use of his SheezyArt screen-name by his girlfriend's roommate.
"Have you seen the way he draws women's breasts with sticky-outty nipples?" Kiki continued.
"You..." Tord gasped upon recognizing Kiki as his first hate-commenter.
"He's such a pig!" Kiki added as she flashed Tord another glare of disgust.
"Hey, Tord? How much Hentai did you say you had on your computer again? Three-hundred gigabytes?" Rebby then asked with a snicker. Tord began to blush with embarrassment as he looked to Cheryl for help but Cheryl only laughed along with her friends.
As the morning went on, all Tord could think about was how his own girlfriend must really not care about him at all. He silently began to fume, tuning out everything else around him as he remembered the way Cheryl scolded him for attempting to stand up for himself as well as the way Edd stood up for him when Cheryl only enabled her friends' teasing. Tord took a moment to glare down at his untouched-food, wondering if Cheryl had drugged the biscuits like she had done with the brownies the other night. Upon realizing that he was unable to trust his own girlfriend, Tord decided that he was no longer safe in Cheryl's apartment and that he would need to sneak out, deciding that he would stay with Edd for the remainder of his trip.
"I am going to the bathroom..." Tord tried his best not to sound too aggressive as he excused himself.
"He was in and out of the bathroom all night last-night..." Tord overheard. Rebby remark.
"Was he doing something gross?" Tord cringed with disgust when he heard Kiki ask this as he silently wondered what kind of person just asks questions like that?
"Nah, I think he just has the bladder of a puppy..." Tord rolled his eyes at Rebby's last remark before entering Cheryl's bedroom and beginning to pack his suitcase. As Tord aggressively packed his suitcase, he began to feel his blood boiling even more as the urge to just smash something became unbearable. Tord then gritted his teeth before beginning to repeatedly slam his own suitcase against Cheryl's headboard, his eyes wide and blood-shot with rage.
"What are you doing?!" Kiki asked at the concerning sight since she had entered the bedroom to retrieve Cheryl's cellphone for her. Tord jumped before glaring over at Kiki with a look of pure hatred.
"Get out!" Tord demanded before stomping over to Kiki and attempting to grab her by the hair. However, Tord was shocked to find that he had just snatched a wig from Kiki's head. Kiki screamed as her real hair was revealed to be dark-brown and braided into tight corn-rows.
"GET OUT!" Tord demanded again before throwing the wig at Kiki and shoving her back out of the bedroom. He then slammed the door in her face before quickly continuing to pack. Shaken, Kiki crookedly put her wig back on before returning to the living-room.
"I think your boyfriend's lost it..." Was all Kiki could bring herself to say. Concerned for her boyfriend's well-being, Cheryl got up to check on Tord, her concern growing once he had exited the bedroom pulling his suitcase behind him.
"Tord? What are you doing?" Cheryl questioned as she quickly followed after him.
"I am a pig, Cheryl! I am sniffing around for more food!" Tord spun around to snap back at her before continuing on his way.
"What?! Where are you going?!" Cheryl demanded as she chased after him.
"Back to Edd's house where guests are treated with respect and not insulted at the doorstep!" Tord retorted before flinging open Cheryl's front-door. He winced as the cold, icy wind blew snow into his face before angrily storming out of the house and slamming the door behind him in the process. Tord was oblivious to the fact that Cheryl was chasing after him as he fought back tears, only coming to a stop once he had reached the train-station.
"Tord..." Cheryl panted once she had finally caught up to him. Tord refused to look at her as he continued to glare straight-ahead.
"When Edd's friend picked on me, Edd defended me and told him to stop...Edd thinks my art is good enough to use in his animations...What does that say about you? You don't care about me..." Tord's voice broke as he finally began to vent his true feelings to his girlfriend.
"Please stay...I'll make Kiki and Rebby leave for the night..." Cheryl promised, now feeling guilty for failing to side with her boyfriend earlier.
"Why?" Tord asked her, wondering why she was suddenly willing to stick up for him now.
"I saw that picture of you with that fangirl...I didn't like it..." Cheryl admitted to feeling jealousy for Tord.
"It was just a picture..." Tord insisted with a roll of his eyes.
"IIIII didn't like it..." Cheryl reaffirmed with a playful smirk.
"You hurt me..." Tord turned to face Cheryl with tears still in his eyes.
"Yes..." Cheryl acknowledged.
"Don't ever do it again..." Tord darkly warned before allowing Cheryl to lead him back to her apartment. In the present-day: Bing used his hacking skills to track down The New SheezyArt Head-Quarters since he and Tom planned to confront Tord face-to-face.
"Yep...Tord was definitely here..." Tom felt deeply disturbed as he took note of the maggots and flies that now picked at the rotting, severed, impaled heads of Sherrod as well as Andrew. Bing had barely even touched the front-doors' handles before both of the double-doors instantly swung open.
"Ow! Hey! Get off of me, you mangey, little-!" Tom exclaimed once Marcel began to viciously attack the leg of his pants.
"Well, well, well, look at what the dog dragged in..." Gary announced as he and Leila stepped out of the shadows, both pointing their Rifles at their intruders.
"We don't want any trouble; we just want to talk..." Tom swore, holding his hands up to reveal that he had no weapons as Bing cowered behind him. Gary's glare softened as he lowered his Rifle before exchanging an unsure glance with Leila. The two siblings then lead their intruders over to the blood and vomit-stained couch at gun-point.
"Mind the broken-glass..." Leila warned as Tom and Bing reluctantly took their seats upon the filthy couch. Leila sat in one of the chairs across from them with a firm glare upon her countenance as Gary menacingly towered over them.
"If you try to harm me, my sister or our dog in any way, I will pull out my Pistol and shoot you in the head...If you tamper with or try to take anything, I will pull out my Pistol and shoot you in the head...Just so we are clear: If you try to hurt anyone or mess with anything, what happens?" Gary quizzed his hostages.
"You'll pull out your gun and shoot us..." Tom repeated.
"Where?" Gary questioned.
"In the head..." Bing shakily replied.
"It is a Pistol by the way..." Leila corrected before an awkward silence fell over the group.
"Where is Tord?" Tom was the first to break the silence.
"Not here..." Gary sharply responded.
"I just want to talk to him..." Tom reassured the siblings that he meant their younger-brother no harm.
"It is too late for that..." Gary coldly admitted.
"Oh, come on! Tord can't seriously be this mad about something that happened nearly a decade ago!" Bing finally snapped from the sheer frustration of the situation.
"Bing..." Tom nervously spoke up in an attempt to calm his friend before he provoked the siblings to attack them.
"Many things..." Leila corrected them once again.
"W-What?" Bing inquired.
"Many things happened to Tord to make him the way that he is today..." Leila began to explain as a single-tear cascaded along her cheek.
"A person can only take so much before they snap...Online: He was made fun of, daily, sent death-threats and told to kill himself...Even SheezyArt's admins removed his art and eventually banned him...In real-life, he was bullied, physically until he was forced to quit his first job...
He feared for his life on a daily-basis..." Leila continued as she began to recall the first day that Tord had finally snapped. When she saw one of Tord's bullies land upon one of the steel, out-door benches, shattering his spine upon impact, Leila was convinced that Tord had killed one of his bullies that day. However, Tord merely crippled the boy for life, a fate worse than death in Leila's opinion. Leila remembered rushing to the School's upper-balcony in concern for her youngest-sibling only to be horrified at just how brutally Tord was attacking another one of his bullies.
"Tord, Stop!" Although, Leila personally felt that Tord's bullies deserved worse, she pulled her younger-sibling off of the second bully out of fear that Tord might get in trouble if she allowed him to go too far and kill this boy. Tord responded by elbowing her in the nose with enough force to shatter her nose upon impact. Leila fell to the ground, blood pouring from her nose as she fearfully looked up at her baby brother.
"I will never forget that look in his eyes..." Leila let out a shaky sob as she averted her gaze to the floor before continuing her story.
"I am not even sure if he could recognize me...I could barely recognize him, myself... It was the first time I have ever been afraid of my baby brother...Those eyes..." Leila remembered being unable to look Tord in the eyes as he knelt down in front of her.
"Look at me...Look...at...me..." Tord demanded, smacking his trembling-sister hard, across the face when she failed to obey his command. As Leila's fearful gaze met with Tord's cold, dead eyes, Tord grinned at her with an unnaturally, wide, toothy grin.
"Look into my eyes...There is nothing left...You can leave me alone now..." Tord's voice was almost giddy in spite of the empty soullessness of his eyes.
"He was right...There was nothing left...To say he was dead inside...It were as if I were staring into the soulless eyes of a corpse, kept alive by only hatred and a thirst for blood...A zombie..." Leila finally described to Tom and Bing the look in Tord's eyes that could make even his most loyal of followers flinch with fear.
"T-Tord? It's me, Leila!" Leila remembered sobbing as she strived to get her brother to just recognize her. Tord snarled in response but he did tilt his head in curiosity.
"Can you hear me?" Leila begged as Tord shook his head in order to snap out of the instinctual state he had fallen into.
"L-Leila? W-What happened?! Where am I?!" All anger faded into sadness, confusion and fear as Tord began to cry like a small-child. Leila was quick to pull her sobbing-brother into a tight, protective hug before leading him away from their College's Campus before the police could be called.
"Gary and I have learned long ago that when Tord gets this way, it is best to not be in his way when he lashes out..." As Leila concluded her story, Tom and Bing exchanged worried glances before they were promptly kicked out by Gary.
"You have until nightfall tomorrow to get yourselves and your families out of London..." Gary warned before slamming the double-doors in Tom and Bing's faces, causing the two to once again exchange worried glances as they pondered over what they should do next.