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All Characters belong to Edd Gould and his family, as well as Matt Hargreaves. "What was taking so long?" Tord couldn't help but wonder, every one second dragging on into a full sixty. Here the Red Leader lay in his bed, babied every hour by his concerned soldiers. Tord usually enjoyed the attention he received, but this was too much. He was hurting, in more ways that one. So much has occurred to him all at once, and his head pounded like a drum. Why had he done that? Where had his sanity been all those years? Were the words that left Tom's mouth true? The explosion had been like a smack to the face, a wake up call to his brain that had gone on vacation for 7 whole years, only to return and give him wave of ample agony for the next month or so. But, even after all that had happened, he couldn't keep his mind off of his friends. Were they is friends? He wasn't so sure anymore. There was something he had to do, something he couldn't do from his limited spot on his mattress. He had to set things right. No matter how much it would hurt.
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