Can I get a future Tom x Reader where he was kind of brainwashed by Tord the whole time so when he finally gets conscious again he finds out his s/o had died and been turned into some kind of android/cyborg that's devoid of emotion. Lots of angst please!
"Yeah. It happened to all of us." Edd grunted as he sat at the table with Tom and Matt.
He then slammed his fist down rather abruptly, rattling the hard surface. Usually that meant he was about to have another tantrum over the cola ban.
But not this time. He was infuriated for a different reason.
"We got brainwashed by Red Leader into being his friend, doing stupid stuff, chasing after pointless, worthless things...all while he could expand his army without our interference."
"You know..it was odd that I forgave him so quick for ruining my face.." With a grimace Matt held his hand up to his bionic eye, clearly displeased that age and Tord's assault had spoiled his "beauty". "Now I know why. I wonder what else he's ruined.."
Tom's visor displayed an annoyed emote as he looked at his colleague. "You're still mad about that?"
"I have every right to be!!"
"Wow...so anyway.." He paused to take a swig of smirnoff. "I don't think he messed with me at all."
"Didn't you and [y/n] get captured or something?" Matt tilted his head. "Thought you'd at least remember that."
In that moment...Tom realized what he had completely forgotten about.
Something else Tord could've possibly ruined..
In haste he stood up, dropping the bottle to the floor and ignoring the loud shattering. Edd looked quite annoyed at the mess, but his concern made him refocus on Tom, who was already sprinting towards the door.
"I-I need to find [y/n]. Now." Tom whirled around, his visor showing pixelated sweat. "Matt was right..we got captured, and they took them somewhere! B-But I can't..I-I...I need to get home!"
"Now don't be stupid," Edd warned. "We need a strategy if-"
"Screw your strategies!! I'll call if I need help!" Without listening to another word, Tom had left the base.
You were his priority. He didn't know what happened to you after all this time, but he was going to find out even if he died trying.
He wanted..needed to know if you got out or not.
The two men who remained in the room exchanged glances, realizing that they forgot to tell Tom something important.
Something that was a painful and agonizing truth. With the intel they gathered they would've informed him that you were indeed alive.
It took ages for Tom to reach what remained of your house. He could easily be mistaken. For all he knew..you could've been caged in at the Red Army base instead, but his gut feelings screamed for him to check your home first.
Though as he got inside with little resistance, he was suddenly blasted by a red laser beam.
He yelled and dodged it, allowing it to strike the door and leave a hole in it. But as the scrambled digital green pixels of his visor tried to reform themselves, he spotted you.
Almost none of you was human anymore. Only part of your face was.
As for the rest of you, there was no doubt..the gray and red metal that covered your body were all clear indications that..
You were turned into a cyborg.
"[Y/n]..?" He mumbled in disbelief.
"Tom. It's been a while." Your voice was totally devoid of emotion, as was your expression. Nothing in your inflection signified that you missed him or that you were worried about him.
It was like..your whole personality was erased.
"H-Huh..? What...what did he do to you?" He approached you cautiously. "You remember me, right?"
"Of course. Although I died, all my memories have been preserved. I'm still me but with some..obvious changes." You raised your arm, with transformed into a laser gun.
But Tom's heart could only sink as you uttered those two words he never thought he'd hear:
Now he realized what happened:
As he was being brainwashed by Tord after all this time, you were tortured, killed, and converted into a cyborg. The fact your chestplate displayed the Red Army's logo was undeniable proof of that.
You, a human once full of life..a human he once loved, became a killing machine. A mere tool for the Red Army against your will.
If only he had known you'd turn out like this..
Tom's visor shut off as he looked down, gritting his teeth as tears streamed down his cheeks. One by one.
"Tears don't suit you, Tommy."
Feeling a cold metal hand cup his cheek, he allowed you to raise his head up so he could look at you. But he just couldn't understand why this had to happen. And to you, of all people.
Why leave only your memories of your love for him intact?
Why not just get rid of all aspects of you?
Did Tord mean to do this?
Did he want to torture him like this?
No matter. He was going to get those answers soon enough. For now he just wanted to pretend that you were still here with him.
Pretend that you meant those words you spoke with genuine softness and concern.
Pretend that..you were still alive.
His visor flickered back on, displaying a broken heart symbol as he put his hand atop yours. "You..c-came back here on your own, didn't you? I was expecting a trap."
"I only attacked because I wrongfully assumed it was an intruder." You explained. "Red Leader told to stay put here. He said I would be a "surprise" of sorts to you."
"H-Hah, what a fuckin' surprise this was...that son of a bitch." Tears started to fall faster as the ache in his heart grew. Your answer outright confirmed his previous suspicions. "So what now? You're on his side?"
"He created me, but I'm not in servitude to him. So rest assured..I will not betray you." The pad of your thumb brushed away some of his tears, and he couldn't help but smile a bit.
While your face didn't show it, your gestures did.
