||Tom's Point of View||

//Norway, Red Army's Main Base - 1:30 AM//

I watched in horror as the match dropped, engulfing my Paul's right arm, quickly spreading upwards.

The sight of his burning flesh... Was enough.

"JACKSON I'LL GO, JUST SAVE PAUL!!" I screeched, clenching the table. Jackson smirked deviously.

"Will do sugar."

I felt a wave of relief wash over me as water was poured onto Paul. The fire had only managed to get up to his right ear before stopping. The screen went black as the call ended.

"Tom I-"

"I have a plan Tord."

Tord looked up at me, worry filling his eyes. He was crying, and I couldn't blame him.

I turned my head seeing Patryk who was leaning against the desk breathing heavily, tears falling down his cheeks. I couldn't help but sympathize with him. Holding Patryk close, I hugged him tightly. "It's Okay Pat, we're gonna get him back.... I promise."

Pat looked up at me, tears filled his eyes as he was now full on sobbing. Tord joined the hug too, as we both comforted Pat's to our best ability.

The screen lit up, giving us an address, along with a text.

"Go against the agreement and I'll rip Paul limb from limb."

I held my breath, looking at my lover.

"Are you sure you wanna do this Tom?-"

"Of course! Paul is family, he can't be replaced." I stated firmly, glaring Tord down. He nodded softly, hugging me tightly.

"I love you, Tom."

"I-I love you too Tord."

Pulling away, I began to explain the plan.

When I turned myself into Jackson in exchange for Paul, Tord and Pat would get the hell away from there as fast as they could.

I'd then turn on Jackson, killing him and escaping. From there, Tord and I would meet up on the outskirts of Oslo where we would drive back up to the base.

They both nodded, understanding the plan. I gave a serious look to both of them before taking a breath.

We all left the room going to our rooms to get suit up. Tord and Pat brought small handguns in case Jackson tried to pull a fast one on us. I brought no weapons, however, considering the fact I was going to try and kill Jackson with my monster form. Over the year, I had been gaining more control over what I did.

When we had all our gear, we met up at the black pickup truck outside the base.

Sitting in the passenger's seat, I felt my heart flutter as my adrenaline raced.

There was no turning back now.