Arguments, war, fighting— that was all normal in the world everybody lived in. The futuristic new world that Tord— or otherwise known as the "Red Leader" made for people to live in. People basically walked on eggshells now that the red army had control over many of the cities and towns that crossed throughout the UK. Coke— the drink had been deemed as an illegal drug in this world by Tord whom never could really forget the past and what he had done.

The cities and towns were basically a war zone everyday fighting against people whom were stupid enough to rebel and try to fight against the red army. It never quite ended well since the red army was more advanced than a normal rebellion could be in this time or position.

The streets were quiet and grim— like always. It was as quiet as it could be, you could even hear the slightest russle or cough from a walking soldier whom were set to patrol the areas in case of people whom were in the rebellion showed up. Tord— or well the Red Leader was a ruthless man now.. He wasn't weak like his past self- no he could never be like that, not again. He had to do what was important to him, and that was taking over the world..

“Tch— when are we going to find him, hes right under my nose I can feel it..”

Tord quietly scoffed underneath his breath, they had been searching for the Leader of the rebellion for ages and it was like the person was always a few steps ahead of him and his army.