(Tom's POV)
It's been one night since I decided to try and stop Kov, and I'm already exhausted. I'm lying on the couch, flipping through channels on the T.V. and trying to keep my eyelids open. I sigh, nothing good is on. All the channels were showing marathons of 'Professor Why'. I stand up and head for the kitchen. Maybe a glass of water would wake me up (inside). I pick up a clean glass and reach for the sink handles. Just then I hear a knock on my door.
"Ughh..." I groan as I make my way back to the door. I open it and see Edd with pleading eyes. Oh no.
"Heyy...Tom, I kinda need you to go out and buy some cola for me..."
"...can't you do it yourself?"
"I have to do some commissions that are due tomorrow, and I really need cola to keep me awake." He explained. "Please?" He goes with puppy-dog eyes.
"Fine." I respond, too tired to retort. I walk to my room, grab the first hoodie I see and slip it on. It's the one with cat ears on. I sigh and walk back out the door, grabbing my keys along the way.

~Timeskip to him going home~

The sky was becoming purple as night was falling. I walked slowly to enjoy the view on the way home. I pass by dark and empty alleyways, not having a care in the world.
...
"Hey host," Groaning I answer,
"What the hell do you want?"
"Y'know, alleyways are a perfect place to find victims."
"Hell no. I told you I didn't want to murder people."
"Yeah, but you're tired, aren't you? Just sleep and let me takeover."
"Bitch, no means no—" I feel a strong arm pull me into a dirty alleyway. I get pinned to the wall, the attacker holding a knife to my throat.
"I'm gonna make this quick and easy, you better give me all your goddamn money or I slit your throat." He said menacingly.
"Like hell I woul—GHK!" He pushes the knife closer to my neck, cutting it slightly. I gasp from the pain, my adrenaline kicking in.
"Run, you don't want to die, do you?"
With as much force as I can muster I push the mugger away and attempt to run. Thanks to my fatigue, I barely make it to the street before getting pulled back again.
"Kill him." He stabs me in the shoulder, ripping the hoodie fabric and twisting the knife around causing my wound to open more. I felt the cold metal moving inside my flesh. Warm blood gushed out and streamed down my arm.
"UGH! You are useless!" Before I could scream from the pain, Kov partially takes over.
"No one hurts my host." He said with a growl, pulling the attacker's arm away with inhuman strength. He wanted to finish the job, but I took off before he could even get close. My adrenaline getting me to my apartment door and knocking. I heard shuffling and a click. Tord opened the door, standing to the side, not bothering to look at me and instead staring at his phone. I feel my adrenaline slowing down, the pain hitting me at full force.
"FUCK!" I shout as I clutch my shoulder. I fall onto my knees. Tord whipped his head around, staring at me.
"Thomas! What happened?" He said with what sounded like genuine worry.
"O-oh it's n-nothing, just g-got stabbed i-in the s-shoulder, no big d-deal," I say sarcastically through gritted teeth. I feel the blood seeping through my fingers. He dialed a number on his phone and spoke into it.
"Edd, come over quick. Bring some gauze. Don't ask."

"If you just let me takeover, you wouldn't be in this situation."
"FUCK OFF!" I yell.
"Witness, what is your problem?! I'm trying to help you!" Tord exclaimed to me angrily. I groan in pain, still holding on to my shoulder. Heavily breathing, I respond,
"I wasn't...*huff*..talking to you..." My voice was getting weaker.
"TOM!" I hear Edd exclaim, his voice sounded muffled. I look and see him and Matt looking at me with panic. I see my vision fading as I heard the muffled and panicked voices around me. With that, I collapsed onto my side, closing my eyes.
"You weakling,"