Hey guys this is my first fanfiction and everything happens in this, is of my own imagination there are no spoilers in this, anything that happens that doesn't follow the first season is my own theory's on what could happen or what is going to happen.
The sky turned black as the grey clouds obstructed the view of the stars, the boys only map gone, the hope of getting back was dwindling by the minute. Armin stood, his palm flat out against the fir trees bark as support as the day's events rushed up to him, his adrenaline faded leaving nothing but tiredness to follow. His blue hues searched down into the horde of titans all staring up, their hands opening and closing as trying grasp the survey corps members though at least luck was on their side as the titans were too small to reach, the tallest was that of a 6-meter class.
Armin leant back against the trunk and slid down to a sitting position next to Connie who was cradling his dislocated shoulder, neither one of them had the experience nor knowledge to pop the bone back into place, fearing if they tried they would make matters worse.
They opted to sit and wait wishing the titans would grow tiresome and leave though they both knew that was more than unlikely, nothing could kill them except a precise cut to the back of the neck and neither one had the confidence to go single handily against the ten titans surrounding the tree, with the small amount of gas that remain in their canisters, zipping out of the area was out of the question and even if they did get out of the way there were no horses to return them back to the wall Rosa.
"Great what are we to do? No horses, barely any gas, no stars, a dislocated shoulder and no escape this is great! I wish Eren was here he would go barging straight into them no question. I screwed up so bad, sorry Armin" Connie voice came out in a whisper his eyes clenched shut as he tried to hold back the tears. Armin's lips turned into a weak smile as he placed a hand on Connie's shoulder. "Don't worry look on the Brightside were not alone." Armin's words made the green eye male look up. "you should have left me Armin! You could of went with the others you'd be safe behind the walls by now!" Connie turned sharply towards the blonde and regretted instantly as his fact twisted in pain at the movement of the shoulder.
"Hey, I won't leave you that's not what friends would do, beside even if I did I wouldn't be able to live with the guilt knowing I left you to die" Armin's hands formed fists as he lowered his head. Tears too were falling from his eyes wetting the white fabric of his trousers.
A snapping in the distance had the male's heads whipping up and trying to zero in on the direction the sound came from. Their eyes widening as they stilled hoping and wishing that it was not a ten-meter class or higher titan for if that giant was to approach, their spot on their tree will no longer reside as their safe heaven.
Another noise soon followed this one was closer and was that of what they could make out to be a 3D manoeuvre gear grappling hook punching into a tree and locking in. The bark groaned under the weight of the object on the other end, both boys were facing outwards, where the tree branch they were perched on, thinned to a twig. Both spines straightened instantaneously when the cool, sharp, metallic object found itself hit home between both of their heads. They held their breaths when a black, bulky figure that had horns sprouting from its head, landed in a crouch on their branch. The silver snake that was the hook whipping back into cloak of the being before them.
The survey corps members both coughed and held their nose in the stench of what was rolling of this creature. Armin had deemed whatever it was, it was intelligent enough to figure out the 3D gear. Connie and Armin both pressed themselves together and back up as far as they could into the tree.
The black mass stood slowly, its black and blooded hand reached into its cloak and brought out a too familiar sword, that each army registered member was given. The sword was raised up into the air, the head of this newcomer was covered by the skin of a deer it was blocking the view of the facial features.
As the black, stench of decayed mass came closer, the sword posed ready to strike, Connie pushed himself from the tree and placed himself in front of Armin. His dark green cloak the only thing that hid the boys' injury, flew out behind him. With his one good arm Connie brandished his own sword and held it out in front of him. The deer's head tilted to the side as if studying his movements, like a mirror the creature lowered its sword as it copied Connie.
"when I say run, you run Armin!" Connie yelled, the groaning of the titans getting louder as if they could sense the fighting above them. Connie ran his sword coming round to strike at the being's flank, his warrior cry ringing out loud before being drowned out by the titans below. In one simple motion the silver sword parried against Connie's blunted one and slid down the edge creating sparks as the being quickly followed after, Connie's head was inches from the skinned fur one. Its spare fur hand, clenched into a fist swinging it to form a back hand and connected with the tan boys face with a crack. A scream erupted from Connie as he landed on his knee then fell flat on his front his eyes stinging with tears as his screams turned silent as his dislocated shoulder smacked into the rough bark.
The sword was raised once again this time its tip pointing straight down to aim for Connie's back, Armin was too shocked to move, his mouth hung agape. The sword came down, aimed for the back of Connie's back, just as moon light filted through the thick canopy of tree leaves did Armin move just as the sword stopped in motion.