It was a really cold day, so cold, that she almost thought that it will snow. The grey sky was cloudless, completely melancholic. She sat in the field, listening to the song of the wind. The little body of hers was trembling, her eyes were closed. The cold wind blew once again and she heard horses advance further and further. She heard people's voices, commands, she could almost feel how the blood ran through their veins.
'Captain, there are Titan bodies in that field' someone said and she opened her eyes. There was a tall man with fair hair standing in front of her, gazing to the horrifying scene. 'W-What happened here?' he covered his mouth and kept starring at her. She stood up easily, coughed and glared at people, gathering around. A young, female captain stepped in front, facing her.
'Who are you?' she asked with a deep voice, trying to stand still, without flinching from her glare. She sighed, put her hands in the pockets and looked to the dozen of titan bodies, lying helplessly around her. She heard how people around her began to whisper, she saw the terror in their eyes. They thought she was a monster, they feared her. 'Answer me' female captain demanded and her voice trembled a little. Her icy eyes looked through the field for the last time and she walked up to the female captain. Captain tried to retreat as she tiptoed to reach her ear and whispered those words.
'I am a monster, indeed. I go by a name Irina, yet some of people who survive after encountering me call me Wolf. Do you know why?' she couldn't stop herself from smirking, her eyes narrowing. The female captain stepped back, horror distorting her face, eyes filled with tears.
'Retreat!' she cried out like a caught bird, knowing his death hour has already come. 'I beg you...' tears began to flow through her face. 'I...'
'It's because my victims are always teared into little pieces. Or disfigured, like those little fellows' Irina pointed into Titan bodies. 'So that nobody in the whole earth would be able to say who's body it is.' Only now the members of this squad noticed that Irina was dressed up like any normal Survey Corps member- just there weren't any wings on her back. It almost looked like they were ripped off.
And suddenly there was silence. Nor trees nor birds dared to make a single move. Only a silent melody of blowing wind was the lullaby for the little squad that came into their deaths. And as the blood of Titan mixed with blood of human, Irina slowly turned away, to face the sunset. She calmly saluted it and let out a deep sign.
It was cold outside. So cold, that it felt like it will begin to snow any second now. In a fiend on a hill, both Titan and human bodies disappeared without leaving a trace.
Thank you for reading. Tell me if this story should be continued or not. I don't know, I just felt like writing something new, dark and stuff. So here it is. Shingeki no Kyojin is owned by Hajime Isayama, not me, sadly:( Later on, if I decide to continue the story, there will be two OCs in total, and folks from SnK. Again, ty, review, say want you think. Just don't be rude... I know I'm a failure already...O_O