Chapter One:
My Death Bed
"It's the year 850 and man kind is dying out." Standing on the stage Petra can feel herself staring at the crowd. A man is looking back at her, its her Father she can't remember his name. The darkness steals it away. She finds herself unable to move she's to terrified all eyes on her. They belonged to fractured people without faces.
They've been sucked dry horrified she can see blood stains in the darkness the faint outline of chairs their silhouettes even more ominous. Something moving in the dark she tries to warn them but instead, "It's the year 850," she repeated in the same tone word for word. She can see a pair of lip children standing around her.
Some are missing arms, legs, and eyes, blood is dripping from wounds. Candles are floating all around her the whisperings has become louder. "And man kind is dying out," she says at last but this time another voice has added. Then another, and another she can't make out gender its like their mocking her whispering all at once.
"Louder," a voice a man speaks from the side, she can see his stern face staring at her. He has crooked teeth such horrible teeth. He has a head on his plate a fork in the other, the head is talking it's saying something she can't understand.
"Man kind is dying out," she said the words like this is normal. What is going on here? What is normal anyways? Confusion hits her she struggles to make sense of it all. The gruesome site makes her want to gag but she can't.
"What did you say?" a women laughs in the distance smoking a cigarette. "It is my duty to live as long as I can for the future- her lips stutter she can see blood dripping from her finger tips. The stage trembles she can't do it.
The platform is huge where have the other children gone? She can hear the sound of a bite. A titian here? She turns around looking in the darkness a child has torn out the throat of another. Blood hot blood splutters all over her face.
That horrible face...that horrible face is coming for her the face on the plate starts to hop like a child's toy. Who cares she told herself why dose it matter anymore? Why dose it matter? Still it began to blur all around her the people began to merge into one being.
Dull, numbness, pain,aspiration and perspiration the pain is more like an echo and she cannot hear anything. A drumming sound it sounds like the pistons in the three dimensional manoeuvre gear, it moves rushing through her ears. The iron wire propels the life line over head. Shadows bloom kissing her corpse.
A small groan escapes her lips, she can only hear the sounds of the beast burning whispering into her ears. What is that sound? The death cries of her companions, some barley mange a chaste whisper. "We have to find him," Him? Who is him? Mostly what companions?
Darkness...its all she knows, just who am I? She thought wondering to herself. Deep down she can hear the faint whispers. The whispers trying to tell her a name but she can't listen it just feels so wrong, somethings wrong.
A face distort twisted, those horrible eyes looking at her his flesh torn from his mouth his teeth grinning from ear to ear. The voice seemed to come from it, she found her fingers trembling her heart pounding in her chest. A groan of pain leaked out of her throat, "Did you hear that?" she heard it again someone is talking.
Someone is coming to her something horrible. A whizz a whirl she can hear it above her, the sound of some strange machine moving in the deep depth of her mind. It's coming, what ever it is a sense of dread fulfils her. Just let go, she told herself give into the nothingness that surrounds you.
That horrible sound her eyes she just can't open them, "Levi," the word leaked out her throat, I'm so sorry that I failed you. Whoever you are...It's just too much for me to take. But still it seemed to hurt not knowing who he is. Who she even is she knows she's dying but that's about it.
"She's alive?" disbelief again, "More titans are coming we have to get going." a voice like a monster her ears hurt. A whimper of pain escapes her throat, someone has touched her causing agony "Your going to make it," he didn't sound very convincing. Make what?
Its so comfortable in the sweet damp darkness theirs some pain but its like its dose not belong to her. Almost like the agony belongs to someone else. Perhaps the face that haunted her staring at her, she couldn't make out any distinct features.
Another throb of harsh agony its coming from her face this time, her forehead feels hot. A hand touches her, "She's burning up," her lips tremble. Her fingers feel weak she can hardly feel them nothing but heat. She feels so cold at the same time, its kind of odd and she can smell the horrible taste of blood.
"The titians their coming," A titian? How could she forget? etched in her mind a face of one of those monsters haunt her. Ugly blurred monsters hands reaching for her Levi always said they made the most ugly of faces.
Again that name she couldn't put a face to, those eyes those horrible eyes. Groaning she felt a small grunt escape her. Her breathing intensified something is over her face, "Just relax," some rustling something soft is wrapped around her head. They had made the mistake of touching her. The pain isn't that bad.
Until the other voice speaks she screams at once a hand goes over her mouth. "Dammit," he cursed, "We have no choice." frustration she could hear the sound of him moving. She can hear his confidence wavering.
Eyes wide with terror she can see a man sitting over top of her. Glorious light burns her eyes sending wave of golden to white light burning her eye lids. A face sits squatting over top of her. Some trees are moving she can hear them rustling she's screaming but she's biting into the hand.
Another is holding her in place her heart pounds her ears hurt so bad she can hardly understand. They say something more speaking. Grunting she nearly bites her tongue jerking hard to the right more blood spills from her wounds. Pain in her gut her hands reaches out clumsily someone grabs her cherry red hand.
It hurts so much saliva spits falling out of her mouth like droll. Like a drooling baby it hurts so much she resorts to grunting. The wound on her stomach what ever she couldn't feel her legs, why couldn't she feel them?
They hold onto it tightly griping her numb hand her face is wide open staring at him. Blood drips from her hair, her forehead spilling into her mouth. Nostrils flaring he looked shocked at her ability to move, "Were trying to help you," but even as he said it she's too far gone.
"Pin her down," No, no, no this cannot be happening not to her. Theirs no way that she can become that, something wrong with her. The pain is swelling. "Let me, take care of your injures," he begged, "But you have to be quite."
The pain the knife the sword is swinging down closer over her torso, "I'm sorry," he spoke tears dripping down his face. Wait she knows this face doesn't she? The mans face seemed to morph, twisting like a dark cloud. Eren someone told her deep in the back of her mind.
The sound of a blade stabbing into flesh cutting chunks of ripe flesh off. She knew that sound! Levi! It made her sick at the thought of killing animals. And now their cutting her, cutting her with the blade. She can see it becoming bloodier by the moment. Her flesh stuck onto it, but it dose not hurt her what the skin they cut.
This dose not comfort her it has the opposite effect, "Don't say that," scolded the other man whoever he is. Whoever they are, "LEVI!" She screamed in protest defying her captors, "Captain," she whimpered in her pain her teeth felt sharp she jerked back crippling pain running up her back.
"Hold her still!" He commanded grabbing a hold of her hip, this she dose feel. She lets out a sobbing sound crying like when she lost her Mother. Hot rolling tears it burns her eyes hurt, she screams harder into her cloth but he's jammed his entire hand into her mouth by now. She can hear him breathing above her.
Gasping her fingers her arms wouldn't work properly she hit the man who pinned her to the floor holding his head in her lap. Breathing hard she felt her shoulders thunk onto the floor not helping with the pain.
Shoving her head from side to side her neck squirmed hot fresh flame burned all over her. Fingers felt crippling like they wouldn't work. Reaching out they must be broken her pain gets horrible causing her to nearly pass out. Reaching she can see her fingers red stained her eyes widen dilating staring off into the distance.
She can see him laying there Eld Jinn his torso is covered in blood she can't take her eyes off of his corpse. Birds, ravens are feasting on it fluttering their wings, prey and predator. She can't turn away she can see blonde hair blurring her vision. It's like time had disappeared she tried to remember tried to see.
A single horrible eye stared back at her blue in colour and it was not friendly it overcame all her vision when it happens. Another shuddering pain but she can't hear nothing, she hears it the sound of power crushing her friends like ants. The 3D Manoeuvre gear they have it she needs it.
A scream of desperation breaks out of her throat, somehow it hurts so much she can't make a voice. Eyes wild the world spins out of control. "Kill me," she screams beneath babbles that make no sense to her own ears.
Shuddering she jerks the other way when the man gets to work at her injuries. "Hold still," he ordered bringing the blade back into her line of site. Which isn't much it has become red, blurry she's going to fade into darkness.
"Dammit," she hears a curse as he grabs a hold of her head jamming another cloth into her mouth. In an attempt to save his hand. Breathing through her nose her throat struggles she can hear something moving. A predator in the distance the trees call out the wind pushing them along.
"No, we can't do that," he heard a voice behind her, "We have to save you," but she can't hold it in, she can feel the hand of the man who tried to hold her in place. Fighting like her life depended on it she tried to get away from them.
The man goes to work hacking something up, the sound makes her sick she vomits into the cloth. The pain in her gut grows bigger she feel so terribly dizzy. But she had stopped fighting it felt dull, the pain had lessened somewhat.
The sound of a horse snorting of voices drawing near, "What are you two doing here?" demanded a voice she knew it but she couldn't put her voice on it. The sound dragged her pulled her out of her thoughts. She knew that sound, the sound of a cart. "Your suppose to be with Levi," the man grunted.
The hacking sound made her sick she could taste the burning scent of puke he cleared her throat then. Wiping with a fresh one dripping water into her mouth. It drips she can feel it on her tongue, feel the hot liquid like acid. But she can hardly see anything anymore she's become completely helpless.
"She's alive," the mans voice began to become indistinctive they said something more between the two. She caught brief moments of what they said but she could feel a hand gently brushing her hair. "It'll be over soon." the demon said to her.
But somethings wrong she cannot move her legs. They must have cut them off...she told her self. Frightened with pain she could see the face morphing becoming someone else. The demons voice seems to match his face as someone she knows looks back at her. Those hated filled gleaming red eyes.
The man is moving frantically now he has bandages in his hands. Dully shes become so weak she cannot move. The man is working she heard the sound of a giant moving in the bushes. The sound of people screaming in the distance.
More people have shown up, "She's part of Levi's team," she heard someone say yes, Levi her Captain. She whispered trying to say Captain the C is all she managed someone moved besides her kneeling down.
She must be wounded but shes to terrified too look. It must be bad she knows that at least her breathing hasn't quieted down her heart race has increased so much she feels as ifs its about to burst out of her flesh.
"God dammit!" The man curses she chomps down almost chocking on the glove. A fresh wave of tears pouring down her death pale face. Gagging she shudders clawing on whoever hold her in place. Her entire chest moving ragged.
What she sees makes her want to die even more. An stump has been wrapped up in cloth how long she dose not know. Her other leg is discoloured and has been chopped off. She can see it the flesh that use to connect to her skin.
The man is covered stained from head to toe in her blood and chunks of flesh. She stares at him looking straight through him. He has bandages over both of her stumps her chest he reaches for her but its too late she can't say a word.
He looks like he might faint, "Do your best she is important," the man besides her said loudly over the sound of the titans. "We'll deal with the few that remained,"
"Bring her back she might have seen the enemy! Might know what happened to Eren," Eren? Eren? Just who is this Eren demon?
"Eren," she said she said the demons name when she blacked in an out. She's ware of the trees but only faintly. They carry her they've given her some sort of drug for the pain some sort of injection of sorts but her hands don't move.
The sky she can see the sky see the trees shaking vibrating all around her. The faces are nothing but phantoms whey they slide her into the back of a waggon. "We have to hurry she might die before we get back," The man who sounded so very familiar...she knew it but she couldn't put her voice on it.
The voice who is he? Who is she? For that matter? She grunts she knows her name. It starts with a P. How could she forget it all? The world shakes shuddering it becomes covered in black blotches disappearing once more. In an out just how deep is she going to fall?