This were one of those days, she knew. One of those days where wounded soldiers would come wandering home to the walls after another one of those endless failed expeditions. Sheets would be covered in blood, chaos would surround the infirmary, many people would loose their lives even inside a place they would call home. Screams would echo down the hallway, leaving the nurses with trauma and terror.

At least that what the young nurse had been told. Petra Ral had never experienced any of those days before, only a few weeks she had been qualified to join the survey corps medical team and this would be her first left over of an expedition she would experience. Stories had been told, rumours had been spread, and judging by the women's looks and pale faces in the changing room she did not doubt it all to be true and it terrified her. She was new to all this. Lots to learn and have only been present at few serious occasions, otherwise simply handling small cases as unexpected pregnancies, fevers and headaches.

Walking down the hallway, the trace of blood started early, then slowly started the chatter, yelling and distressed sounds coming from the main area. A line of soldiers with minor injuries stood outside, staring at the red head as she passed them. Even if the woman had never been out on the war fields she could see the terror in their eyes. Reflecting the horror they had seen. The horror that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

"Ral!" the instructor called out. This was unusual. Normally the unexperienced woman would follow her Co workers around and learn how to handle a situation like this, at least that the instructions she was told before, but as she approached the instructor she was handed a file. A special case.

"Down the hallway to the right. Room number 52."

Giving the instructor a nod, Petra turned on her heels and started to head in the direction she was told. This was odd. A separate room was only given to a few special ones.

Looking down into that file she knew why.

CAPTAIN Levi Ackerman.

She could feel the colour leave her face as she stared down into that name.

Humanity's strongest soldier.

Humanity's strongest soldier was currently in her hands and judging by the file he was not in good conditions. This could all be bad. Terrible in fact. Stopping infront of the dark wooden door, she inhailed, letting the air calmly fill her lungs before she breathed out though her mouth. Then she stepped inside.

"Good Morning Captain, I'm Petra Ral. You're nurse."

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There we go! I've always wanted to try to write my own lil fan fic and this is a try out I guess?? Lol

Anyways if you like it let me know and I'll prob continue it.