The famous Corporal Rivaille sat with his new team. He looked at them and saw something he needed himself.
He saw hope, joy, laughter. The three feelings rose in his stomach, reminding him of his old squad.
His shoulders dropped slightly, thinking about them.
Why was the world so cruel?
For once, could he keep the ones he cared about?
Isabel. Farlan. Squad Levi.
They had all looked up to him and he felt like...
like he failed.
He failed to keep them safe. He betrayed their trust.
They trusted him. They held onto the hope of a tomorrow. A tomorrow that would never come for them.
So why did he survive, and not them?
Ah, there was the word. Survive.
That wasn't the word. His friends were strong-willed and full of life. They could have made it.
The word, maybe, was lucky.
Why did he get lucky, and not them?
His fist clenched under the table.
He would avenge them. He would kill all of the Titans. For his friends, his team, humanity, and most of all, himself.
Humanity was hopeless in this time. He wanted to live in a world without fear and without walls. He wanted to be free! (Pun intended)
He looked at his new team again, watching their bickering, asinine topics, and their expressions.
Kids.
They found it easy to deal with the problems at hand by simply forgetting about it. To focus on one thing, instead of the bigger problem at hand.
Maybe he would try that sometime. Maybe.
Eren. Mikasa. Armin. Jean. Historia. Sasha. Connie.
We will live. This I promise.
Aaaaaaaand so I don't know exactly where I was going with this. On a scale of 1-10 for its sketchiness, it'd be 11111111. Thanks for reading this (maybe thirty second?) story of Heichou's thoughts. I don't know. Honestly, I think it was a waste of your time. Gomen'nasai Reader-chan! Also, you should watch Lovely Complex. I DON'T CARE IF YOU DONT "WATCH STUFF LIKE THAT!" BECAUSE YOU NEED THIS HYSTERICAL RELIEF IN YOUR LIFE SOMETIMES. Trust me. Sometimes all you need is a good, hilarious, sort of un-intense anime.
~levi's jaeger
