Disclaimer: I don't own Shingeki no Kyojin.
Title: Deception
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Marco/Reader
Warnings: Slight spoilers, AUish
Spoilers: Slight.
A week or so ago there was a whole thing going around tumblr with Marco and how he might be a titan shifter. So... yeah.
xoxoxoox
The color drained from your face as you stared at the man that stood before you."What..?" You felt your heart thumping against your ribcage.
"How is this possible?" Swallowing thickly as you gathered the strength to take a tentative step forward. "You...," your words died on your lips, you placed your shaking right hand on his cheek.
A hushed chuckle escaped his lips. "Name, you look like you've seen a ghost."
"Marco." Your licked your dry lips, shaking your head. "How is this possible?" You fisted the fabric of his uniform jacket, pulling your body flush against his, "You're dead."
Marco wrapped his arms around your shoulders, holding you tightly against him. "No."
"I saw your body..." Your eyes were red, glossy with unshed tears.
"That was Samuel." A sigh escaped his lips. "It was necessary."
"Necessary?" You pulled back enough to peer up at the freckled boy. "What are you talking about?," confusion was etched on your face. "You," you frowned, "You killed Samuel?"
Marco's chocolate eyes slid closed as he let his arms fall from your frame. "Do you really think they were the brains of the operation?"
You took a sharp intake of breath as your throat tightened. "Marco..." You took a step backwards.
"I needed to lay low for awhile." His eyes opened. "Annie got herself captured."
"No..."
"Reiner and Bertholdt," he let out a dry laugh. "They almost got themselves killed. God knows where they are now."
Your legs shook despite your feet being rooted to the ground, you wanted to run. Marco was a shifter? "You're a...," your voice wavered. He was an enemy to mankind. The boy you trained with during your adolescent years, the boy you had come to love. He was an enemy... that meant... You shook your head, "No!"
"I'm not going to hurt you." A sad smile played on his lips. He took a step towards you, "You know that."
You took a step back, holding your hands close to your chest. "How can I trust you?"
"You can't," he gave you an honest answer. "Just... let me show you."
"Get away from her!"
The air was knocked from your lungs as you were lifted into the air. You grasped at the force that knocked into you. "Jean?"
"He's...," Pain laced his voice, "He's not the Marco we knew."
You held tightly onto Jean, finally letting the tears flow down your cheeks. Peering over Jean's shoulder, you caught Marco's gaze. "What are we going to do?"
Jean grit his teeth, "I don't know Name, I don't know."
xoxoxoox
;_; Marcooo, I love you.
~Yami Sango