A/N: My first attempt of making a Shingeki no Kyojin fanfic. For this time it will be my "crack" pairing: Christa/Levi. I don't know if there are any shippers of this pairing out there but please consider it. I've seen a lot of crack pairings that don't get much support and this is actually my first time supporting a crack pair. And I've also noticed that they haven't met yet in a way or had conversed, so consider this as how they met. Forgive me if they act OOC.

I've also noticed that there are a lot, and I mean a LOT of Levi/Eren fanfics. Can I just have the honor to say, Wow… just… WOW. xD

WARNING: Contains spoilers. So if you haven't read the manga, you may be spoiled. This occurs around Chapter 30, after the 57th expedition outside the walls. Just consider it some kind of side story. ^^ Although there will also be references of future chapters, so just in case. Also some flashbacks, though that would come in the future chapters of this fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin. All rights go to the amazing Isayama Hajime.

Note: I am going to use the name Christa because this is earlier in the manga and we don't know her real name yet. Ymir is an exception though. It's necessary for the story.

Silencieux Espoir

I'll be here waiting,

Hoping, praying that the sky will guide you home.

When you're feeling lost

I'll leave my love hidden in the sun

For when the darkness comes.

Colbie Caillat – When Darkness Comes

CHAPTER 01

He wakes up to darkness.

He blinks his eyes rapidly in the dim lighting, his heart beating fast against his chest. Sweat trickles down his forehead, and his hands grasp tightly on the bed sheets. He gasps for air, his mind far from where he lay. His breaths resounded throughout the room, and it was dead quiet he can even hear his rapid heartbeat in his ears.

It has never been the same.

It has never been the same ever since she was gone. Every night he saw her in his dreams, and his hands reached out to her form and she was there. He was so close. But then he wakes up, sometimes with tears forming in his eyes, and his heart felt like its life has been compressed that it begged for salvation.

It has never been the same.

He calms his breath down. He knew she was never coming back. But he yearned for her sweet voice, her smile that he was so familiar with every time he sat on the table, patiently waiting for his cup of coffee that felt right to his fingertips. He remembers her ginger hair, the way it swayed with the wind as his dark blue eyes followed to its rhythm and he was always preoccupied with how different it was when he had always loved to look at it from a distance. But she was gone, and he can only have the image of her in his memories.

It has never been the same.

He sits up on his bed, and he looks outside the window to see the dim sky. The sun wasn't out yet.

He remembers when they sneaked away early in the morning on their horses, the way he felt freedom like it was his first savor. He remembers the sunlight touching his skin, the warmth more than enough for she was there beside him. He remembers that he looked at her, the radiance of the sun against her face. In that moment he realized she was beautiful, something beautiful in the hideous world he lived in, and in his mind he knew he wasn't wrong.

He no longer has anything that was in her possession, for when he saw one of his men he only thought of wanting their hearts to be free from misery. He told himself to move on, that everyone who died had gone through the same fate that she has. Yet he loved her, and to her soul he promised that he'll never forget her presence.

He remembers the image of her badge that was held by the hands of the man who had never considered if it was really his friend's. All the man had thought was the thankfulness of at least holding something that was part of Ivan as tears fell down his face. But the corporal never dared to cry. Not in front of his men. All he could do was to hold back the pain that was inside his chest. The pain he held for the girl he had loved. And he knew she would never come back. All he could do was to yearn for her in his dreams, for you do not forget the face of the person who was your last hope.

On that day, the corporal was also human, one of the soldiers that mourned for their fellow legionnaires that had passed away by the hands of the Titans. People had considered him someone with no heart, but in reality he was just like them, only that he always pushed everything aside and only coveted revenge for the lives that had been taken away from the brave souls he had witnessed through his experience as the corporal of the scouting legion.


She wakes up to a sky before sunrise.

She blinks her eyes that slowly adjust to the darkness. She stares up at the ceiling that was inches from her face, for she lay at the top bunk of the bed. She removes a lock of her blonde hair from her face that covered her lips, and she yawns to the new day that lay ahead of her.

Below she could hear Ymir's slow breathing, and slowly Christa sits up and climbs down the short ladder beside the bunk bed. Quietly she lands on her two feet, and she moves to her clothes that lay neatly folded atop the desk. She puts on her long sleeved blouse, and changes her pajamas to a long skirt that reached to her ankles. With a few strokes of her hair she proceeded to the door, where she would walk to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, and afterwards go to the mountain on her horse to watch the sunrise.


He pulls up his hood and adjusts his cloak as he set his hands on the reins that led to his horse's muzzle. The sky was still dim, though a streak of sunlight ran through it, but he didn't rush to the mountain yet; inside he was feeling numb, but he has yet to go.

He moves the reins, and obeying the command his black steed trots forward patiently in a slow pace, knowing that his master didn't want to scuttle. The horse had gotten used to its master's unusual early mornings when he'd go watch the sunrise on the mountain, especially after what happened on the 57th expedition of the survey corps. But every time it'd see his master it would feel happy, and without any objections it'd follow his command.

His cloak flew behind him, and Levi looked straight ahead with the usual stoic face he always wore. He needn't remind his horse the direction of the mountain, for he was sure it'd gotten used to it already. In his mind, he could only think of the yellow rays that collided with the white clouds that shone through the blue sky; another beautiful thing he thought that was in a hideous world. Sometimes he'd unconsciously look beside him, where he remembered Petra looking over the sunrise, and it was only in that moment where he'd feel as if she was really there, though he always assumed it was all in his head.

Through the thick air he saw the familiar lone tree that stood beside a cliff. Hanging above it were closed buds of white flowers, waiting for the first rays of life to bloom. Among the tree, there lay the small precipice overlooking the horizon in all its glory, and his brows furrowed to the familiar image that flashed through his mind. Yet it wasn't long before he caught sight of gray horse legs, something that looked awfully familiar standing on the cliff. In suspicion he pulled his horse's reins to a stop, and his heart began to hasten as he realized who the rider could've been. 'It couldn't be…'


She looks over the beautiful horizon ahead of her.

The rays of the sun have finally put in an appearance and the orange beams replicate in her blue orbs. The wind gusts through her hair and she watches with awe as the sun slowly rises to the sky in all its glory. It was such an amazing sight, and she never got tired with its redundant performance in each daybreak that she has witnessed, for when she saw the glorious entrance it made her heart fill with hope and in a flash she forgets all the horror that's happening around her-

"State your name." a husky voice spoke from behind her.

-Or so she thought.

A/N: That's it for now (leaving a cliffhanger. Mehehe.). Expect two week updates. If I have a block expect three or four weeks. A lot of reviews keep my block away so please review! Thanks for considering and reading this fic! *cyber hug*