So, just as a preface, I don't own Attack on Titan, blah, blah, blah. I did use some of my ideas from another story on here that I read. It's called Battle Cry by MissScaryKitty. It's really good and I would recommend reading it. I really loved her idea, but she hasn't posted in a while, so I just thought I would continue the story/ create my own. I hope you like it, and if you do, comment! If you don't, comment anyway!
Damn, damn, damn! That stupid rookie just had to get caught by that ugly titian. I ran from roof to roof in an attempt to conserve my gas. I knew I was practically out before the commander gave the order to retreat, but when I heard her scream… I knew no one else was going to go back for her. Why should they? Her life wasn't worth risking another soldiers. Stupid me though, the damned bleeding heart, had to go back for her. I had nearly used up the remainder of my gas just to cut its hand off and free her. I didn't have the chance to kill it if I wanted to make it back up the wall.
"This is just great." I spat, my heart racing. There were titans everywhere. The situation looked absolutely hopeless. I was going to die today, just like countless soldiers before me. Would my sacrifice today really make a difference for humanity though? No, I had to throw those thoughts out of my head. I wasn't dying like this. I wasn't going to become titian fodder when I was so close to the wall.
A titan appeared on my right as if it had been crouching and waiting to expose itself until I was close. Its hand reached and came down within inches of me. I had barely enough time to jump out of its way. I didn't bother to look back and see if it was pursuing me. I needed to keep all my focus on the wall.
That was a mistake though. It wasn't even five seconds after its hand broke through the roof that the hand came sliding towards me. Its huge fingers slammed into the back on my legs, making me land on my butt. I had landed on top of its hand in the crevice between the pointer and middle fingers. I looked up at the titan and it smiled at me. My heart raced as I reached for my gear. The titans face came down slowly at me. Was it taunting me? My hands frantically searched the bag. Where was it? Where was it? Then I felt my hands grip the steel surface. I pulled out my flare gun and shot the green explosion at its face. The head reeled back briefly, and I took it as my chance to start running again.
To my left there was a 4m class closing in and to my right a 9m. I looked to my comrades, all of whom who had survived, they were already over the wall. I clenched my jaw tighter and forced my legs to move faster. I was going to make it too.
I was one building away from the wall when the two titans started running. This is it, LeClaire. This is your last shot. I jumped from the roof and crashed through the second story window of the last building. Glass shards pierced my flesh on impact and dug their burrows as a rolled across the floor.
I finally stopped when I hit the legs of a bed. I groaned as I opened my eyes. Get up! I screamed at my body, but it stubbornly refused. Grabbing the edge of the bed, I pulled myself up onto it. My breath hitched, and my back begged me to stop, but I didn't even had the chance to stand up when the 9m titan crashed into the side of the building. The wall to my right exploded into debris and dust and the entire building swayed from impact. Fragments of wall pummeled my body and pushed me back onto the wall behind me. When the dust cleared, I saw the face of the 9m smiling at me from the hole in the wall. My eyes widened in horror. I could feel its heat. I could smell its stench. The titan slowly moved away from the wall and out of sight. I could only guess what it was going to do next.
Without hesitation, I ran to the other side of the room, and kicked through the glass window. There it was. The wall. I aimed the lines from my 3DMG for the top of the wall when the building swayed again from the impact of the 4m hitting the left side of the building. I didn't have a chance to realign my 3DMG again. Damn it! I jumped out of the window and shot my lines out as the building fell onto the 9m class titan. The lines only went about half way up the wall; I figured I could use the remained of my gas to swing up to the top. I was wrong. Nothing came out. I had misjudged the amount of gas I had left, and now there was nothing to stop my body from…
My body smacked the wall hard, and although I turned my body just in time so only the side of me would hit the wall. I couldn't say I hurt any less. The whole left side of me felt broken. Blood slowly poured from the side of my head. I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe, all I could manage to do was hang there and make it an easy meal for the titans.
The 9m class had been crushed by the rubble from the building, but not killed. It and the 4m class clumsily pulled themselves from the destroyed home. They were so noisy. If they were going to kill me, could they have been a little quieter about it? Damn it, Leclaire. You know this isn't how you wanted to die. I tried to reach my right hand up the wall. Perhaps there was something I could grab onto and pull myself up. Maybe there was a way I could get myself out of this. There wasn't though. The wall was completely smooth and flat. My world started growing foggy and dark. I hope I die before they can get to me.