Lost It All- Another Devistation; Intro
It was a cold, windy night, no stars shining in the sky and clouds covering the moon. An ear piercing scream sliced throught the air and lightning struck right after, cutting through the shattered scream.
A figure fell to their knees, blood covering their body and hair shadowing their face away from the world. Their breath was ragged and their eyes closed tightly as a hand came up to press against their neck tightly, at least attempting to stop the crimson blood from falling to the cobbelstone streets.
No one was around to hear the fallen figure's screams for help, and another bolt of lightening lit the sky, followed by a crash of thunder that masked another ear splitting scream.
They sat back on their legs, their eyes flickering up at the moon as the clouds parted and rain hit their cleek, shallow ragged gasps surrounding the air around them. They knew they wouldn't make it much longer with the blood loss so severe. Salty tears mixed with the rain as it started to pour more heavily, and their eyes slipped closed.
"So this is how it ends, Rivaille?" A voice spoke behind the figure and the one on the ground gasped harshly as the voice hit his ears.
"W-what are you doing here...?" The man on the ground, Rivaille, spat. His tone was harsh and his striking silver eyes narrowed in spite. He knew this was the man that had caused his curent position and he resented him. He had actually trusted the man and had gotten hurt. Rivaille scoffed, trust. It had done nothing but turned to bite him. Literally.
The one that had spoke first smirked, a wicked grin that crossed his pale lips, exposing razor sharp fangs that glittered in the pale moon light that illuminated the two on that faithful night that changed everything for the one on the ground, slowly bleeding out and reaching the end.
"H-help me. I don't want to die this way." Rivaille gasped softly, his since of wanting to live overpowering the hate he felt for the man that stood behind him. "Please E-Erwin. I dont want to die!" His voice shook slightly as he spoke, his vision darkening slightly and tiredness taking a grip on his body.
The standing man's smirk widened and he walked foreward the short distance between the two. He crouched down beside the fallen male, grasping the front of his jacket and placing a hand under his chin to make him look upwards.
"Are you sure you want me to help you, Rivaille?" Erwin asked softly, looking at his once close friend with blue eyes. Rivaille nodded, knowing he would be in pain the rest of the short time he had left to live. He was willing to go through the change his once bestfriend went through more that five years ago. He knew death waited for him if he didn't get Erwin to help him, and to a young and reckless Rivaille, death was not an option at this point in his life.
Erwin's eyes hardened slightly and his lips pressed into a thin line as he pulled Rivaille close to him, silently asking the smaller male for forgiveness as he dug his fangs into the side of his pale neck roughly. Rivaille let out a scream, pain fludding his mind and his vision dulling more than it had before. He knew this was it, but he didn't want to die...
He didn't want to die...
(A/N): Hey guys! Just a short intro to a new story I'm working on for Shingeki no Kyojin! Please let me know what you think, and if you find anything misspelled, let me know!
Thanks!