"Hey... Marco?" Jean looked up into the sky. He jumped down from the tree he was standing on and landed with a small 'thud'. He frowned slightly. "Marco, you there?"
After waiting a couple seconds, and still lacking a reply, he continued.
"Well, I'm not sure where you are, honestly. But hey. I hope wherever you are you can see me, because I've been kicking ass!" He laughed heartily, and then let a small sigh escape his lips.
"I'm not in the Military Police..." He laughed nervously. "Nope; I chose to wear those damned wings if freedom." Jean closed his eyes and bowed his head. "It's kinda like hell out here. It's worse than in Trost- they're just running around free." He shuddered. "There's one that's huge, and...it's a girl. We haven't figured anything out about it, but...it's strong." Jean sank down to the ground.
"Well, Freckles... I hope you like watching this badass in action." And with that, he shot up into the sky and sliced through a Titan's neck flawlessly.
As it fell down to the ground, he laughed. "See, Marco? I think I can be the hero you always saw in me. I think I can try." A couple of small tears trickled down his cheeks and soaked the ground before him.
Jean jumped up back to Armin. "Yeah, I'm ready. Let's go." And with that, Jean propelled forward, a new leader being born.
A/N: I wrote this in about two days, which is kinda sad. But anyways, yeah, let's destroy the canon for this arc. Let's do that.