Notes: So this is my first Attack on Titan fanfic. Go easy on me. I will update everyday.
Armin was walking in Trost looking for a good place to eat. He was off duty, and since Eren and Mikasa were off somewhere else looking for Sasha, he felt like getting some food, even if it was by himself. Who knew? Maybe he could find a girl.
He noticed that the two had recently grown closer. It wasn't official business, but they had gone to find Sasha for some hunting trip. Armin knew he couldn't keep up so when Eren asked him to come with, he just firmly turned it down. But inside, he was sad at the fact that he couldn't spend time with his friends becuase of him. Not to mention that Eren and Mikasa were possibly pairing up. He didn't want to be a third wheel.
"I wish I could just go back to the times when we were younger and none of that mattered." he thought. Soon enough, he had arrived at his destination - Bruno's Place.
It was a relatively new place in town. Bruno's Place was a huge complex that served a dual role as a hangout for teens and a great place to get food. It was quickly built after the Titans invaded Trost, when the wall broke down. It was such a lively place. Many people would come here; not just teens anymore, but whole familes and couples as well.
Armin took a seat near the window. He looked outside. Looking slightly to his left, he could see the giant boulder that had been put there about three months ago. There was now a giant metal framework blocking off the broken part if the wall. There were so many memories. Many people had died here, including members of the 104th. He recalled Eren risking his life to save him from a Titan's mouth, just to take his place and emerge a Titan later. He remebered them recovering Marco Bodt's desecrated body, and Mikasa's attempted suicide when Eren had been swallowed. He couldn't help to think that it was own fault those things happened. He could have made a difference but he was weak. He blamed himself for all those. He hated himself for it.
"I could've prevented more pointless deaths." he thought in his head. A flashback of Thomas getting caught and eaten popped up in his mind. He acknowledged his strengths, his smarts but still, he had yearned to be on the battlefield as a warrior, fighting them himself. He didn't want to become an officer and just tell his subordinates what to do and make a mistake, that would lead to stupid pointless deaths. He didn't want to feel the guilt of sending young men and women to their deaths.
"Sir? Hey! Excuse me?!" a waitress was standing there looking annoyed.
"Huh?" he hadn't realized that he had zoned out and that the waitress had been standing there for quite some time, trying to get his attention.
"I've been standing here waiting for your order!" she said with a hint of annoyance.
"Sorry. I'll have some pie."
"What kind?"
"Apple. That's it."
"Okay." The waitress walked off in an agitated fashion. Arming laid his head down, his mind cleared, and his face blank, waiting for his food.
When he finished, he thought about what he should do next. But that was interrupted as a giant shadow quickly passed over him. He looked up, seeing a huge bird move at incredible speed. But it wasn't a bird. It was too big. Not to mention that it was moving to fast for the small birds around here. He looked on in horror as it crashed into the wall...