The Ponyvillians just gazed at the images in dismay and horror. Even when the princesses finally closed up their magical auras, the ponies were still in a daze. Eerie silence fell over everypony like a shadow.

Applejack finally broke the silence. "So. . . this is why Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle have to go? To this. . . this place of-"

Rarity interrupted with a loud wail and hugged Sweetie Belle so tight that the younger filly was sure she would black out soon. "No, poor Sweetie Belle isn't going to feed herself to those freaks!"

"Um, Princess Celestia?"

The white alicorn's ears perked up at the voice. She turned to the source. "Yes, Twilight?"

"I, um. . . well, I was thinking. We all know you summoned the three of them to prepare for a. . . journey, and you've even given us a week's notice, but. . . are you sure they have to go? They're only fillies. . ."

"Do understand, Twilight," Princess Luna butted in. "We are fully aware of how we are sending young foals to a living Tartarus. However, I have seen the vision myself. And when I have realized that my sister and your sister-in-law have also endured these terrors, there was no mistake of what ought to happen."

"But, but," the lavender alicorn stuttered, "how do you know it's them?"

Princess Celestia stepped forward. "Sorry, Twilight, but Luna has never made a mistake in interpreting visions before. And besides. . ." She turned to the three fillies standing in front of Princess Twilight and her friends. "I have complete confidence that they will succeed."

Murmurs quickly arose among the ponies. Three fillies? Fending off a newly discovered species? Surviving it? Was it not madness?

"Hold it!" yelled a voice. Everyone turned to the red-maned yellow earth filly.

"I. . . uh. . . I know this sounds crazy, alright," she managed. "But if the princesses say that it has to happen. . . then it has to happen. Scoots, Sweetie, and I'll go carry this out."

Cries of protest rang from all directions.

"You're not going, are you, squirt?!"

"You ain't goin' nowhere, Apple Bloom!"

"Sweetie Belle, stay in Ponyville!"

"Blank flanks, you're throwing your lives and your goofy 'crusading' away?!"

"Girls, you aren't strong enough!"

"HEEEEEEEEYYY!" white unicorn filly shouted out. The Ponyvillians instantly shut up. "We know it's dangerous, we get it! But we have to do this!"

"Yeah!" chimed in an orange pegasus filly. "Princess Cadence even said that the threat might reach Equestria if we don't do this. So we will do it, and that's final!"

More of the eerie tranquility from the revelation ensued. Slowly, but surely, the ponies began to sniffle.

"We understand that you all need time to say your goodbyes," the pink alicorn, Princess Cadence, said in a soothing tone. "We will give an hour. . . then the fillies must come with us straight to Canterlot to begin their mission." Cadence could not hold back her tears anymore. Silently weeping, she choked out, "We know we're sending children into battle, but we can't think of any other way.

"We're sorry."

Jean's ears barely managed to block out the absentminded pleas of the surrounding trainees. First Wall Maria, now Wall Rose? And out of all places, right at the edge of his hometown?

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he walked forward. He could already see the whole of Trost burning and being crushed.

He didn't see Eren until he crashed into him.

The two boys stared at each other in surprise briefly, until Jean's face twisted into a scowl. "Move it!" he huffed as he shoved past Eren.

"What the hell, man?" the brunette of the two called out. Eren grabbed Jean by the arm. "What's wrong with you?"

"What kinda question is that?!" Jean retorted. "We're all about to be titan chow! You expect me to sing you a happy little song?!"

Mikasa was just about to walk up to a nearby officer to check her place when she heard Jean's comments. As she turned, he continued to growl at Eren. "You're loving this, aren't you, you little psycho? 'Course you are! You're whole life's aspiration is to be eaten! I was one day shy of shipping off to the MP!"

"Jean!" Eren tried to butt in. "Get a hold-"

"No! Not all of us are suicidal!"

"Dammit, shut up for a second!" Eren shouted as he pinned Jean to a nearby pillar. "You were trained for this! What do you think the last three years were about?!"

Jean's mouth opened in surprise.

"We survived," Eren continued. "We stared death in the face and we lived! Not everyone can say that, can they? Some people couldn't and either ran or were thrown out! Hell, some people actually died, but not us!

"Am I right?! We powered through for three years! What's one more day?"

Jean could only listen in shock as the other surrounding trainees stopped sniffling.

"You can do this, Jean, alright? The MP will still be waiting for you tomorrow."

Eren finally let go, and Jean scowled again. "Shit," he cursed under his breath. He turned around and called to a nearby soldier. "On your feet, Daz! Stop bawling!"

A few seconds later though, nearly everyone was bawling in terror again.

A bright crack of lightning struck the center of the building. The cadets that had recently calmed down began to panic once more. Smoke rose in great waves.

Is this it? Jean thought. The Colossal Titan. . . did he get here?

We're all going to die now?

Soon, though, the cadets stopped screaming, their faces of terror replaced with frowns of puzzlement. With or without the steam, it was quite clear that this was no titan. Heck with it, the lightning of the Colossal Titan had been golden.

This lightning was almost blue.

Jean, Eren, and Mikasa raced forward to the column of steam as it slowly cleared up. The first sounds everyone picked up was the coughing of. . .

CHILDREN?!

Jean and Eren immediately unsheathed their swords, but they were hesitant to jump in. Whatever it was, it didn't sound harmful, but this didn't seem like a good omen, either.

The smoke cleared some more.

"Gyaah!"

"What the hell are those things?!"

The surrounding trainees were busy shrieking and screaming and jumping to conclusions that no one heard one of the creatures stand up and utter, "Ugh. . . where are we?"

Jean saw the small orange thing move, though.

"You! All of you!" he hollered. "Don't move, you understand?! Any sudden movement, and we're killing you right here!"

I'll just go ahead and say a couple of things:

1. I KNOW I'M BEHIND SCHEDULE, OK? But I'm getting too many ideas these days, SO I JUST HAD TO START THIS. I noticed how FanFiction was lacking some would-be-decent crossovers, so I decided to write one myself. DON'T WORRY, I'LL FINISH ALL THE OTHER ONES SOME TIME, I PROMISE.

2. So, yeah, it's another one of those "changing the plot or coinciding with it" stories. Might be uncreative, but any other ideas for this have been reserved for something else via deviantART (yes, I finally have an account for the domain). Bear with me.

The beginning scene was supposed to longer, with multiple goodbyes mixed in, but I don't have the time to write stories so leisurely these days.

Seems like our little troublemakers came in the nick of time, before the trainees lunged into battle.

You know what that means. . .

MORE SURVIVORS!

Well, until then, sychang18 out.