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~Merry Christmas~

You can never tell what's going to happen in the future. You can plan that you will eat, say, steak, that is now worth more than a bag of diamonds, tomorrow for dinner. But that doesn't mean you will diffidently have steak. Perhaps you told yourself that you'll clean up your room at the end of the week. Is it sure to happen? No, not really. How about if you promise to meet your friend at the park next week? Who knows, maybe you'll die as you make that promise.

Promises. They are a risk now. Day by day my comrades are falling, and I try, so hard, to help. Person by person though, I fail. You do not make a promise at a time like this.

At a time, when it's not strange for you to die within the next hour.

Winter has come.

Life is harder now. It is a struggle for humanity to live through warm weathers alone; it's not going to be a stroll in the park through three months of icy winds and stinging cold, that's for sure. I look out in front of me. High above the towns, you could see everything from here, on the walls. The roofs and tall towers were covered with a thin layer of snow and frost. Everything was silent. It was just me and a world of white. It seemed so peaceful, when actually many people within those towns were suffering, many half-dead.

I turned my head. My frown deepened. This side of the wall was also covered in a layer of white. But the conditions were worse tenfold. In the distance, I can see the hole in the wall, and Titans roaming around. Eren, Armin, and I used to run around those streets down there, now covered with debris, blood, and rotting human corpses.

One day, I'm going out there, Eren had said. There're gigantic bodies of water, mountains of sand that covers miles and miles, and a whole slab of land that's made of only ice. I'm going there one day!

Oh, how many things I'd throw away to see that precious smile now. I don't know why, but that moment, sitting with two of the ones I love most, clung to my brain. I try not to look back into my past. It distracts me from what is in front of me, something that I just cannot afford. Our smiles from that day though, just won't leave me.

A shout from afar pulled me out of the murky flashback. A commotion was occurring where most of my comrades were. I quickly jogged over to them.

"What is it?" I asked Sasha. Her usually round and childish eyes were now replaced with worry.

Armin cut in. "A titan appeared." He pointed to a nearby two story house. Sure enough, there was a titan behind that roof. "Around five metres but…" He trailed off.

I knit my eyebrows. "But what?"

I leaned in closer as Armin lowered his voice. "The titan… I believe it's Deviant."

"You mean…"

My best friend nodded. "It's an Abnormal Titan. No one can tell how it's going to move."

I looked around to see if anybody have noticed as well. Armin shook his head.

"It was a slight movement so I'm not sure as well, but it looked at us. It knows we're here but it doesn't come like the usual ones. So far, I've been able to stop the rest from going."

Jean walked up to them. "No one heard it coming. It was like it just suddenly appeared."

I knit my brows. Something felt wrong…. "Where is Eren?"

Armin's grave eyes turned round. We looked at each other, and realized.

I moved my eyes back to the Deviant Titan. Circling the titan was a boy, his brown hair bumping up and down with motion.

Eren.

I cursed in my mind. Of course Eren would just jump into danger. I made a split second decision.

"I'll be right back, I prom-" the word caught in my throat as I said it to Armin. So I gulped it down. "I'll come back." At that, I sprinted to the edge, and jumped. The 3D maneuvering gear kicked in. My hair was pushed away from my face, my body pulled closer and closer to the fight due to the clamps that buried itself anywhere. I came to stop on the roof of the house closest to them.

"Eren!" I shouted. He didn't hear me. I sighed. I knew this was going to happen. The wires shot out of my gear and lodged it's self on a nearby tower. In a second I flew across the air around the back of the titan. It was simple.

Should've realized it was too simple.

I was an inch away from the vulnerable spot, when the titan suddenly fell forward. No not fell, moved. My blades cut air, and I fell through the air at high speed as the Deviant Titan pulled my wire from my gear down. My back hit a wooden door that nearly blew off from its hinges. The air was knocked out of me, and I lay immobile in shock for a few seconds on the ground. I hadn't moved yet, when the titan picked me up and started running towards the outer walls, its fingers curled around me, pushing my bones together but not crushing it. The oxygen in me was squeezed out, and none came back in. Little by little, I was being destroyed. My vision started disappearing, the corners replaced with curtains of black; of nothingness. The last thing I saw was Eren, propped unconscious on one of the roofs.

And then the curtains closed.