The Tale of Kira Johnston
D/c don't own Attack on Titan and the story is my friends. Enjoy!
Kira-I Hug a Tree
When I woke up, I was falling.
I couldn't remember anything. I didn't know my own name, where I had fallen from, or where I was going.
"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH..." The wind was so intense it stung my cheeks and peeled my face off. The clouds around me were very dark, and lightning flashed in them.
Great, I thought. I'm falling through a thunderstorm.
I could see land below me-it looked like two rings, one inside the others. The small, logical part of my mind that wasn't totally freaking out registered that the rings were actually WALLS. Why they were there, I didn't know.
And, since I was falling to my death, I didn't really care.
Think, I thought. What can I use to slow myself down?
I looked down at my clothes. I hadn't paid much attention to what I was wearing, but I realized that I was had on something like two metal, rectangular boxes around my waist. Instinctively, I pulled out something that looked like a trigger/sword from each box. I could see the treetops racing towards me, too fast for comfort.
I'm a lunatic, I thought, and pulled both triggers.
Cables shot out from the metal boxes and gripped two trees on either side of me.
Yes, I thought, I'm still alive.
Then my totally awesome plan went horribly wrong.
The cables had changed my trajectory, and I was now being pitched forwards-straight into a giant tree trunk.
"Damn it!" I said, pulling the triggers again.
I don't know what happened, but this time, the cables just fell to the ground. I was still being thrown ahead.
"Oh shi-" I slammed into the tree, and fell to the ground, hitting branches as I went.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" I shouted as the ground came up to meet me. I hit the ground, facing up, dazed and too tired to move.
It was still raining, and the water stung my eyes. I tried to sit up, but my ribcage had other ideas; pain laced through my chest and forced me back down.
"Help!" I shouted.
"He-" I broke off into a fit of coughing, and I tasted flecks of blood on my lips.
My ribs are broken, I realized. I need medical treatment soon, or I'll probably die.
Something was digging into my neck. I pulled off something that looked like dog tags. The nameplate read Kira Johnston.
So that's my name, I thought. I don't like it.
Still, knowing my name made me feel a lot better.
One problem, I thought. I'm still dying.
"Help!" I shouted again. It was agony, but I had no choice.
"Help!" Something green moved in my peripheral vision. I turned my head, wincing, and saw two figures. They were wearing the same box things that I was, only they had the ability to control them.
"Help me... Please..." I was beginning to lose consciousness. The two figures approached me.
"Great." One said. I guessed he was male, though I didn't have enough strength to move to see his face.
"Just great. The Military Police will be-" he was cut off as the figure next to him gasped.
"Captain Levi, look at her."
"What about her, Eren?"
"Just LOOK.
Captain Levi bent over me. He was short, with dark hair, dark eyes, and an emotionless expression. I FELT like I had seen him a thousand times before, and at the same time, I got the feeling that I had never seen him before in my life. My vision blurred, and I teetered on the edge of consciousness.
"What's so-" He inhaled sharply, pulling back, the smallest flicker of surprise across his face.
"You see?" The one called Eren asked.
Captain Levi loomed over me again.
"Petra?" He asked.
I blacked out.
