I couldn't bring myself to stab myself.

Something didn't feel right. I was about to halt myself, when…

"The titans are gaining on us!"

"Most likely because of the corpses. They're attracted to the stench of the bloody smell of these rotten bastards. Best to throw them out."

'NO! YOU CAN'T JUST THROW MY GIRLFRIEND AWAY LIKE TRASH!"

I heard the noises of bodies rolling off the cart. Suddenly, the man's arms grasped me roughly, one hand on my hair, and one on the cloth of my waist.

"You're going too! You smell like shit most of all!"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Eren tried to grab onto my hand, but before I had anytime to reach for him, the man threw me off the supply cart. My head suddenly hit the moist grass, suddenly seeing titans approaching me with their feet rumbling the earth. About to call for someone, I stopped myself. No one was going to help me. I watched the teams riding to the next safe station.

'According to my plans… it says they will be there for about a day for rest. But that means it's going to take quite a while to reach the point by foot… and they would recognize my face and uniform right away. I need a disguise.. wait! The extra clothes that I had, just in case…!' I hid behind a row of bushes nearby and took of my leathered boots, belts, and pants. Taking off my cloak, blouse, and brown silk jacket, I felt rather cold. I took a rest, the breeze leaving me shivering in my bra and underwear. I took a quick look onto my scars, realizing how ugly my skin, once silky, now bumpy with pimples from sweat, bruises from camp, and wounds and blood from titan engagements.

I took the beige knee skirt and striped sweater and combed my hair with my fingers. Deciding to get to the place by Maneuver Gear, I'll put it in the tool shed. I then took a can of black can smoke and inked it into my hair, making the sunshine orange into a light black color. I curled my hair a little with my fingers, and then sighed. This will be tough.

"Um… I think this is the place…" I settled my gear next to the row of hanging equipment, and silently snuck out of the shed before anyone caught me. I smothered myself with berried to cover my original scent. Feeling a little doubtful, I took the pallet knife and made a cut onto my cheek. I then weakly walked over to the tables where Eren and Olou were.

"E-e-excuse me… C-can you please help me…?" 'YES1 My acting is pretty good this time!' I tried to look as afraid as I could, steadily shaking my hand as I reached out for Jean. They all looked guilty for me, and stood up and tried to vouch me. "What in the hell are you doing out the wall- Whoa, you are seriously bruised all over! Lieutenant! We have a stranger over here! By the way, what district were you from? The walls are nearly 4 hours away from here by foot."

Thinking fast, I said whatever came to mind. "I-I came from the Trost district."

"Oh! From my district?" He grinned with pleasure as he waved his hand to Commander Erwin. "Oh, what's your name by the way?" I gulped, thinking of a quick name. "Aya. Aya Kouyama." I suddenly realized that was an Asian name, gasping as I tried to say something else that was English, but I couldn't.

"I didn't know we had any more Asians in our district!" Jean chuckled.

"What did you call me over for, you brat?" I heard Levi's voice behind me. "And who is this lady with such odd looking clothes…?" 'Odd clothes? Talk about having no fashion sense…' I turned quickly and made the soldier pledge. "M-my name is Aya Kouyama, and I-I got lost in the outside walls! I am very sorry, Heichou…"

"How did you know that pledge? And it's quite outstanding, for a non-soldier… and you called me 'Heichou'? You aren't in the Survey Corps. How did you get that name?"

I sweated more and I quickly sat on the bench. He leaned really close to me, almost touching my nose. "Tell me… Is there anything that you're hiding? Maybe you were once part of the army?" I clenched onto my kneaded palms, feeling my heart starting to beat faster. I felt my face grow hot, blushing madly, but not very visible to the naked eye.

I stood up. I softly put my hands to his firm chest and pushed him away. "I-I'm sorry… I have no idea what nonsense you spat out…" I thought that was it, and I attempted to walk away. Suddenly, Levi grabbed me by the waist, pulling me towards him. My back was connected to his cleaned uniform, and I could feel his breath. He smelt of faint cologne, and it smelt so good…!

"Please note, 'Aya', that I state you suspicious. And the style of your hair reminds me of my dead beloved…" He slipped his hand under my bangs, taking his thumb and massaged my head. "Meet me in my office at 9:00 tonight. I need to discuss you something."

He then released me, as I tumbled to the ground, nearly panting. My face was red, and my socks were damp from sweat.

Levi went over to Hanji. "So, have any info on this 'Aya'?" Hanji put her hand on her waist, looking sort of confused. "First, I'd like to state… There is no name as Aya Kouyama. And there is no Aya in the Trost district files."