"Auntie!" Everybody including me turned towards the standing little girl who had decided to scream from the top of her lungs, even though her voice sounded like it was dying. Her eyes were swollen red from her tears, and her nose and mouth was literally covered in snots. Sheesh, did nobody bother to at least wipe her face? She is a literal crying mess right now, and it's disgusting too.
As I showed off my amazing tiptoeing skills, some humans managed to get the picture and scooted away a bit. I wonder if there is going to be enough room for me to even sit down. That would be a miracle, and it would be even more of a miracle if I could set Carla down and get her bandaged up.
Yeah, there is definitely no room. There was barely enough room for me to stay standing on my tiptoes. I looked besides me where Mikasa just happened to have enough room to stand on her own two feet. It must be nice to be tiny and short in this situation, and I am never going to let anybody know about that, and Kuruma, if you are listening, you better keep your mouth fucking shut.
"Tch, there is hardly any room." I was hoping with that I could get some people to move a little bit, so I had enough room for me to at least sit down.
"Mikasa. Armin. Come over here." It was the old man besides the little blond kid that had spoken up. He was motioning his hand for the two little kids to go over to him. He picked up the little blonde kid by his ribs and lifted him onto his lap. He did the same for Mikasa and wrapped the two in a hug.
"Thanks, old man." I set Carla down onto the deck. With the two kids out of the way, there was enough room for me to sit down, and lay Carla down on her back. Hey, the miracle has happened...
But ugh disgusting, I cringed at the blood that was staining my dark blue fur coat. I am so sorry, Kuro. You must feel so dirty and disgusting. Once we get out of this, I promise I'll get you clean.
I lifted up Carla's skirt and apron to see her mangled legs and… Well, let's just say they are in pretty bad shape. Her legs were basically swollen purple and covered in blood. There was some open wounds here and there, but they weren't exactly large. Well, I guess not large compare to other shit I have seen in the past. If it wasn't for the fact that she was human, then I definitely wouldn't be worry about her dying or anything. There's probably a butt ton of internal bleeding going on inside. Probably way more bleeding then what is going on the outside at least. Jeez, how did she survive this long? The amount of blood that she loss should have been enough to kill a regular person. Her skin was looking quite pale, and it might be too late to save her legs. I guess this woman had a much stronger will to live than I imagined. Hopefully, she stays strong till we get to Trost and get her treated.
Actually never mind, not hopefully. She better stay strong because I went through all of that trouble just to save her. So, you better stay alive Carla.
I unraveled a portion of the bandages and started wiping the blood off of her legs as best as I could. It would be nice if there was water and something to use as a cast, to keep her leg straight. I am not exactly for sure how to treat this because I normally just use a healing spell, sooooo I blame everything on Kuruma.
Suddenly, I felt a surge of power through my body. Holy shit, Lord Kuruma has heard me! He has gifted me a healing spell and a cleaning spell! Maybe Kuruma does love me.
Sooooo, can you give me back all of my powers now too, Kuruma? Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please!... I begged for a very long time. Pretty please! Pretty please on a cherry top! PLEAAASSEEEE!
"No." And that was Kuruma's voice through telepathy. Well, I tried. At least, I got the two spells that I needed in this situation. Thanks, Kuruma.
I ripped off another portion of the bandage to pretend to wipe off the remaining of the blood while secretly using the cleaning spell. This cleaning is going so much better than what I was previously doing. Didn't even need to waste more bandages on cleaning. Thank you, Kuruma.
Now to set her bone back and clean up the internal mess going on in her body. I use the remaining bandages to wrap her legs tightly while using the healing to move the bones into the correct position. Who needs to know how to do normal shit when you have magical powers and spells and shit? Everything is easier when it comes to magic, spells, and powers.
When I finished wrapping her legs with the bandages, I cast the healing and cleaning spell simultaneously to clean out the blood and heal any internal damage without ever having to touch her legs. I didn't bother to heal the open wounds or the bone fully because that would lead to way too much suspicion that I do not need. At least with this, she had a chance of surviving and keeping her legs. Although I still need to find something to cast her leg, and there was still the blood loss to contend with. I highly doubt she was going to live through this without some extra blood. So, I decided to use the healing spell to grant her enough blood to live.
I sighed a relief. Man, that was way harder than it should ever have to be, and thank you, Kuruma for answering my insults and blaming. Hopefully, I get to keep the spells too.
"Is she alright?" I looked up to see the little girl had quieted down to sniffling.
"Yeah, she'll be alright. She's a very strong woman." The little girl's face showed her relief, and she relaxed against the old man's arm. The old man rubbed the back of the little girl, trying to comfort her. And then there was the little blond kid that was staring straight at me. He was definitely analyzing me. He's probably a smart kid. I decided against talking to him since he seemed to be someone that would be exceptionally good at prying into things with very little words. And I am way too tired for that shit.
I got off of my knees and sat my ass down, leaning my back against the deck house. My first day out of my life sentence, and I'm already back onto my knees. This mission has started off great.
I looked over to the entrance of the ship to see the the soldiers were blocking off anybody from entry to the ship.
"Please at least let my child on!"
"I'm sorry, but this ship is full! We're leaving!" The two soldiers removed the entrance to the ship. Although, it didn't exactly stop people from jumping onto the boat. Some made it, and some fell into the water.
I looked over to the gate to see it closing, and there were still soldiers still running inside. I could hear the loud footsteps of something charging coming and…
BOOM!
Well shit… There goes that gate.
"Wall Maria has been broken through!" Right now, everybody was screaming in horror. Shouting out stuff like we're doom and other shit. Yeah, no shit you're doom. Did you see how weak and useless you guys were against those titans?
Although… Hahaha. I love the fact that two random titans that are completely different from the ones that were just eating people just waltzed in and destroyed two gates. One was an ugly skinless giant, and the one that destroyed the gate just now is covered in armor plates all over his body. Funny, they just came in when I just got released back from hell and summoned back to the human realm. Great coincidence.
By the time the ship had docked in Trost, it was already getting dark. Carla never woke up once during the entire ride, but she was still alive and breathing at least. So, I still had to carry her around.
"Urghh…" The two kids had gotten off the old man's lap to allow him to stand, but he was having trouble. The two kids were helping him to stand, but his legs were probably numbed from the kids sitting on his lap for such a long time. Although, he's not the only one with a leg problem because my legs need a desperate stretch. It was way too cramp on this boat.
When all of us finally got off the ship, I was sent off to one of the hospitals in Trost. The little kids and old man followed the rest of the group to one of the shelters.
By the time I arrived to the hospital, the hospital was beginning to flood with wounded soldiers and humans. Many of them were missing a limb or two. The rest were bleeding and had some broken bones and other complications.
"Carla!" Jeez, everybody knows who this woman is. The voice came from a fairly tall man with long straight brown hair. He seemed to be a doctor judging by his face mask, and the utensils that he was carrying in his pocket. Behind him was.. Fuck, that guy is like a big ass fucking tree. When did humans ever get that tall? Following behind the seems to be doctor was a tall ass fuck soldier, the soldier had some short messy brown hair and a small beard, and he looked like he was older than what he actually was, but anyway enough of that. Look at those faces of horror. Their mouths were wide open. Their eyes in shock and fear. They look like they saw a titan honestly. The two men ran over to me.
"Oh my goodness, Carla! What has happened to you?" The seems to be doctor asked. His hands went up to touching her pale cold, but peaceful face.
"When a giant titan destroyed a piece of the gate, a piece of the rumble destroyed the house which crushed her legs. I managed to get her out of there, but with all of the running I did, I might have end up damaging her legs even more. I did the best with what I could after I got to safety, but she lost a lot of blood and needs immediate medical care." I answer the question for the seems to be doctor rather than waiting for Carla to wake up and talk for herself.
"Oh my goodness. Thank you very much for saving her. She is my wife. Follow me, I'll get a bed set up quickly for her." The husband practically ran into the hospital, weaving his way through the people on the ground, and the doctors and nurses moving people on stretchers. I followed behind quickly as I could without jostling Carla's legs, and the soldier was following behind me watching Carla intently. Uhh, who is this guy?
By the time I got into the hospital, the husband had already gotten a bed set up and was ushering us into the room closest to the entrance. Dang, the man gets things done fast.
I set Carla down onto the empty bed and grabbed a stool to sit beside the bed. The soldier grabbed a seat to sit right next to me. Well tall guy, you certainly don't seem to look ok at all. He went from looking at Carla's leg up to her pale face. Not for sure what he was actually thinking, but I know a lot of things were going inside of his head judging from the expression of his face. He looked like he was horrified because of the injuries that Carla had gotten, but he seemed to have some kind of regret that showed in his eyes. I wasn't for sure what it was, but I wasn't going to say anything.
The husband had already gotten a table set up and was currently washing his hands. He put on gloves, and he started to unravel Carla's bandage. "You did a good job at wrapping Carla's legs."
"Thank you." Even for a good job, the wounds were opening up and bleeding again. The dried blood was sticking the skin and bandages together. Disgusting, but not an unusual sight for me. That's what you get when you don't have a needle and string to sew them together when the wounds look like that.
When the husband got all of the bandages his removed, he grabbed a cloth and poured alcohol on it or at least that was what it smelled like. He gently rubbed it on the leg wounds to remove the blood and clean the wounds.
"From the look of things, her legs are better than expected. I can't tell how much damage there is to the bones, but I won't take the chance of opening her legs up to see. She lost way too much blood for such a procedure." I wonder why they are better than expected. Because I know why, it's because of me. The husband grabbed a string and needle and started stitching up her leg wounds.
When the husband had finished stitching and cleaning his workplace, he had taken off his gloves and had taken his wife's hand into his own. He kissed her hand, whispering incomprehensible shit about staying alive and other stuff. I didn't bother to pay much attention. It wasn't anything important to me.
"I'm sorry, but I never introduced myself or got your name. My name is Grisha Yeager, and as you can tell, I'm a doctor. This is my wife, Carla Yeager." Holy shit. Their last name is Yeager? Is that a coincidence or something? Uhh… Well, I'm not telling them that. So, let's just say…
"I'm Eren." That's all that needs to be said.
"It's very nice to meet you Eren, and thank you again for saving my wife's life. You have my utmost gratitude." Sooo… Who is this soldier guy sitting beside me still? He hasn't even said a single word so far.
"You're welcome. By the way, who are you? You haven't said a single word, since Carla and I got here." I turned my attention towards the soldier. Well, he must have been seriously lost in thought because he was actually startled. The soldier turned his full attention onto me. He seriously does not look ok.
"I'm Keith Shadis. I'm the Commander of the Survey Corps. Well, I guess now. I was the commander… All I am now is just an old friend. No one special..." His eyes averted away from me to the more interesting unconscious Carla. For a commander this guy is depressed as fuck.
"Well, I'm Eren. I'm just a passerby. It's nice to meet you."
"Yeah…" The commander went back to being silent and moody. Ok well, I tried. Not for sure what is up with him, but I guess it's something that concerns Carla and him.
But dang, Grisha and Carla know some higher ups. Maybe that's why everybody knows who they are. Maybe, it would be better to stay by their side. They might actually be a lot more useful than I thought. At least, I got something from saving the woman.
"Excuse me, but did you happen to see a little girl with black hair? Her name is Mikasa. She's my adopted daughter." Well, that explains their relationship.
"Yeah, she's in the shelter with a little blond kid and an old man. I didn't get their name."
"I see. She's safe with Armin and his grandpa. That's very good. I guess luck was on our side this time. You didn't encounter any titans did you?"
"We did encounter one." I stated in a matter of fact tone. "It was weird one though. It kept chasing us even walking through buildings along the way."
"Then that one is probably an abnormal titan. An abnormal titan acts completely different from normal titans." Oh hey, look at who decided to speak up. At least, the soldiers aren't complete morons when it comes to titans. They at least pick up a few things. "How did you get away from the titan?" The commander turned to face me.
"Ohh that, I jumped into a tower, and the titan decided to destroy the tower's wall. The tower couldn't support itself, so it collapsed and crushed the titan, and I ran away scott free. Even if it's an abnormal, at least they are morons."
"A tower? There's no tower in Shiganshina." Grisha said in confusion.
What? There's no tower? I was pretty sure it was one. It looked like one even if it was collapsing. Strange. Was there something special in there? All I smelled was mold and fungus and shit. Well, I guess if there was something in there, then that pungent smell would definitely block my senses from smelling anything. It smelled awful in there.
"I'm pretty sure it was a tower. The whole place stank. It was covered in mold, fungus, and shit. Looked like no one had ever taken care of it and just let it infest with some vile shit." Grisha and Keith looked at each other in confusion. I guess it's not a tower that humans can see then. Well great and I don't care honestly. It's still not part of my mission.
"Well, it doesn't matter anymore. The place is gone and destroyed."
And they didn't take the bait. "Where was the tower?" The commander asked.
"Somewhere in the back right corner of the town." Now, come to think of it. I didn't see that tower till I jumped into it. Man, I'm so pissed. Kuruma, give me back my powers. Everything is literally throwing me off.
They looked back at each other like they were reading each other minds, and then Grisha shook his head. I guess they aren't convince that there is a tower there.
"What did the titan look like?" Grisha asked. Both of their attention were on me now. Just great. I love attention.
"It was about fifteen meters tall. It had short blonde hair that was down to its neck. I suppose the most iconic feature would be its smile. It had this giant ugly smile that went from one side of its face to the other." Holy shit. Grisha's face just turn into the most horrified and unhappy face in the entire world. I guess there was something special about that titan, and he definitely knows something.
"I think it's about that we leave here. There are other wounded people that are going to need this bed." Grisha got up from his seat and picked up Carla from the bed.
"Yeah…" I looked at Keith, but the guy looked about as confused as I was. Weird.
The four of us left the crowded hospital to the shelters, and well, I guess the easiest way to find out where the kids and grandpa went would be to just open up all of the shelters till we find them. And that is exactly what they did. I just took a sniff and to find Mikasa's scent. Simple enough.
"Hey, they are over here." I grabbed a blanket from a stack outside of the shelter and walked in. The other two followed behind me to the kids. The grandpa wasn't anywhere in sight. Maybe went to take a leak?
I laid down the blanket onto the floor, and Grisha set Carla down onto the blanket. So what now? Are we going to sleep? If so I'm going to sneak out and get Kuro cleaned.
Grisha looked over to the kids like he was thinking about something that wasn't good in the slightest. He walked over to the little blond kid and was about to wake him up, but I stopped him. "Hey, I have no idea what is going inside in your head, but don't involve the kids. They've gone through enough already."
"It's none of your business." He said and just went right back to what he was doing. Fuck you. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and lifted him up, nearly choking him.
"None of my business? What the fuck? Yeah sure, your family is none of my business, but you shouldn't push a child into adult matters. They're still children. I don't care if they're adopted. I don't care if they're a friend or something. You're an adult and a parent. Who the fuck do you think children look up to? I'll answer that for you. You. Their parents. So, protect them. Nurture them. That is your job." I let go of his collar, and he dropped down onto the floor with a loud thud. He held his neck with his hand, hacking up a lung.
"I have no idea what changed in you after the whole titan fiasco, but something in you did change. And whatever did change has nothing to do with those two. Children learn from people around them and especially their parents. I don't know anything about your past, but even I can tell that your parents probably forced you into some shit. So, do you plan on continuing your parents teaching, or do you plan on learning from their mistakes? Just so you know. I plan on kicking you out if you pick the first option."
"Uncle…?" Well shit. I guess I woke up Mikasa.
"Mikasa… Are you alright?" Grisha crawled over to the little girl taking her hand into his hand, caressing her cheek with the other hand.
"Yeah… Are you ok? I heard some yelling." She nuzzled her cheek against Grisha's caresses.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It wasn't anything important. So, go ahead and go back to sleep. You're tired aren't you?" His eyes soften in response to the quiet girl's voice and affection.
"Yeah, is auntie alright?"
"Yes, she's fine. Her legs need time to heal. So I want you to be a good girl and help her out, ok?" The man patted the little girl's head gently.
"Yeah, I'll be good." The little girl had such a cute innocent soft smile on her face. Do you understand what the hell you were going to take away from them, Grisha?
"Good. Now, go to sleep." He said in a quiet soothing voice.
"Yeah…" The little girl closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
He's crying. The man had let go of the girl's hand and let his tears fall onto the floor. I have no idea what he was planning on doing with the kids, but I think he realized his mistake now. I was still pissed at him, but I gave him the moment of silence that he needed with the kids.
After a few minutes of silent crying, Grisha took off his glasses and wiped off his tears with the sleeve of his jackets. He stood up and dusted off his jackets and pants.
"So, what do you plan on doing now?" I questioned him, crossing my arms against my chest.
"I have some business that needs to be taken care of. Don't follow me." What the fuck? Do I have to smashed the guy's head to get my message in there or something? The man walked past the both of us without ever looking at us in the eye. His eyes just staring at the stupid floor.
The man had stopped probably at the door. "Oh and Eren, thank you. For saving Carla. For saving the kids. For saving them from my mistakes. And for saving me from repeating my own mistakes. I'm sure you would be an amazing father in the future. A much better father than I ever was." And then he just left.
"What the fuck? I don't need your fucking thank yous. I thought I told you to protect them and nurture them. What's the point in leaving them for your stupid business?" I scratched my scalp in irritation. Humans are so weird.
"I think he has something that he has to do no matter what. I think that's what his eyes were saying." I turned around to face the soldier that was staring at the entrance. His eyes were sad and filled with regret probably. I don't know what he was thinking, but something happened between those two. "He once said that people had to special.. chosen individuals to be able to join the Survey Corps. I let that get into my head, and soon enough, I found myself leading soldiers to their death. I was such an idiot that I couldn't figure it out till I killed so many of comrades. I was never special, but there were other people that were. He was. And you are too." The man had collapsed to the floor with his head down in defeat.
"We all have shit that we have to do no matter what. It's just that other bullshit gets in our way, and then we can't do it. Even then… there are some things that are way more important than the shit we have to do. It's the one like you and him that get sucked into yourself and forget the shit around you. Hmph, not that I can blame you. We are selfish. We selfishly want to be important, special in other people's eye, but that's when we start making mistakes." Why am I telling this to this soldier? I wonder if it's because I made these same mistakes in my past.
"I have no idea what your relationship is with him, but… you don't have to do anything to be special. You were special the moment you were born. Sure, you might not realize it yourself, but maybe one day you will. I'm sure you will find someone that thinks you are special. Whether it be a man, woman, children, or yourself." I walked towards the entrance, but then I heard the soft laughter coming from the soldier.
"Hahaha… Carla. Grisha's wife. She said the exact same thing to me years ago, but I thought it was stupid thinking. I insulted her. Called her names. And… I never apologized to her."
"It seems that you already have someone that thinks you are special. And she's not dead. She's still alive. So when she wakes up, tell her about your feelings before you regret more shit."
"Yeah…" He turned to look back at Carla's peaceful face. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to follow Grisha. Who knows what stupid business that he has to leave his family behind in such a terrible situation? So, can you watch over them for me?"
"Yeah.. I can do that. I'll wait till you get back." He said looking into my eyes.
"Thanks." I smiled and ran out chasing after the stupid doctor.
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