Disclaimer: I do not own or make money from the anime/mangas of Attack on Titan or Death Note
Suggested listening: Attack on Titan OST (mainly track 8, 5, 2, 15 )
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-Return: Part 2-
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"Worst summer vacation ever," Matt grumbled, mind still not quite believing what was happening. He heard the screams. Had listened to the intercom telling them it wasn't a drill. Had seen...had seen Linda be eaten.
And yet, Titans had not been seen from in over seventeen generations. What would suddenly make them reappear now? Where they were. It didn't make sense. Nothing made sense. The only thing he could count on was Mello.
Mello who was pulling ahead of him. "Damn it." Matt still had not got the hang of the 3D Maneuvering gear yet. It was not quite as simple as strapping the stuff on and pushing a button to go. Matt supposed that was why there were years of training for this. Years they no longer had.
Matt grit his teeth and used more gas to correct his aim. If he kept this up he would run out of gas before they could even get out of there. The situation was worse off then either of them had imagined. Getting to the elite training grounds had cost four people their lives.
Five had decided to follow him and Mello to the grounds—his idea was sound, and gave them hope. It also would provide security where those damn foam blades would not. And with the instructors coming to deal with the titan it would be easy.
If of course, there hadn't been an aberrant titan hiding behind the showers. Or another meter class titan coming from behind the second year bunks to join the first. Matt didn't know instructor Mikami could scream so loud...
In all, four of the five who followed them had been taken out by the aberrant. The only one who had reached the gear with them, had taken too long to get ready and they had left them behind. Perhaps it was cowardice that drove them forward, just the two of them. Yet surely they could catch up?
Yeah. And horses could fly.
Though, they could really use some right now. There were too many large spaces between the buildings to effectively utilize the 3DMG. If they could get to the stables and grab two horses they would be better off.
Something heavy crashed into Matt's side and he went down into the ground, hard. Tumbling to a stop, Matt lay there disoriented. He could vaguely hear Mello yelling at him. His ears were ringing and he gave a generic "I'm alive" answer.
What the hell-
He glanced beside him and halted mid thought, entire body becoming tense like a wired pulled taunt.
"B-body."
Bloody, crumpled, mess of a body. It was one of the instructors. Blood pooled sluggishly around the stumps of what used to be his legs. "Oh my fuc-"
"Jeevas, get your shit together. You're in the titans line of sight!"
Matt snapped to attention at the frantic sound of Mello's voice. There, just beyond training grounds was what appeared to be a meter class titan. And it was happily stomping towards him. "Shit." Matt stood, legs shaking and took quick assessment of his gear. He was in the green. Grapple-hooks shot forth from their containers and he was lifted from the ground and out of the titans increasingly close reach.
At least until the current run of buildings ended. Then they were screwed. There was only so fast he could run with the unfamiliar gear on, and even experienced it would be impossible. It was why humanity had used horses the first time around. Now it was all for show. For competition. Not for real life. Thankfully the knowledge was still there, taught and ingrained in the select few who went to the training. Matt wasn't certain whether he should be thankful or not he was there.
"You alright?" Mello yelled over to him. He was on an opposite set of buildings running along the top. If they could conserve gas before having to refill the tanks they had to do it. The refill station was too far away.
"Yeah. Nothing broken." I think, Matt added silently. His shoulder hurt like hell but he could still move it.
Mello nodded to him and hopped off the building, using the grapple-hooks for support. Matt's building extended a bit further before he had to do the same. Then it was an insane sprint to the next set. Afterwards they could reach the stable. And thank God for that because Matt's chest and lungs burned. No more smoking for him. Cold turkey right here.
"I'm going to have a heart attack before the titan eats me." Matt groaned, stumbling.
"Quit your bitching and speed up." Mello snapped at him, though there was a hint of smirk in his tone.
Matt saw that he was in range of the building and sent a silent "thank you" to whatever was watching over him. He seriously couldn't catch his breath-
"Fuck!"
Matt, having just shot into the air and landing on the roof tiles, turned to see Mello hanging off the edge of his own. He laughed. "Aim wrong?"
"No you fucktard! There's something wrong with the gear. I think I got a shitty air tank."
"Check the fan. Make sure nothing jammed in it." Matt called. The look Mello gave him was of pure hatred. Changing plans, Matt shot across the gap of buildings and landed in front of Mello. He reached out to give him a hand, to pull him up.
As their fingers connected the most peculiar expression drew across Mello's face. Somewhere between surprise and horror. And then Mello was gone. Ripped away from him and into the grabby hands of a small ugly titan.
"Mello!" Matt screamed. He went to follow, to rush after and save him, but the bigheaded, ugly titan already had him in its mouth. Mello's torso dangled limply from the grinning set of jaws as it bit down on him. Blood ran down it chin as it pulled him apart.
"You idiot! If we don't make it out of here who will tell the world titans are back!" Matt pushed his goggles up to his forehead and out of his eyes. He couldn't see over the budding tears, and that was the most dangerous situation to be in and not see. Matt ignored the fact that this might be the last place the titans appeared, having already taken over the rest of the continent, or world. Yet again.
These training grounds could be the last "safe" point for all he knew. And Mello... Mello was-
"Damn it!" He screamed and used the 3DMG to latch onto the titan, reeling himself closer with blades drawn. It already had it's mouth occupied. He could do this. He could kill it. He was going to cut these bastards out of his way.
He spun around the side and behind the titan. Just like in practice, he aimed for the space at the base of the neck and using the two blades he struck. Only in practice they had always used the foam blades. His cuts weren't deep enough and the titan didn't go down.
Instead, the titan grabbed him as he swung by for a second run. Matt struggled in its meaty fist as it brought him closer and closer toward its large, freakishly grinning mouth.
Mello had been dropped to the ground; what was left of him twisted at an odd angle. His lifeless eyes stared up at the sky as a small sea of Matt's blood pelted down on him.
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-The End-
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AN: So yes, I killed them :D but really, with a AOT xover can you really expect any less? Haha. I also want to thank everyone who has reviewed so far, you know who you are :)
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