Title: The Evolution of a Miracle
Summary: AU The members of the Generation of Miracles are part of the original Training Squad sent out during the first Titan attack. Set in the Shingeki no Kyojin universe.
Rating: T
Genre: Angst, drama, romance
Major Characters & Pairings: Aomine Daiki/Momoi Satsuki, Midorima Shintarou, Murasakibara Atsushi, Kise Ryouta, Akashi Seijuurou, Kuroko Tetsuya
Warning: Violence, blood, cursing, psychological breakdowns, mentions of death
Towering at roughly sixty meters, the Colossal Titan's entire face and body were made up of pure muscles and tendons. Steam hissed out from its nostrils before it slammed the other hand onto the top of the Wall. The Titan's white teeth clenched with effort as it began to push.
"It's trying to break the wall…" Aomine said in daze. The rapid drumming of his heart and the whooshing of his blood almost drowned out his own voice. His whole body felt cold as a heavy pressure descended upon the District.
"T-Titans! It's them!"
"They're coming!"
Mobs of people began to shout. But like Aomine, no one moved.
Instead, they all stared like the helpless sheep they were.
The Colossal Titan hunched its back, and lowered its head as it gripped the Wall. Flexing back a leg, it delivered a powerful kick that thundered throughout the District. Pieces of the Wall crumbled from the force, and Aomine fell backwards as the shock of impact rippled throughout the ground.
Stones began to break off from Wall Maria—crushing the civilians and destroying buildings. People screamed as large chunks of debris continued to rain down, and suddenly, the entire District was in a state of emergency.
A couple of people were trapped underneath the pillars and the large pieces of stone, but no one paid any attention to them. Parents and family members yelled in distress for their kin. And around them, everyone began to panic, and started to push their way through the crowds.
But in the midst of this mayhem, Aomine was aware of only one thing.
There was now a giant hole in Wall Maria.
Smoke steamed from the site, and an evil glint was seen before the face of a seven meter class Titan emerged from the shadows.
"IT'S THE TITANS!"
"THEY BROKE THE WALL!"
The screams grew louder as everyone began to run in all directions.
There were no more thoughts of family or friends.
A small child stood in the middle of the frenzied mob—openly sobbing because he couldn't find his mother. And a couple of yards away, an old man fell, and was trampled to his death as others fled for safety.
It was chaos personified.
More Titans began to emerge. Their loud footsteps and the cries of civilians resonated throughout the town as many Titans started to pick people off.
A shiver ran up Aomine's spine when he realized that his and Momoi's families were also at risk. And this thought immediately jolted him from his paralysis.
He jumped onto the railing, and released his grapple hooks—intending to check on their families. But just as he was about to release his gas mechanism, the shrill scream of a girl stopped him in his place.
The girl couldn't be any older than him—looking barely sixteen at most. Shaking and sobbing like mad, she cowered at the base of his building while begging a three meter class Titan to leave her alone. Her cries increased in intensity as the monster began to reach for her. A sinister glint passed through its eyes as its lips curled up in a sneer.
Aomine cursed, knowing that he can't just leave this girl to die. Turning slightly in his position, he released the gas mechanisms, and allowed the momentum to carry him forward. At the last moment, he shifted left to make a huge arc behind the Titan. It paid him no attention. He unsheathed his twin swords and, once he was within range, made two deep cuts across the nape of the Titan's neck.
Blood gushed out from the wound as the Titan groaned, and fell forward. The girl screamed again when the body hit the ground with a loud thump. But before either of them could say anything to each other, another Titan came rushing at them; this one a lot bigger than the previous.
It ran at a weird angle—trampling a couple of the smaller Titans as it sprinted. Two large arms flopped uselessly around its enormous body, and the head shook from side-to-side as it foamed around the mouth.
Aomine scowled, thinking that was possibly the most retarded Titan he has ever seen.
His cobalt eyes shifted to the girl—who was still sat in the corner, staring dumbly at the approaching Titan.
"Why are you still sitting there?! Run!" He yelled. She snapped her gaze to Aomine as if she has just noticed his presence. His words finally hit her, and she scampered off.
Aomine focused his attention back to the Titan.
Tightened his grip on the blades, he released his grapple hooks and swung up. He propelled his body forward—opening himself once he reached the highest altitude before releasing his grapple hooks again, and spun through the air. Dodging and weaving through the Titan's outstretched hands, Aomine teased the monster while trying to find an opening. He shot another wire, and feinted left. Thinking that it had him now, the Titan opened its mouth.
Aomine smirked.
At the last moment, he shifted his weight to his right—causing the Titan to stumble forward from the unexpected change of direction. Making use of its current confusion, he shot his grapple hooks to the Titan's neck, and sliced a deep gash across the back.
The Titan fell forward in slow motion, and Aomine watched with a look of disgust as the corpse began to steam.
As he shook off the excess blood from his swords, he surveyed his surroundings. The Titans were now coming in huge numbers from the hole. Although he had saved that one girl, he watched helplessly as Titans around him continued to reach for humans, and devoured them. He tightened his grip on his swords—conflicted between wanting to help them, and finding his own family.
Two more Titans took noticed of Aomine; one was a ten meter class and the other was a seven. Aomine crouched down—waiting for them to get closer before attacking. But just as he was about to release his grapple hooks, twin slashes of blood appeared from behind the Titans.
The two beasts slowly fell forward.
Aomine frowned in confusion until he saw a flash of yellow and green.
"Hey, Aominecchi! Need any help?" Kise grinned as he landed on top of the Titan's head with an easy grace. He shook his bangs out of his eyes. Meanwhile, his sword dripped with the Titan's blood as he stepped away from the corpse, and began to head towards the shocked cobalt-haired teen.
Midorima landed next to the blond with a less dramatic entrance. He wore his characteristic solemn expression as he pushed his glasses up. His hands were blood-stained from killing Titans.
Aomine bristled at Kise's question, now that his shock has worn off.
"I had everything under control!" He yelled at the smiling blond man, feeling his blood pressure beginning to rise at the thought of having to deal with these two. Then, something clicked. "Wait, why are you guys here? Where's the Survey Corps? Where's the reinforcements?"
Midorima glanced at him from the corners of his eyes. His lips were drawn down in a small scowl, annoyed that he had to put up with this fool.
"We are the reinforcements." Aomine's eyes widened slightly. "Many of the Survey Corps members were away on a Recon mission this week, so we were sent out as a last resort." He sighed suddenly, as if explaining this to Aomine was a huge nuisance. "We were told to eliminate as many Titans as possible but—" Midorima looked at the hole in the Wall before continuing, "—given the current situation, I'm assuming we just have to hold them off long enough for all the civilians to be evacuated instead."
He gave Aomine a pointed look, and a heavy silence descended upon the three as all had understood what was unspoken.
Aomine can never go home again after today. He gripped his blades tighter.
Was his family even alive anymore? Was Satsuki's?
Suddenly, Aomine had another frightening thought.
"Satsuki." Kise and Midorima's eyes widened in surprise. "Was she part of the reinforcement?"
They both nodded, and Aomine cursed under his breath.
Midorima took one long look at Aomine's tensed posture and, barely suppressing the sigh that threatened to escape him, knew what he had to do. However, he couldn't manage to fully contain his eye roll. It was no secret to anyone in the Training Corps that he and Aomine simply did not get along. After all, they were both in the Top Five of their year. And considering that their work ethnics and fighting styles were polar opposites from one another, there was no question that they would clash very frequently.
But in competing against him for the past three years, Midorima has come to understand Aomine's personality very well—much to his own personal disgust. And he knew that, in this moment, what Aomine Daiki wanted the most was also something that he could never bring himself to ask for outright.
Stupid boy, Midorima chided. You are so transparent.
But he guessed that he can play along with the game. If anyone questioned him later, he would simply say that it was for Momoi's sake. After all, she was always nice and friendly to everyone in the Training Corps—even if Midorima himself has given up trying to understand what she saw in this ill-tempered, brash boy.
"Why don't do you go find Momoi? Last time we saw her, she was heading towards her house. Kise and I can take care of this area." There. He was giving him a way out.
Kise nodded enthusiastically at this suggestion, and Aomine gave Midorima a look of suspicion.
A long silence passed.
Midorima wanted to throttle him as his own irritation built. Why the hell was he taking so long to say yes?
"Fine. I guess I'll leave it to you guys," Aomine said reluctantly after a few seconds elapsed. "Just don't die," he added as an afterthought.
Midorima scoffed. This time, he didn't even try to hide his eye roll.
"Don't be absurd. I have my lucky item with me today." He held out a small, green frog stuffed animal in the palm of his hand—ignoring Kise and Aomine's perplexed looks. "There's nothing to worry about."
Having said his piece, Midorima turned, and began walking towards a three meter class Titan at the neighboring street.
Kise turned back to Aomine, and smiled encouragingly.
"Don't worry," he said. "Midorimacchi and I got this." He gave Aomine a thumbs up and a wink as if to prove his point. Behind him, the three meter class Titan fell as Midorima delivered a clean cut. Despite his dislike of this guy, Aomine had to admit that the green-haired teen did have high accuracy when it came to killing Titans—although, he would much rather cut off his own tongue than to ever acknowledge this out loud.
"Alright, I guess I'll be going now." Shaking off the weird feeling that he had from this entire conversation, Aomine released his grapple hooks, and began heading east in full speed.
Kise watched as Aomine's person gradually became smaller as the latter put more distance between them. Then, he strolled over to Midorima, who was still studying the Titan. The corpse sizzled as it decomposed. Kise whistled in appreciation when he saw the straight, clean cut on the back of the neck before hanging one arm around Midorima's shoulders.
The latter immediately tensed, and gave Kise a weird look. But the blond man only smirked lazily.
"That was really nice of you."
Midorima jerked at the unexpected compliment—pushing Kise's arm away as he suddenly averted his eyes. The tip of his ears had already started to feel warm.
"What nonsense are you prattling on about?"
Kise chuckled. Amusement glinted in his eyes as he took in Midorima's flushed face. But he dropped the subject.
"Anyways, Midorimacchi, let's see who can kill more Titans! We can make it into a game!" His topaz eyes sparkled now with the prospects of a competition. Midorima walked away— ignoring Kise's request, and his background whining.
He pushed his glasses up.
His face burned with mortification.