Screams echoed through my head and black filled my vision. What was going on? What was happening? Thoughts and questions filled my head with everything else. 'Voices, I need to focus on those'. I tried to focus, but they just sounded like muffled noise. There were two voices, no three, I think.

Two male and one female, I believe. I tried moving my hands and found them to be heavy to move, next I tried shifting my legs and found out that they too, were heavy. I moved my head a bit and found that only makes the throbbing headache worse. But I had to get up, something was telling me, in my gut, to get up.

I dragged my legs under me and shifted my arms and hands to push up my torso, so I could lean back on my knees and legs. I opened my eyes, or at least tried to and I could barley make out figured blobs. Trying to keep my head up straight and not moving was hard, cause for some reason, it just liked to role to one side and to the other.

"Oh ho, Look Mark, she's awake", I heard one of the male voices say.

"She sure it Chris", this guy 'Mark' I guess answered him.

"Now that you are back with us, you can watch us take your friend from you", this 'Mark' guy said to me.

"No", I looked at them and tried to stand, but a hand was placed on my chest and shoved me backwards and my head hit a wall, I slid to the ground again, falling on some bottles and trash.

"Don't worry girly, you'll be next", 'Chris' said to me.

I opened my eyes and everything was slowly becoming clearer. The two guys were surrounding my friend and grabbing her wrist and arms. She was trying to push them off of her and kick them away, but they were faster and stronger then her. They had her pinned to the wall and was trying to muffle her screaming voice with their hand.

"Now now, we don't want to end our fun now do we?" Mark asked her.

I heard a soft whimper escape past her lips. No, I can't let this happen, I won't let this happen. I couldn't fight them, I was too weak, what could I do? I felt around for something, anything, but there was nothing and I doubt a bottle would stop these guy's right now.

I did the only thing I could do, Scream. I sucked in as much air as I could fit in my lungs and I scream bloody murder. I looked at my friend and saw the two guys let her go and cover their own ears. They turned around and saw me screaming and walked towards me and went to hit me, but I ducked and stepped back away from them.

I took another quick breath and screamed again, hoping desperately that someone would hear me. I looked at the man Chris as he brought his fist back and went to strike me, I moved and he missed, but his friend Mark didn't, he kicked me in the side and I fell to the ground groaning from the pain that was shooting up my side.

"You noisy, filthy, trash" with every insult he would kick my side.

I looked up and saw that my friend, Beth had only taken a few steps away from where she was standing before they left her for me.

"Run!" I yelled out to her, but the guys quickly turned around and caught her before she could make it five steps.

"Ha, you think you're so smart" Chris said.

Chris yanked on Beth's hair and she yelped.

"Stupid brats", Mark mumbled.

Chris shoved Beth agains the wall for the second time, and Mark stood to the side putting his hands on her shirt.

Please no! Please!

"Hey, what do you think you're doing!?" I tilted my head up and saw an MP looking down the ally we were in.

"HELP!" I screamed at the MP and his face went from curiosity to anger.

"We need to go, like now Mark" I saw Chris back away from Beth.

Thank God.

"For giving us trouble, brats", Mark pulled out something shiny from his pants and pushed it into Beth's stomach.

"NO!" I screamed at the man who just stabbed Beth and he gave me a wide smile showing all his teeth.

I saw Mark and Cris run away from Beth as her body fell to the ground. At the same time, I heard foot steps running to where we were and they past me and made chase after the two men. When Beth fell to the ground, one of the MP's were trying to stop the bleeding. I tried to push myself up, but I couldn't, so I settled for crawling. I dragged myself over to her and she tilted her head to look at me when I got closer, and I saw tears streaming down her face.

"No, Beth, Please don't leave me", I said in between tears and sobs that were slowly trying to make there way out.

"Tell my family I love them, please" Beth whispered out.

"Beth, no, you tell them", tears were escaping my eyes.

"I can't", her voice was getting softer.

"I can't stop the bleeding, I'm trying, but the cut is too deep" the MP said to us.

"Jan Jan, I love you, don't ever forget that. I'm sorry, I'll see you next time", she talked till her voice faded and her eyes dulled in color.

I lost it.

I cried and screamed holding her to me, holding her head to my chest and wrapping my arms around her shoulders, just slowly rocking back and forth. I was saying something I'm sure I was, but I didn't know what I was saying, everything was foggy. My vision, my hearing, my head. Nothing was making sense to me anymore. All I knew, was that my best friend Beth Crow, was now dead.

"Miss", someone put a hand on my shoulder and spoke, " we have the Military Police waiting to take her body to her family, and we would like you to tell us what happened when we get the their house. I can tell you we caught the guys who did this, and with your help, we can insure it won't happen again. Ok?", I heard a male voice say.

I just nodded my head.

"Can you let her go so we can pick her up?", I repacked my arms and let them pick her up and set her on a cart that was behind us.

"Can you stand?", the male voice asked.

I shook my head.

"I'll help you", he said.

I felt a pair of arms reach around my chest and heave me up to try and stand on my feet. I was able to stand, but walking was another story. I would stumble and almost fall, or my legs would give out and I would almost fall. In the end, the MP decided to stay by my side and let me lean on him till we got to Beth's house.

I knocked on the door and her mother answered. She had a smile on her face till she saw how I looked, then she looked behind me and saw her daughter. Her face fell and the look she had on would shatter everyone's heart. She pushed past me and ran to her daughter, screaming and crying in agony. I glanced behind me and saw her kneeling down on the ground, holding her daughters arm to her chest as she cursed God and everyone who was with him.

The day dragged on in agony as I relived what happened. I had to tell the MP's and Beth's Parents what all happened in the ally. The MP's jotted everything down I said in their note books, While Beth's Parents looked at each other in horror. I looked down at the table the whole time I told the story. I could't look at her Parent's, I couldn't see what it was doing to them with what I had to say. My teary face was dry and all feeling I had in my body was gone, numb.

"We have what we needed" the MP's stood up and gave their condolences to the couple.

"We will walk you home, Janice", the Male MP Dan said.

I stood up and turned to her Parents, "I'm so sorry", I whispered to them while looking at he floor.

"It's ok, there was nothing you could have done", her Dad said to me.

"It's ok sweetie go home and rest", Her Mom said.

I tried not to let anymore tears leak from my eyes. I turned around and start staggering towards the door before the MP Dan, helped me walk out of their house.


My eyes slowly open and I felt tears running down my cheeks. I reached a hand up and felt that I had been crying. I took a deep breath and stared at the ceiling. Why of all days did I dream about her? It wasn't even close to the day she past, so why was I thinking about her?

I blinked my eyes to try and clear my vision. I wiped the rest of the tears away from my cheeks and eyes and rolled over to stare out the window. It was still dark out, but you could see that it was starting to lighten. I stayed snuggled in my blanket, enjoying the warmth and comfort that it gave me.

'knock knock'

I glanced at the door, 'who's that?' I thought but didn't move. I didn't have to be out of bed and ready for another forty-five minutes. I was going to stay relaxing till then.

'knock knock', "Oi, open up", I male voice said.

Was that Captain Levi? it can't be, or I guess it could be, but I don't think It would be. I sat up and threw the covers off my legs and swung them over the edge of the bed and padded over to the door. I unlocked the door, turned the handle and opened the door to see, in fact Captain Levi standing before me.

"Yes, Captain?", I asked.

What does he want so early in the morning?

"I heard screaming and crying as I was walking by earlier, I had shit to do, so I came back now", He looked bored.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I woke anyone. I had a bad dream" I looked down as I said that, "I won't let it happen again", I looked back up at him and shifted on my feet as his eyes didn't move nor blink.

It's like he was calculating something about what I had said. His stare though, It was making me a bit uneasy.

"Tch, whatever, brat", he turned and walked away from my door and down the hall.

Awkward, was all I could think of to some up the weird exchange we just had. I shook my head and shut the door, locking it as I went back to my bed and covered up again and got warm.

TIME SKIP: 2 days before expedition.

"Hey Jan, ready to train?", I looked up from my sitting position by a tree, to see Victor jogging up to me.

"I just finished with 3DMG, I'm taking a break now", I told him and went back reading a book I got from the library.

"Oh, really? Well alright then. What else are you going to train on?" He walked towards me and sat down a few feet away from my side, but still close enough to enjoy the shade of the tree.

I put my finger on the sentence I was at to save my place, "I don't know, maybe just run a bit and horse back ridding" I said and looked back at the spot I was reading.

I barley managed to get four words in before Victor opened his mouth, "Cool, do you mind if I join you for the ridding part?", he asked me.

Again I placed my finger to save my spot, "I guess, it's not like I can tell you no", I gave him an aggravated look, hoping he would get the hint to leave me alone to read.

"Cool, thanks. Well then I'll see ya. I'm gonna see what Lance is doing, bye", he stood up and waved to me and walked away.

What a weird Leader I have. I looked down at the page I was on and removed my finger to get back to the sentence I was reading.


It was a book about a Princess who grew up losing everyone she cared for. A curse was placed on her parents that their first born would only know of heartache. She was only cursed, cause her parents had everything and never knew of heartache themselves, her parents also treated everyone else with distain and disgust. The last time they treated someone poorly, it was a young boy, teenager, who was dirty and wearing old rags as clothes.

He asked for something to eat or even something small like a glass of water. The parents treated him with hurtful words and a slammed door in the face. He knocked on the door again, and the father opened the door and saw the same teen standing there. This time the man was furious, he yelled up a storm and was cursing at the teen to leave his castle and never return.

The man was worked up and breathing heavily. The teen took a step back and said 'I gave you your last chance', the teen raised his hands above his head and brought them down, the man covered his eyes as the wind blew leaves and dirt around in the air, after a few seconds when everything was settled, the man looked at the teen that was standing before him, and saw a man in his mid twenties standing there, no longer a teen.

"What is this magic?", The man said.

The now man answered him, "I am a warlock, I grant people wishes or curses. I came here today to give you your last chance, but you wasted it. I will leave here today, giving you a curse. May your child be born and only experience and know of heartache. That is your punishment", the Warlock turned around and started walking away.

"Ha, You're not real, magic, doesn't exist!" the man slams the door.

The Warlock turned towards the door and closed his eyes, whispering a spell under his breath, when he was done he apologized, "I'm sorry that you have to suffer for your parents mistakes", he said and walked away.

I read the whole book and was on the last two pages, it was sad, but in the end she did find true love, but how she found it was sad. True the the Warlocks word, she only knew of heartache. Every friend she made, every pet she owned, every castle maid she got close to, would either get sick and had to leave or they died.

The one person she got closest too, was a boy who cleaned the horses stables, they were close friends for years and he was her most dearest friend. They were both in their mid twenties when tragedy struck, a horse got lose and knocked the boy down and he hit his head on a rock.

The princess saw everything and rushed to her friend, but there was nothing to be done to save him. He was already gone. By the time she was thirty, she had decided that she had lived with sadness enough, on the night of her thirtieth birthday, she took her own life. The Warlock that placed the curse on her, watched as she ended her life. He stepped out from behind the shadows of a trees and walked over to her ghost.

"I am sorry you had to suffer, your parents told you why you were cursed?" He asked her and she replied with a sorrowful 'yes'.

"To apologize to you for making you suffer, I have a gift for you", he pointed to the tree behind him.

"A gift?", she tilted her head to the side.

She looked to where the Warlock was pointing and saw her old friend, the stable boy, walk out from behind the tree.

"But how? You're suppose to be dead?" She ran up to him and huged him.

"I am, but then again, so are you", he told her.

The End.


I closed the book and sat it in my lap, what a sad book. I looked up at the tree leaves above me, your life is nothing but sadness, but you find happiness in death. Why do I feel like I just ready a book about myself? But in really life, at least for a Survey Corps members, this was like our personal diary. We make friends and lovers, but not everyone makes it back from outside the walls, but we see them all again when we die.

I stood up and walked back inside to the library, placing the book back in its spot on the shelve. I turned to look out the window that was beside the shelves. Well, time to start training again.