"Its alright Connie" A voice sighed.

Marco tensed as Jean walked into the room.

He sat down next to Connie, not looking Marco in the eyes.

"So Marco, you remember anything else of your supposed death?" Levi asked emotionlessly.

Marco frowned looking around, this couldn't be right, where were Bertolt, Reiner and Anne, Krista and Ymir?

He thought all his friends were here?

Marco voiced this out loud, he defiantly was not expecting the reaction from everyone.

Levi's eyes narrowed.

Everyone stiffened.

He suddenly felt a rage overwhelming the room.

Though it didn't seem to be directed at him more the people he'd mentioned.

Sasha looked murderous, the look sent shivers down Marco's back.

Mikasa looked darkly at him.

Armin visibly tensed and glowered at the table while Connie's hands curled into trembling fists.

"They're traitors" Jean said, his voice hard and cold, looking down at his hands that were clenching the table tightly.

Traitors

Traiter...

A the word traitor a sharp pain in Marco's head.

"Traiter!" He snarled instead, a sudden rage bubbling up inside him.

She looked surprised then she smiled though it was cold and held no warmth "Mmm, looks like you've got some guts after all then Marco"

Then she attacked.

Her well aimed punches sent him to the floor, to his horror she went for his 3D gear, ripping it from his back.

"You won't need this" She said darkly.

Just then heavy close footsteps sounded near them, making the earth shake.

No!

He couldn't get away without his 3D gear!

He was helpless!

"Please, come back!" He yelled in desperation as she used her own 3D gear, while holding his gear to get on top of the roof, safety away from the Titan that was approaching.

She was joined on the roof by two other horribly familer trainee's

They watched, looking grim.

"Annie! Please! Bertolt, Reiner!" He shouted.

They didn't respond.

The Titan getting ever so close.

"Sorry Marco" Annie said, for once sounding regretful.

Sorry Marco…

Sorry…

Bertolt, Reiner, Annie.

Traiters…

Traiter.

Sorry Marco…

Marco...

"Marco!"

"Marco, hey! You okay?" Jean's worried voice entered his mind.

He was back in reality again.

Marco noticed he was gripping his head in pain, his head in his hands. His muscles tight with tension.

"Reiner, Bertolt, Annie" Marco whispered, mind reeling from his flash back.

They weren't dreams but memories…

Traitors…

"They…killed me didn't they?" Marco said softly.

Armin gulped, still in shock at Marco being alive but enough sense to answer "Y-yes. Well we believe it might have been just Anne. A Titan defiantly did kill you but she must have played some part in it"

"Yeah…She-she did" Marco gulped.

Everyone tensed even more.

"You remember?" Levi demanded.

"Now I do, not all of it but…bits"

He took a deep breath as he said "She…stole my 3D gear while I was still alive, so I couldn't get away from a Titan that was coming towards me…Then her, Bertolt and Reiner watched!"

"Bastards" Jean seethed.

He looked up surprised at Jeans words.

Then he saw an odd look on Levi's face.

The rest of the squad saw it to.

"Theres more to this than you're letting on isn't there?" Marco asked with dread.

Levi said slowly, drumming his fingers on the table "We believe they killed you for a reason. I mean there must be a reason, they couldn't have just randomly decided to kill you. We thought that you may have seen or heard something, something important"

"How much did you hear?" Annie had asked.

Marco winced, trying to remember "I think I heard something but I can't remember what it was…"

He deflated in defeat "Sorry"

Levi shrugged "Its okay, you seem to be regaining the memories over time. Maybe all we need to do is wait for them to return, like the others"

He nodded, feeling a little better he could be helpful.

Mikasa suddenly spoke up, eyeing Levi "Why do I get the feeling what ever Marco over heard is more important that your letting us believe?