My Dear Historia
An Attack on Titan Fanfiction
By HolisticWolf95
All characters belong to Hajime Isayama
As well as the Attack on titan anime and manga
This is a simple fanfiction on two characters who have inspired me to write an Alternate ending for.
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To my Dear Historia,
As I write this,
Reiner stands by my side.
He knows this is a love letter but he's still sneaking peaks.
Honestly, no wonder the creeps still single.
That said…
He did give his word that he'd deliver this letter to you.
He says he owes me…
For the time I doubled back to save him.
I'm sorry about then.
I never would've imagined myself choosing those two…
Over you….
I'm going to die soon
But…
I'll die without regrets.
Or,
That's what I would like to say.
Truth is,
I do have one.
It's that I never got to marry you.
With love,
Ymir.
Ymir's letter to Historia. Attack on Titan Season 3. Episode 21.
Her last words to the one who gave her life purpose.
Or so we thought.
"Prologue
Pen gently placed beside her; Ymir allowed herself to release an exhausted breath. With delicate fingers, she folds the parchment thrice before dispensing it into a small, cream colored envelope that Reiner has oh so kindly provided.
The young woman holds the letter out in front of her for a brisk moment as she brushes her thumb softly over the seal imagining that it is the cheek of the woman that this letter is addressed to.
Ymir stood from the desk she was assigned. After placing her lips softly onto the sealed parchment, she handed her treasured item to the man who had been carefully overseeing her little project.
"You will see that this reaches her?" It was more of an order than a question. She held the envelope slightly from the blonde's grasp, completely unnerved by his stature that trumped her tenfold in both size and muscle.
But not brains. Ymir smirked to herself as she finally handed the paper over.
"I will." He said in a determined voice as if they were still comrades. Pathetic was what she wanted to say but settled with an unamused hum as she walked past him, hands in pockets to hide her closed fists and white knuckles.
"Where are you going?" Reiner asked as he tucked their small exchange into his breast pocket. Ymir looked over her shoulder with a forced annoyance.
"I need to take a piss. Why? You want to watch me do that too?" She asked with a signature cocky expression. She did not receive a response. She rolled her eyes at his serious disposition. It appeared that their days of poking fun was long gone. Ymir broke her gaze from him. Any longer and she would not be able to resist the urge to slap the brute upside his dense skull. She continued down the dark corridor of the old crumbling castle they had set up camp in.
When she had walked far enough that it was certain no one was following her, she allowed her situation to finally wash heavily over her body. She swayed slightly, letting herself drop onto the cold stone wall for support. Her breaths became ragged as a swell of despair and pain washed through her chest. Tears held back for her lover's sake fell down her cheeks in rivulets as the dam she worked so hard to build finally crumbled.
She placed a hand over her mouth when a choked sob escaped her thin lips. She refused to let those bastards hear her cry. Her knees became weak as they buckled underneath her. She dropped to the cold damp floor.
I am alone.
I am going to die alone.
She sobbed into her hands, muttering a single word.
One last desperate plea.
"Historia."
In a harsh cold world such as this one. Happiness and love are not expected to last.
Ymir has always known this.
But still… to finally be able to grasp it.
Only to have it be ripped away in one day.
Fate was indeed a fickle little whore.
Chapter 1
Ymir and Historia
"So, this is her? The one that ate Marcel?" The older man before her pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. Ymir raised an eyebrow. Was he their leader? Reiner spared the young woman a quick glance.
"Ya Zeke. This is her." Reiner nodded. "Ymir."
"Ymir?" The man rubbed his beard in thought as if the name struck a sense a familiarity. He gave her a curious look. Ymir squirmed under his gaze. Dammit Reiner! Way to make me stand out even more you shit for brains. Ymir thought. She knew damn well that her name was not that of a person from inside the walls.
"Reiner tells me how you turned back to help them. It must have been a difficult decision. I thank you for your help. I know it was not easy." Zeke, Reiner called him, held his hand out to Ymir in an act of truce. He received an aggravated scowl instead.
"I do not need your pity. And I did not do it for you or for them." Ymir hissed in anger as she swatted his hand away. Zeke simply looked at her.
"Unfortunate. Reiner It's time." He walked past Ymir and placed a hand on the young man's shoulder. "Gather Bertholdt. We are meeting with Pieck. It's time to finish what we started."
"R-right." Reiner tried his best to avoid Ymir's gaze as Zeke left the two young adults.
"If you bring any harm to her. I will do everything in my power to make sure you lose both your precious jaw titan and hopefully your life." Ymir's gaze was dark and threatening as she rested against the wall, arms crossed.
"Calm down Ymir. I stand by my promise as long as you stay by yours." Reiner walked up to her. Ymir watched as a shift of personality caused a certain softness in his hazel eyes. He gave her shoulder a firm grip that, in different circumstances, would have been encouraging. "Listen. I would never let anything happen to Historia. I think I could say the same for the rest of the gang!" Ymir clenched her teeth as he chuckled. "Especially Armin! We know she has made quite the fan base." He was silenced when Ymir's fist connected with his jaw. He fell to the ground startled at her actions.
"You." She stared down at him with heavy breaths of frustration. "You better wake the fuck up Reiner."
"Ymir!" Bertholdt appeared at the doorway. His defensive posture caused the dark-haired woman to raise her hands in surrender as she slowly backed away from the blond brute.
"Just trying to flip a switch." She gave a cocky smile. Bertholdt sighed helping his comrade to a standing position. Reiner spit red onto the floor.
"You okay?" Bertholdt asked. Reiner shrugged him off and he left without a word.
"Do me a favor." Ymir spoke up. Bertholdt looked at her. His eyes seemed so tired and voided of the usual innocent charisma Ymir was so used to.
"What is it." His voice which was once that of quiet calm and hopeful dreams was now that of a man who was forced to take on responsibilities beyond his years. Ymir could understand. And she did. She understood them well. What they went through, what they are going through. She understood it all. But still…
"As long as I draw breath. I do not want to hear her name come out of his mouth. Nor yours for that matter."
"I can't guarantee with him. But I understand." Bertholdt nodded. Ymir clicked her tongue in annoyance, walking passed him. He did not try to stop her. They had a mutual understanding on both their fates and Ymir was almost relieved to have Bertholdt alongside of her instead of just Reiner.
Mutual circumstances be damned. I will not let you speak of her with such leisure Reiner. Not after you made me rip her heart in two. I owe her that much.
Ymir placed her hands in her pockets as she made her way outside of their hide out. It was getting dark, and the stars were beginning to shine brightly in the cool night sky. Ymir found a spot that seemed practical enough for her needs. She sat down on the soft patch of grass underneath her taking a moment to collect her thoughts as she watched the last rays of light disappear into the horizon. She laughed to herself, laughed at her predicament, laughed at her pitiful attempt to live her life without regrets. She fell backwards onto the earth beneath her as a single tear dropped down her cheek.
"I'm so sorry Historia."
As the days went on, the star-crossed lovers found themselves further and further apart in both body and soul. Historia was to be Queen of a corrupt nation. Ymir was to be sacrificed to another. Neither women found themselves participating in the gruesome battle between the soldiers of Paradise and the warriors of Marley. An outstanding number of brave men and women lost their lives for the scout regiment's cause. Their leader, Erwin smith, was one of the many casualties. However, for the remaining survivors of the scouts, the truth was about to surface after one hundred years.
On the other side, the warriors had found themselves down another comrade. The colossal titan was now in enemy hands. Reiner had lost Marcel, then Annie and now Bertholdt. He had broken his promise to protect them. However, he was at least able to make good on the debt he owed.
Is that I never got to marry you.
With love,
Ymir.
Historia kept her emotions in check as she placed the last piece of paper delicately on top of the others she had just read. The young queen re read the last sentence of the letter one more time.
I would have said yes. She thought as she brushed her fingers softly over her lover's last words to her. As soon as skin touched paper. A strange sensation traveled through Historia's fingertips and down through her spine. A series of memories radiated behind her eyelids. Memories of Ymir. Ymir as small child, cold and barefoot. Ymir growing into a beautiful woman bloodied by stones and left for dead. Four young children encountering Ymir's titan, three looking remarkably familiar. Ymir Looking down at her naked form with such lust as they shared their first moments of bliss.
I love you. Ymir had whispered passionately.
"What was that?" Historia gasped quietly as her vision cleared. She examined the parchment curiously.
"Is something wrong?" A voice called from across the room. It was section commander Hange Zoe. She was one of the few survivors of the battle fought to recapture Shiganshina.
"N-no." Historia responded placing the letter on her desk. "I take it this is all she wrote?" She asked, her voice sounding a little too desperate for her liking. Hange nodded, a bandage covering the left side of her face. Historia had heard from Sasha that the commander would most likely lose the use of her left eye.
"I doubt that she would be permitted to write anything beneficial to our cause." The commander pointed out. Jean, a solider that had trained and fought by Historia shifted in his seat next to Hange.
"Could there be a secret message that no one could see but you? I don't know, like some kind of code?" Like the rest of their squad, He was aware of Historia and Ymir's relationship.
"I don't know. But frankly, that doesn't sound like her." Historia turned from them and towards the window outlooking the town below. She released an audible sigh. The situation was almost comical. "That idiot. What is she thinking? So ridiculous." She bit her bottom lip as tears threatened to fall. "Playing it off when she gets embarrassed. I could never tell with her." Her throat began to burn, her chest feeling tight. A knock on the door caused her to quickly wipe away unshed tears. Eren, Mikasa, Armin and captain Levi entered the room and stood at attention before their queen. Historia took a calming breath and quickly re set herself. She stood tall and radiant, like a true born royal. Like a true born leader.
Now was no time to wallop in sorrow.
Now was the time to a be true Queen.
I loved you too.
Ymir.
Ymir groaned in her sleep with a small smile. Rays of sunshine began to peak through the cracks of the worn-down cottage that she was left to wait in. She opened her eyes as the light reached her face. "Ngh. Shit. When the hell did I fall asleep?"
Ymir eventually sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the worn-out bed. She was left alone as Bertholdt, Reiner and Zeke left to retrieve the founding titan. The fact that they had left her unguarded was ludicrous to her. However, not once had she thought of leaving.
"What a pathetic existence." She mumbled as she stood from her bed. A large earthquake like event outside the cottage sent her stumbling forward. She grasped desperately at the nightstand beside her to avoid smacking her head into the closest wall.
"What the bloody fuck!?" She hissed as a splinter from the run-down piece of furniture pierced her palm. She bit her bottom lip as she ripped the wood from her skin. She threw the door open only to come face to face with the titan shifter whose human form was still a mystery to her. Ymir watched with a stunned expression as it placed two battered and broken bodies onto the ground beneath its massive form.
"Holy shit. Have a run in with the captain Reiner? You face looks better than ever!" She cackled. Reiner struggled into a sitting position.
"Shut up Ymir. For once in your life." He hissed. Ymir frowned. Something was defiantly different about the blond. That is when she realized that not all of them had returned.
"I see Bertholdt's luck finally ran out." She said in a serious voice. Her words ended as Reiner's knee took the wind swiftly form her lungs. She fell to her own hugging her abdomen as searing hot pain radiated through her ribcage. No doubt a few ribs had cracked from the blow.
"I am sick of your voice you sadistic bitch!" He yelled as he punched her into the earth.
"Reiner! Do not kill her!" Zeke warned trying to sit up himself. His voice was ignored as Reiner grabbed a dazed Ymir by the collar. Holding the fabric tight between his fingers, he reconnected his fist with Ymir's face causing her nose to burst with blood as it broke beneath his knuckles.
Her head thrashed backwards from the blow causing the fabric in Reiner's grasp to rip. Another blow detached Ymir from a piece of her shirt as she fell backwards onto the grass choking on her own blood. Reiner kicked her roughly so that she was now on her stomach. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head upwards to meet his gaze.
"You don't get to say his name." He growled repeating her own words. "I delivered your letter. My debt to you is paid." He hissed. Ymir responded with a painful sputter. The eye that was not swollen shut watched as angry hot tears fell from his brown eyes and onto her bloodied face. She could barely register Zeke's voice and that of the other titan shifter.
"Reiner! Stop! She's turning pale!" A woman's voice was heard yelling in the distance.
She smiled weakly through a split lip as the world went black.
"Thank You."
"Ymir? Are you alright? You are looking a bit pale." A soft small hand cupped Ymir's cheek bringing the girl back from a dazed dream. The brunette looked around confused. She was huddled in the corner next to Krista. The fireplace lit up the blonde's face making Ymir smile softly at her warm features. She grabbed Krista's hand and gently removed it from her cheek.
"I'm fine Krista. Only tired." She assured her friend as she ruffled the smaller girl's hair. Truth was, she was beyond exhausted. Between the training exercise on the snowy mountains that almost left the two of them dead and going through a hidden titan transformation, Ymir felt as though she was going to throw up and pass out at any minute. Not to mention she had to drag Daz's useless ass the rest of the way to avoid having her cover blown. It was a miracle that she was able to dispose of those pesky titan marks with the remaining energy that she had left.
"Stupid Ymir. We are supposed to be friends. Why do you never tell me when you are hurting?" Krista looked as though she was about to cry. "You overexerted yourself because of me!" She pouted. Ymir rolled her eyes before flicking the younger girl in the forehead. "Ow! Ymir!"
"I told you I'm fine. Now let us just go to bed. You…" Ymir suddenly felt the world spin beneath her feet as she stood. She faintly registered Krista calling her as her head smacked the hard cabin floor.
"Ymir!" Krista yelled frantically. Her best friend's body began to tremble uncontrollably. The young blonde was at Ymir's side in an instant to cradle the brunette's head in her lap as the tremors became more violent. "Help! Ymir is having a seizure!" Her desperate cry alerted her comrades.
"What happened!?" Connie asked as he jumped past the last two stairs towards Krista. He watched horrified as Ymir shook violently. Sasha was right behind him.
"Quick! We need to make sure she doesn't bite her tongue!" Her instincts were as quick as ever as she looked for something to place in Ymir's mouth.
"Sasha!" Marco ripped off his shirt and tossed it to the red head who quickly bundled the fabric into a ball and shoved it between Ymir's tongue and upper jaw. "It's clean. Promise."
"Ymir." Krista wiped the drool from her friend's mouth with a shaky hand. Their supervisors had arrived shortly thanks to Armin's quick thinking. Her tremors had already begun to weaken and her breathing less rapid.
"She's burning up. We need to get her to the infirmary!" One of the soldiers ordered. "Cadet. You need to let her go." He ordered a distraught Krista.
"I got her Krista. Let her go." Reiner gently placed a strong hand on the petite girl's shoulder. She nodded reluctantly and allowed the larger man to pick up her friend and carry her off to the infirmary.
"You alright Krista? Come on let us go with them." It was Eren. He gently guided her after Reiner. "Come on. Mikasa and I will walk you." He led the trembling blond to the small hospital unit with a few other cadets close behind. It was almost three hours before Krista was updated on Ymir's status.
"Her fever has broken but she is still unconscious." One of the on-staff medics explained. "TPR's seem to be registering normal. Has she had a history of seizures?" He asked.
"N-no. she has never mentioned having them before." The tiny blond answered after noticing that all eyes were on her.
"Okay then. I advise that you all return to your post. She doesn't seem to be waking up any time soon." He stated.
"Can Krista at least see her?" Connie asked.
"Ya! Can Krista stay with her if no one else can?" Sasha asked as well.
"You guys…" Christa gave a watery smile. The medic seemed hesitant.
"Fine. But just her." He nodded before leaving.
"Thank you everyone." She whispered. Eren gave her an encouraging pat on the back.
"Just look after her." He smiled.
"What happened?" Ymir groaned miserably as she regained consciousness. It was dark and she felt very disoriented. The only light was from the full moon that had risen high into the night sky. Her whole body ached and by the gods did she have to pee. The heaviness of something on top of her abdomen did not help either. She glanced down at the mound of soft blond hair. Krista was fast asleep in the chair next to the bed Ymir was currently occupying. Her head resting on Ymir's stomach.
"Krista?" Her voice was hoarse, and she could not stop herself from having a coughing fit. Krista awoke with a dazed and panic expression. She sat up allowing Ymir to be able to do the same. The brunette covered her mouth trying desperately to reclaim air.
"Ymir! Are you okay?" Krista rubbed her friends back trying her best to sooth her.
"I'm… K." Ymir wheezed "Water?"
"Here. Small sips." Krista advised as she handed Ymir the cool glass of water that was on top of the reading desk nearby. Ymir obeyed and finished off the glass quickly when her coughs had died down in her throat. "How are you feeling?" The blond asked taking the empty glass from Ymir and setting it back to its original spot.
"Like I'm going to piss myself." Ymir huffed as she threw her blanket off and almost ran out of the bedroom. Krista was still in the chair when Ymir returned from the bathroom. The taller woman dropped her body heavily onto the mattress face first. "How long have I been out for? My body feels like a titan sat on me." She joked peeking up from her pillow. Krista did not seem to have found her words amusing. The blond grasped at her trousers. Her eyes a watery blue. "The hell is wrong with you?" Ymir asked as she sat up.
"Ymir. I am so glad you are alright. It was so scary. You had a seizure and… and. I just felt so useless." Krista sniffed.
Way to overdo it dumbass. Ymir mentally kicked herself.
Rolling her eyes, Ymir pulled the petite blond into her lap. Krista released a tiny, surprised squeak but did not resist. Ymir guided Krista's head gently to her chest.
"Shush. Hear my heart? It is beating as strong as ever. I'm not going anywhere." She whispered. When she felt the girl in her arms nod, she released her and lifted the blankets. "Alright. Lay down. You need to sleep properly." She guided Krista underneath the blankets.
"Ymir?" Krista looked up at her dear friend with large innocent blue eyes. Ymir swallowed back a blush.
"Hmmm?" She asked as she placed a protective arm around Krista's shoulder.
"You're really pretty when you are sleeping." Krista Smiled.
"W-What a creepy thing to say!" Ymir pushed back unable to hide her blush. Krista chuckled.
"I'm sorry. You're always pretty. You just look so at peace. Even now." Krista gently gripped Ymir's hip as she pushed closer to the taller girl.
"Krista… What are you doing?" Ymir breathed. The gentle touch caused something to stir within her.
"I'm…not sure." Krista admitted moving her fingers underneath the brunette's shirt and began to lightly brush her fingertips over the other girl's firm stomach. To her surprise, Ymir found Krista on top of her. Blue eyes looked down on her as the smaller girl straddle her hips.
"Hey…." Ymir breathed from underneath her.
"Hey." Krista responded nervously. "Can I kiss you Ymir?" She asked in a small voice. Ymir just nodded through hooded eyes. Krista leaned down and captured the brunette's lips softly with her own. Ymir released a soft moan into Krista's mouth as she pulled the girl flush on top of her, deepening the kiss. An all too familiar feeling began to pool in the pit of Ymir's stomach. She released a deep moan into the smaller woman's mouth. Ymir gently grabbed Krista's jaw and pulled her away so that they were eye to eye.
"What are you doing Krista?" She repeated sitting up to nip the base of the blonde's neck.
"Ymir…I." Krista released a series of tiny gasps that caused Ymir to bite down hard on her shoulder. "Ah! Easy Ymir!" She wined.
"If this is happening this needs to go. Now" Ymir demanded tugging at the hem of Krista's shirt, slipping it over the owner's shoulders with ease.
"Ymir." Krista's breathing deepened as she reached behind herself to remove her bra. The fabric fell from her breasts exposing herself.
"Look at you sweetie." Ymir smirked as she took a smooth mound into her hand and gave it a firm squeeze. Krista winced but did not move away. Ymir then took the other breast into her mouth biting gently onto the smaller girl's swollen nipple.
"Ahh. Ow." Krista moaned. Ymir smiled against her as she suddenly dipped her fingers into Krista's trousers. Krista released another moan as she fell into her lover's palm before flinching at a sudden intrusive digit. Ymir curled her finger inside of Krista, careful to not overdo it. Krista began to move her hips against Ymir's palm causing the taller girl to slip another finger inside of the small blond stretching her even more. The wet sensation dripping onto her palm made Ymir itch to rub herself against Krista. To her dismay, Krista grabbed Ymir's wrist to stop her movements.
"Ymir. Stop. Please." She panted. Ymir raised a questioning eyebrow but removed her fingers without question and carelessly wiped her fingers on the sheets beneath them.
"What's wrong sweetheart? Too much for you to handle?" She gave Krista her signature cocky ass smirk.
"Ymir you idiot!" She yelled pushing the girl away from her with a heavy blush. "And no. It wasn't." She crossed her arms over her bare chest with a huff.
"Then why stop?" Ymir asked leaning back lazily.
"What if someone walks in on us?" She whispered. Ymir tapped her chin in pretend thought.
"Sounds sexy. Let them watch. Maybe then they will get the hint oof!" She fell silent as the tiny blond smacked her in the face with a pillow.
"Don't be so lewd!" She ordered. Ymir removed the pillow from her face and sighed. She sat up and left the bed making her way towards the door. "W-where are you going?" The sadness in the younger girl's voice caused Ymir to smirk evilly as she locked the door. Turning around, Ymir removed her shirt and bra with one fluid move. She watched Krista swallow at the sight as Ymir crawled on top of her and kissed her breathlessly without a word.
"There. Now no one will come in without us knowing. Now all you have to do is keep quiet." She whispered into Krista's ear is she yanked the blonde's pants down to her knees.
"Ymir!" Krista giggled as her lover kissed her again. Their chests flushed against each other. Ymir propped herself up on her forearm.
"Fucking trousers!" She hissed as she tried to kick off her garments. Krista began to laugh at her antics. Ymir chuckled along finally removing the pesky fabric. "Har har." She rolled her eyes as she sat up on her knees giving the blond a full view.
"Like what you see?' She asked seductively when Krista went quiet at the site of her body.
"Mhm." The blond reached out to run her hand down Ymir's toned stomach brushing gently against her navel. She felt the brunette tense under her touch. Ymir let out a shaky breath as she grabbed Krista behind the knees, yanking her closer. The small blond let out a surprised yelp.
"Just you wait my goddess." Ymir's hot breath tickled Krista's ear as the taller woman leaned over her. Ymir then proceeded to plant a series of kisses lower and lower down the petite woman's body until her mouth disappeared between Krista's thighs. The younger arched her back at the new sensation Ymir's tongue brought to her core. Ymir heard her name being moaned from above causing her to smile into Krista's folds.
"Careful my love. You wouldn't want anyone to hear you." She teased as she continued to poke and prod Krista with her tongue.
"Ymir…. I feel… Ahhh." Krista's mind began to fog over as a familiar pressure began to build in her abdomen. Ymir grunted as she moved up to sit on her knees taking Krista's pelvis with her. She held the blond firmly to her mouth and quickened her advances keeping eye contact with the withering girl beneath her. Krista looked up at Ymir with a glazed over expression before she felt herself cum hard into Ymir's mouth. She bit hard onto her knuckles to muffle her ecstasy. Ymir gave one last long suck causing the blond to convulse hard into Ymir's nose. The brunette released her with a pop and gently placed Krista's bottom half onto the soft bed beneath them. Ymir ran the back of her hand over her mouth before leaning over Krista and capturing her lover's lips breathlessly. Krista moaned at the taste of herself. They broke away, foreheads together as they breathed in each other's sent.
"Ymir. Come here." She whispered shyly pointing to her lips. The brunette obeyed leaning forward for another kiss. Krista stopped her with a gently finger. "No Ymir. Your turn." She smiled encouraging the woman forward with her hips.
"Oh? …. Ohhh." Ymir smiled in realization as Krista slid underneath her, grasping the taller girl's buttocks, and began returning the gesture. "Oh shit." Ymir gasped as she grabbed the headboard of the bed desperately when Krista pushed her face deeper into the brunette's core. The blond licked and sucked desperately in order to make her love feel the way she had just felt. Ymir was so close. Just pleasuring Krista had almost sent her over the edge.
"Ymir?" Krista asked rolling onto her stomach when the taller woman suddenly moved away from her mouth.
"Keep going." Ymir ordered lustfully as she laid onto her back. Krista nodded with a small smile and dove back in between Ymir's legs. The brunette grabbed the back of the blonde's head and began to grind herself on her lover's lips. "Touch yourself." Ymir ordered. Krista nodded and placed two of her own fingers inside of her. Her free hand doing the same to Ymir as she continued.
"Fuck Krista!" Ymir rolled her head back as she came. Krista was so lost in the moment that she had not realized Ymir was trying to push her away. "Krista… Stop. Please." She wined. The blond immediately sat up, frightened.
"Ymir did I hurt you?" She asked. Ymir chuckled closing her legs off to the blond. Her body still going through small waves of release.
"God no. I have never came so hard in my life. You're a fucking natural." Ymir laughed.
"So, I did good?" Krista asked shyly. Ymir grabbed her arm and pulled her into an embrace.
"Fucking marry me!" Both girls began to laugh. Soon, sleep began to overcome them.
"Ymir?" Krista called her love's name as her eyelids began to grow heavy.
"mmm." Ymir mumbled.
"I love you."
"I love you too." Ymir mumbled as her eyes began to open. Her smile quickly faded when she looked over and saw Reiner watching her.
"Nice dream?" He asked.
"It was until I saw you." She mumbled sitting up only to find that her hands were in chains. "This doesn't help either." She mumbled.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lose it on you." Reiner mumbled from outside of what she realized, was a cell.
"What's the worse that could've happened? You kill me?" She joked without a smile. Reiner looked down at his feet from where he sat.
"Ymir… They are going to offer you to a new warrior soon. I can't stop them." He clenched his hands together.
"It is what it is. We both knew this." Ymir swallowed.
"I tried to talk to them. I told them how you came willingly. How you were born on the mother land. How you saved us." He whispered.
"I wouldn't fight for this country." Ymir cut in. "Besides, with a name like mine."
"We didn't tell them your name." Reiner looked at her.
"I wouldn't change it." Ymir calmly responded.
"You can pledge loyalty to Marley. You can live." Reiner stood.
"You know they will not except. Besides, I refuse to pledge anything." Ymir looked up at him from chains.
"Dammit Ymir why are you always so fucking stubborn!" Reiner was at the bars now. His eyes desperate, furious. Ymir chuckled, shaking her head.
"The one person I have ever loved… fell in love with me for who I am. I'm loyal to her and that is it." Ymir smiled sadly at the blond warrior as he slid helplessly to his knees.
"I'm sorry Ymir. I'm so, so sorry." He desperately tried to hold back tears. Ymir did not respond.
Reiner forced his expression to be neutral as he watched Marlyan soldiers rip the brunette's clothes off her slender body. From the looks of things, Pieck was right when she said Ymir had begun to reject all food and water. She seemed so small now. Ymir put little effort in helping her captors force her into the white robes presented to her. Reiner winced as she fell to the ground hard.
"fucking hell! Will you put in some effort you damn devil!" A solider hissed yanking the girl rather roughly to her feet. Ymir found herself dragged out of her cell past Reiner and Pieck. Reiner felt bile rise in his throat as he caught a glimpse of his old comrade. Eyes once a bright honey gleam was now dull and voided of life.
"Poor thing." Pieck mumbled low for only Reiner to hear. He glanced at the black-haired woman, surprised at her words. "I'll go check on pok. See if he is ready for this."
"Right." Reiner frowned.
"Will you watch?" Pieck asked. Reiner shook his head.
"I get it. Me either." Pieck whispered as she took leave. Reiner never fully understood Pieck. A true warrior through and through no doubt. However, as much as she kept to herself, sometimes Reiner wondered what was truly running through her head. He followed her out, then, went on his own way without a word.
"Are you ready?" Pieck asked the young man beside her. He nodded, looking slightly annoyed with the situation.
"Of course." Porco replied. "Her name… is Ymir, right?" He glanced at Pieck through the corner of his eye. She remained stoic and as calm as ever.
"Yes. That's right." She replied.
"Hmph. Hell of a name to carry around." The chosen successor left Pieck without another word. She knew what was to become of the young woman. It was what had to be done. Right?
"I wonder what kind of person you were Ymir." Pieck Thought to herself as she exited the underground bunker where Ymir would give her life so a new warrior for Marley could take charge. As she made her way outside, she noticed Reiner sitting by the outside wall, head in his hands.
"Pieck." He looked at her. She looked at him. She nodded as if reading his thoughts. "I see. So, it should be done soon." He mumbled. Pieck made her way towards Reiner and sat beside him.
"It appears to be that way, yes." She agreed. They sat in silence for a long time.
"She was such a bitch." Reiner huffed finally.
"She was human." Pieck whispered sadly. Reiner looked at her with question. Before they felt an unsettling vibration from underneath them. The two warriors shared quick glances before agreeing to head back down into the bunker.
"Finally got what he wanted." Reiner spoke as they walked. Pieck just hummed. Both stood still as multiple screams could be heard from the lower levels. "The hell is happening." Reiner took off followed closely by the young woman. Reiner swung open the chamber door only to reveal a horrible and confusing scene.
"W-what is this!?' He shouted as a titan that could only be presumed as Porco thrashed violently clawing desperately at its throat. Below him, ten trampled over watchers and soldiers lay before him in pools of guts and blood.
"It's madness. He is going completely berserk. He's still in his original titan form." Pieck yelled. They blocked their eyes and face from the dust and debris as Porco's titan fell hard and loud onto the cold stone floor. A lump of bile shot from its mouth before its face crashed into the stones below.
"Pieck! Wait!" Reiner ran after the black-haired girl as she took off towards Porco's form as it rose from the nape of the Titan. She caught him as his unconscious body fell to the ground.
"Porco!" She placed an ear to his chest. A gentle heartbeat made her sigh in relief.
"What the hell was that all about?" Reiner looked at the carnage that was done before them.
"Reiner. Look." Pieck pointed to the regurgitated pile from the titan. Reiner swallowed hard, cautiously making his way towards the foreign substance. The closer he got the easier it was to make out an actual figure of a body laying completely naked, covered head to toe in titan saliva.
"H-how." He felt tears form in the corner of his eyes. He quickly wiped them away as he knelt beside the body. "Ymir." He whispered. The young woman's lips were a sickly blue, her face pale. He would have thought her dead if not for the sudden gasp for air.
"She's alive!?" Pieck laid Porco gently on the floor. "Hold on Pok." She whispered gently before running over to Reiner. He was already taking his jacket off.
"Barely." He sat Ymir's lifeless body up, quickly wrapping his jacket over her shoulder's before slamming a palm into her back. Ymir gave a small grunt but still did not respond. He did it a few more times before the brunette jerked forward. She wretched violently before spitting up fluid in gurgled gasps. Reiner held her frail body steady as she gasped desperately for air. Pieck knelt before them, gently rubbing the woman's back, unsure of what to do and looking at the tall blond for answers.
"Ymir. Are you okay?" Reiner tried to get the dazed woman to look up at him. She did. Her gaze held nothing but lethargy and confusion. She looked at him as if she were trying hard to recognize his face. He repeated her name.
"Reiner. She needs medical attention." Pieck pointed out.
"I know Pieck. I just need a minute to figure out what the hell is going on." Reiner kept a supportive hand on Ymir's shoulder.
"Listen. I do not know what happened between you two at that island but just take this act of advice. She served her purpose. No one knows she survived." Pieck whispered. Reiner looked at her, unsure what to make of her words.
"Rei-ner. P-ieck?' Ymir's small voice caused both warriors to break their stare.
"Ymir. How do you feel?" Reiner asked unsure of what to say. She looked at both with the same confused expression as before.
"Who are you two. Who is Ymir?"
Chapter 1
Ymir and Historia
To be continued….
Author's notes
It took me forever to post this. Hoping I can cancel the story if Ymir comes back to life in chapter 139 😊
I jest…..
Kind of
I don't have to say much of where I am going with this story. I just ask that you comments are much appreciated and influential.
Sasageyo
Until next time