Hello everyone, sorry about the late release of this chapter, my proof reader has been incredibly busy, so i decided to release this one, as i could not put it off anymore, and sorry if it seems like its going to fast at the moment and also if this chapter seems sub-par, as said,i am without my proof reader, i assure you that it will slow down, once that the training properly begins, thanks again for taking the time to read this, and i hope you enjoy - Kroganman

Dan clambered into the carriage and sat at the left side on the far end. other's began to fill into the carriage. Dan didn't notice however, he was too busy staring at the floor of the carriage, lost in his thought's, he was thinking about the life taken from him, the low pitched conversations around the carriage began to mash together into a continuous thrum.

He was still only coming to terms with his death, he instinctively rubbed his side where the van had hit him. Everything felt in place, and he felt no pain from touching it. He frowned, pulling his hand back and resting his forearm on his knee mirroring the other one. Had his funeral already happened, he sighed, he could have a moment to grieve the loss of his old life later, when he was by himself . His back had begun to ache from the uncomfortable position he was currently in, he straightened up, arching his back outwards in a stretch, he began to look around the carriage from left to right, seeing if he could spot anyone he knew the name of so far there were none, well one or two he recognised , but none of the major characters, the only one really ringing any bells was the guy who had been crying during Pixis' speech, He didn't recall his name though. he continued to scan the carriage, until he was looking at the person directly on his right. he could only see the left side of her face, it took a few seconds but he recognised. long black pigtails, about shoulder length, tied off with blue hair ties. She had fair skin, and grey-blue eyes.

She must have noticed him looking, because she turned to face him, 'shit' he must look like a right freak.

"uh, H-Hello" he stammered, feeling fingers of heat crawl up his face, he must be blushing bright red. 'bloody typical' he thought 'I'm alive just under an hour and I already look like a weirdo'

To his surprise she smiled warmly at him "Nice to meet you" he allowed himself to breath 'well, at least she didn't scream or something', "I'm Mina."

He didn't know how, but a conversation stemmed from that. Well it was mostly her talking, telling him about her family, and where she was from, and whenever she asked him a question he would make up an answer, as such, he was now from Trost, He had told her that his Dad had died on a survey corps expedition. His mother had died of illness a year prior, and he had no siblings, like most kids their age, he had worked on a farm until enrolment age, and then he had signed up.

After what seemed like only minutes the carriage stopped suddenly, before an intimidating man, in a long brown coat appeared at the back of the cart, everyone stared at him for a few seconds. "well" he almost muttered "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FOR!", The carriage sprung to life, everyone tumbling over each other to exit. Dan stood, but waited for the calamity to calm, as did Mina, before quickly making their way towards the exit, and clambering down. they then joined a line where people were getting measured up and handed their uniforms, which consisted of a pair of knee length brown boots, Cream Trousers, brown straps, a brown belt-sash thing and finally the Jacket with the training corps logo. They were then instructed upon how to put it all on before being sent off to their assigned bunkhouses. Mina bid Dan goodbye, telling him she would speak to him later.

Dan climbed the steps to his bunkhouse and made his way inside, opening the door he noticed everyone picking out there bunks, Dan located one which currently had both the top and bottom bunk empty, he opted for the lower one, and began to change, he kept his current shirt on and he had just put the jacket on when he felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned to face the culprit, He was a tall boy, well taller than Dan anyway, he had short dark brown hair, and freckles.

"Hello" said the boy

"I guess we're going to be bunk mates"

he paused

"My names Marco Bodt, pleasure to meet you".

Dan returned the warm smile that Marco was giving him "The feeling's mutual Marco, My names Daniel Seiler." After they shook hands, Marco climbed up to the top bunk and began to change.

After he had finished changing Dan made his way outside, and fell in formation with the other trainees, he stood amongst people that he didn't recognise, most of which he was lower than shoulder height with. and waited for the formation to be complete. Around five minutes later, the instructor that had shouted at them to get of the cart made his appearance. He was very tall, and gave of an intimidating aura, he had sunken eyes, and the only hair on his, was the small beard sticking out of his chin like a spike. he began to talk, he instructed them that his name was Keith Shadis, and that he was the chief instructor here, he then began a hazing procedure, exactly like in the anime. and Dan began to lose himself in thought, he wondered how hard this was going to be, well obviously it was not going to be easy, but would he even be able to do it, they had only been stood for around ten minutes, and Dan's legs were already aching. and then he drifted into thinking about the Three Dimensional Maneuver Gear, that wasn't going to be easy either, if he could even stay upright at the trial thing tomorrow, when it came to actually using the equipment, would he be able to do it without throwing up.

He saw a big brown shape move in front of him. he focused on reality, or whatever you could call where he currently was. The instructor was stood in front of him, staring down at him, Dan was terrified. "So" there was a pause, which felt like it spanned eons "what about you." Dan's mind was racing, words poured out of his mouth like water, "My name is Da-."

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"MY NAME IS DANIEL SEILER, I WANT TO JOIN THE SURVEY CORPS" he stopped to think for a second "TO STAND FOR HUMANITY!"

The instructor stared at him, 'was he impressed' Dan thought. Suddenly Dan felt a sharp pain in his stomach, he gasped loudly and fell to the floor, he choked for the air, that had been forcibly pushed out of him, he craned his neck upwards and saw the instructors fist outstretched slightly.

"I don't see you standing now" the instructor said calmly "and get a fucking hair cut"

"Ye-" Dan interrupted himself with a cough "Yes sir" he wheezed 'Bastard' he thought.

After the parade had finished, Dan began to make his way back towards his bunkhouse when he heard a familiar voice

"HEEEY DAAN!" he looked up and saw Armin stood on the porch of the bunkhouse waving at him, stood with him were, Eren, Mina, Marco, and Connie, whom Dan mentally reminded himself, he had not been introduced to yet. he made his way up the steps to join, who he supposed were now his friends.