Genevieve stood among the rubble of what had been her aunt's house. Her heart broke as she stared at the rubble, but she knew that was she had hidden would be perfectly safe and unbroken. Visualizing the house when it had been built, she found her room and pushed aside a bit of rock and wood before reaching down into a hole. She pulled up a necklace still in its box and a stuffed animal.

"Hello, Timber," she whispered, brushing dirt from his ear, otherwise perfectly fine for being where it was for as long as it was. She placed the necklace in her pocket before hearing something behind her. Turning, she saw a Titan kneeling down and looking at her. She looked right on back, standing up and facing it. She took a step back and the monster lunged forward like a captive tiger trying to get a butterfly. Genevieve was surrounded by rubble and water, making 3-D Maneuver Gear almost useless. The closest patch of actually intact building were about two blocks away.

Turning to run, Genevieve couldn't help the swear words come out of her mouth. Two were coming in from that side, both in the three meter class. Genevieve drew her blades before running to the highest pile of rubble, which had been a boy's house that she had known as a kid and her aunt always teased about. Genevieve pulled her hair back in a messy ponytail, having let her bun down earlier. She moved around, trying to get past the two without being pounced on by the nine meter. She was doing fine until she tried to dart between the two, one of the catching her by her hair.

"No!" she screamed as it dragged her up, holding her body with both hands. "No! No! Let me go!" Genevieve pushed and kicked and even bit the Titan, but she wasn't getting free and she knew that. She heard a whistle as the Titan's hand went slack around and she fell to the ground. Genevieve looked up as a flash annihilated the rest of the Titans, leaving her there as the only witness to what had occurred.

"Are you alright?" As Genevieve looked up, she swore that she was dreaming or dead. Jennifer, looking slightly older but completely recognizable, stood before her, holding her hand out for Genevieve to use. "Aren't you Genevieve?"

"I-I..." Words couldn't make the distance between the redhead's mind and her mouth, leaving her completely at the mercy of the numb feeling spreading through her. Jennifer was supposed to be dead. They saw her dead, damn it. "You..."

"I died? Yeah, I did I guess. I'm still sorting out the details myself." There was whistling in the distance that distinctly reminded Genevieve of the Maneuver Gear that had been useless in her near death had it not been for this strange hallucination. But that was crazy. She had to be dead. "Go to sleep, Genevieve. This was all just a simple dream..."

Genevieve couldn't help but obey Jennifer as she laid her head down and closed her eyes, someone shaking her only minutes later. "Wake up." She felt a soft kick in her abdomen as she stayed down for another moment, expecting to wake up in the loft they had used four years ago. But another, harder nudge made her groan and steadily steel herself for the outside world and what she would have to see and deal with.

"I'm awake," she mumbled, sitting up and brushing hair out of her face. "What.. happened..." She looked around to see rubble and three steaming bodies that were half decayed. She winced at a pain in her stomach that hadn't come from the kicks. She looked at the blurred faces, expecting to find Jennifer among them and that it had been a dream that she died and they had graduated from being cadets.

"We were hoping you could tell us." She vaguely recognized a female voice as everything began to shift into focus. "Do you remember anything?"

"What branch are you?" Genevieve's green eyes reached to face the famous Captain Levi. She shook her head, looking down at the Gear on her waist and almost cried. "What branch are you?"

"Cadet Corps. Graduated a few hours ago. Thinking between Garrison and Recon, top three student." Genevieve choked out. "It was a dream... It was a dream..." The redhead stood up and took off for the wall, not bothering with the attempts to stop her. She reached an area where her Gear wasn't useless and made it back to her quarters in time to meet Mikasa.

Genevieve looked back to see if anyone had followed her and breathed when she saw that there wasn't. Mikasa gave her a concerned look, wondering if she wanted to know or if she wanted to be dragged into it. Regardless, she asked, "What happened to you?"

Genevieve, who still wasn't sure herself, looked up at Mikasa from her bent over position and swallowed before saying, "Hell if I know." SHe looked at the living quarters that they shared with Ymir, Camilla, and Christy Lenz. "They're probably asleep by now."

"Yeah. We are pretty late," Mikasa agreed before opening the door. Genevieve jumped back as she saw a form hanging over the door. It looked like a... hand? "The one night I don't bring a torch or a light of some sort..." Mikasa and Genevieve maneuvered around it in order to not make noise and because they really didn't want to touch it.

Genevieve narrowed her eyes at the dark flecks on the wall, another shadow lying on the floor close by. Mikasa snapped to get her attention and they lined up on either side of the door where a faint light emanated. They opened the door, listening to it creak before slowly coming in, Genevieve shutting the door.

"Surprise!" Genevieve about had a heart attack, and Mikasa was practically frozen. Fright didn't last long in the redhead before anger took place.

"What the hell, guys?!" she yelled as Camilla and Eren skipped up. "We were seriously-"

"Congratulations!" Camilla jumped on Genevieve and she couldn't help but accept it. The gathering was small, consisting of Keith, Connie, Sasha, Ymir, Christa, Reiner, Bertoldt, Eren, Armin, Jean, and Camilla. Genevieve was touched by this small display, knowing that Armin and Eren had helped by how messy it looked. Mikasa didn't seem to mind it either, smiling softly as Eren and Armin stood beside her.

"Thanks, Camilla."

The next morning, Genevieve and Camilla joined with Connie, Sasha, and the others at the wall. Genevieve didn't tell Camilla about the Jennifer hallucination for fear of what it would and could induce from her. Camilla seemed herself otherwise, if you didn't count that she was only half listening to what was being said around her.

Just as she was half listening when the Colossal Titan appeared once more.

Genevieve had been standing next to her and grabbed Camilla's arm to pull her back. Camilla stood still, continuing to wonder and think, letting her mind be free. "Move, Camilla!" Eren shouted at her as the Colossal type raised a hand to smash down on both her and Genevieve.

"Camilla!" Genevieve slapped her face and Camilla responded sharply, looking up before rushing back with Genevieve. "What in the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Sorry," Camilla mumbled weakly. "I'm distracted. It won't happen again."

"You are damn right that it won't." Genevieve glared and launched them both over the side of the wall, being held up by Maneuver Gear. "Get your head in the game, Camilla!"

"It's not a game," Camilla shot back.

"To them it is," Genevieve said with a slight laugh. "Just remember... Jennifer would want us to kill them, but she wouldn't want us to torture them before doing so. Make it quick!"

"Count how many you kill, Genny, because I'll kick your ass in that department."

Genevieve grinned. "You're on."