Hey Guys and gals. Buzz Kill here. heres the third chapter of my attack on titan and Naruto fanfic.
I Don't own Naruto or Attack on Titan. If i did, i would be a very happy guy.
"talking"
'thinking'
"summon/demon/titan talking"
'summon/demon/titan thinking
'Sasha's vision was going. She was so tired that she could barely stand up straight, yet she had to keep going. The time was almost up. Just a little more. A few minutes more and then she could get food. Suddenly, her vision went black. It took all of her self will not to cry out in frustration. She was so CLOSE! She had to keep going. Sasha waited to hit the cold ground beneath her. Suddenly, just as she was about to land, a strong pair of arms caught her. Breathing heavily, she was able to get her vision back.
"Easy there. You really tired yourself out. The punishment's over. Have some food." At this he waved food in front of Sasha's face. Sasha was on the loaf of bread in an instant, wolfing down the morsel in an instant.
"Come on. I'll carry you to your dorm. Let's go."
Sasha let herself get lifted up by the boy and was soon asleep in his arms. The last thing she saw was his bright blue eyes set dead straight. Focused on the road ahead.
Xxx
"Please! You have to help me! How do you do it? Tell me!"
Connie sighed as Eren begged for his help.
"Look I can't help you. I just, you know. Feel it. I can't help you."
It was the end of the second day since the 104th trainee corps was started. The group had just had their first practice with their 3DMG straps. Eren, to put it nicely, was useless. He hadn't been able to stay upright on the straps; let alone still.
"Yeager! Get your ass over here!"
Everybody froze, and then stood bolt to attention. Standing in the door was Keith's... Lieutenant? That gut that worked with Keith.
"Come on boy! Hurry up! I haven't got all day!"
Eren scrambled over to the door, faster than most people could see. He stood at bolt attention in front of the man.
"Hey, hey kid. Don't salute me. Now follow."
The man spun on his heel ad walked off into the night, Eren close behind.
After a few minutes, the pair arrived Atari large field with large constructs dotted around.
The cloaked man walked over to the nearest one and beckoned Eren over. He dutifully followed and watched as the man strapped him into the machine.
"Going up. Do this well, got it?"
Eren nodded and was hoisted up into the air. He swung wildly for a second, before falling and slamming into the ground.
"Shit..." The man muttered.
"Look I know I'm bad, don't rub it in!"
"No. That's not it. You know that... Feeling... That flows through your body and into the left clip when your lifted up?"
Eren nodded slowly
"Make it stronger. Much stronger."
Eren tried again... And again... And again. By the end of the night he had finally got it down. He was able to stay still for five minutes before loosing control.
"Good. That'll do. Now go get some sleep. You'll have to do the same thing in the morning.
Xxx
The whole class was gathered around the lifting machine that Eren was strapped into.
"Alright maggot! Are you ready!"
Eren nodded
"Good! Hoist him up!"
The trainee by the machine turned the lever and Eren was lifted up into the air. He hung the for a moment, then the group erupted into cheers.
"I'm doing the head bashing."
Keith turned to the man next to him. "What?"
"The left clip wasn't put together properly, I'm doing the head bashing."
Keith just stared.
"That kid... Was still... With a broken clip?"
The man nodded.
"Uh... Ok..."
"I'm choosing now. That ok with you?"
Keith nodded.
"EVERYONE FORM UP!"
The reaction was instantaneous. All the trainees got into lines, and stood at a strong attention. They all watched as Keith stepped back, and the cloaked by him stepped forwards. The silence was deafening.
"Alright. You guys have probably all seen me by now. What you probably don't know why I'm here. So I'll tell you. I'm not officially a soldier. I'm not in a legion, but I mostly help out with the Recom Corps. I saw my first Titan when I was four, killed my first Titan when I was six, and learnt how to use the 3DMG last year."
The group gasped at that fact. But the man did not let up on his speech.
"Officially, I don't exist. Unofficially I am a shinobi. That is an elite warrior. I can use multiple weapons to a strong degree and could kill a Titan with my bare hands. Literally. Now. I'm going to be taking five of you on and, hopefully, those five are going to be as strong as I can possibly get you in three years. There is a catch though. This training is going to be hell. By the end of it, you're with going to love me, or hate me. And I will NOT allow you to quit. All those who wish to join raise your hand."
In all about thirty hands rose. The boy began walking through the lines. Every so often he would stop and touch a recruit's stomach. A moment later he would walk off. When he arrived at Sasha, she was sweating bullets. He laid a hand on her stomach and she was practically steaming. A moment later he stood up straight and looked her in the eye.
"What's your name"
"S- Sasha. Sasha bl-"
"I don't want your second name. Your first will do. Now, Sasha, are you sure you want to do this?"
Sasha nodded.
"This is going to hurt. A lot. Are you absolutely sure?"
Sasha nodded again.
"Here goes." With that he slammed his hand into Sasha's stomach. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened in a silent scream. A moment later her legs gave in, and she collapsed into the man. He caught her and gently lay her down.
"She took that better than I thought. MEDICS! COME TAKE THIS GIRL TO MY HOSPITAL AREA. MAKE ROOM FOR FOUR MORE!" Two medics rand over and carried Sasha off and out of sight.
The man continued onwards, until he reached a girl with long black hair. After laying his hand on her stomach. He straightened and looked her in the eye.
"What's your name?"
"M- M- Mina"
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
The girl nodded.
He reached out and lay his hands on the girls stomach. A moment later she gasped, clutched her stomach and collapsed on the ground.
"MEDICS!" The two medics from a minute before ran over and carried the girl off. The man then walked off again. He stopped at a few more people, and each time he walked back off after placing a hand on their stomach. On the third to last line, he walked past jean, who had his hand held up high and kept glancing at Misaka. When the man stepped past, he couldn't help but shout back.
"Oi! Why'd you walk past me? Do you think I'm weak? I'm one of the strongest here! Come back!"
The man froze and span to face jean.
"I didn't walk past you because you're weak. I can make you strong easily. No. I walked past you because you're a coward. I can't train cowards. I can train weaklings. Not cowards."
With that he span back round and walked off. He was getting increasingly near the end, when he stopped with his hand on someone's stomach. He stood up and smiled like a kid in a candy shop.
"Kid. What's your name?"
Arming stared. "A- Armin"
"Your a shinobi. Enjoy hell"
And with that he was gone. All the trainees were staring in shock.
"Sir? Don't you need to do that... Thing to me?"
The man chuckled. "Nope. You've already done it on your own. Well done kid."
The man then turned back round and walked off, only to stop in front of Eren; who didn't have his hand up.
"Yeager?"
"No sir. I want to be strong on my own. Like everyone else. I want to be normal. I want to fight like everybody else. Sorry"
"It's fine. Just remember; that might be harder than you think. You're anything but normal."
The boy took two steps forwards, and stopped in front of Mikasa.
"I can't persuade you away from this can I?"
Mikasa shook her head.
"Get ready."
He placed a hand on Misaka's stomach. At first there was a burning sensation that grew steadily stronger, then suddenly there was an explosion of pain. Mikasa screamed and fell into a twitching heap on the ground.
"Yeager! Arlet! Get your arses over here!"
There was a rush of movement, and the two boys appeared beside the man.
"Yeager. You hold Ackerman's legs. Arlet. You take her arms."
The boys did as they were told, and the man lay his hands back on Misaka's stomach. The began to glow red and Misaka began to twitch violently.
"Hmm... How'd that happen... Just pulled... How'd she get the immunity... Unless.."
Suddenly, a massive grin plastered itself across the mans covered face.
"We have a hyuuga. Brilliant."
The man stood up and called the medics over again. They lifted the girl up and ran off quickly.
"Is she going to be ok?"
The man turned to face the blonde who questioned him.
"She'll be fine. She'll be back to normal by the morning, If not tonight. Arlet, follow the medic team to my the room where the rest are. Take Mikasa with you"
The blonde nodded, and formed back up. The man turned back round, and noticed that there were no more hands up. The stunt with Misaka had scared the rest off. Regardless, he continued walking down the lines.
The man was walking past a girl with blonde hair, tied up in a bun, when he froze and slowly turned to face her.
"What's you name?"
"I don't want to be a shinobi sir."
"I don't care. Give me your name."
"Annie."
"Your hand."
Annie slowly reached out. The man pulled a small knife from the air, and slit the pad of her thumb. He held it up close to his eyes and, a moment later, it disappeared into thin air again.
"Interesting. Very interesting."
"Sir?... W- what did you find out."
"I think you already know the answer to that, don't you?"
Annie's eyes bugged out. She slowly lifter her thumb to her mouth but, just as she was about to bite down and run, she landed hard on the floor, her hands pinned above her head, a hand in her mouth, the thumb peeling her lower lip back, and her legs pinned to the ground.
"You don't want to do that Annie. I CAN stop you. You're a shinobi. No argument."
He pulled his hands out of Annie's mouth and slammed it into her stomach. Her eyes rolled back, and Annie passed out.
there we go. main story starting up now. a number of chapters of their training, then back to 'canon' storyline.
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Buzz Kill out.