125 years later...
Today couldn't get any better. Despite having to clean the cannons on Trost's entrance, I just have to wait tomorrow to join the Scouting Legion.
A irritating voice sounded off near me. "Hey, you suicidal bastard! Quit slacking off and help us assemble this crap!" Connie just had to open his lips and start flapping his gums. Him and his dwarf biceps, shaven head, and obnoxious voice.
"Fine! Whatever you midget. Beside what's it like standing on those short stubby legs? Even humans must look like titans to you!" I jabbed back. I think that was my best tease on his height I've said yet! You can almost hear the smirk on my face. I can practically see the smoke coming out of his ears. Even better everyone burst out laughing at my jab. A fast frantic footsteps came running over to us. Pivoting on my feet I notice Sasha rushing over, with a dopey look on her face with her hand tucked in her jacket. There is something she is hidden under her jacket.
"You guys will not believe what I did for this!" She says this in a ditzy voice while she pulls her arm from out of her jacket showing meat tied up she must have stolen. Shit! We're done for if we get caught! "I had to bend my body in ways I never thought possible to get this thick juicy meat! Imagine the sandwiches we could make!" She reassures everyone. A bit of drool slips out of her mouth. Her eyes are glazed over in a thousand mile stare lost in her fantasies of food. Has she no shame?!
"What the hell Sasha?! You can get locked up for stealing that!" Everyone took a step back away from her as if it would shield them from her crazy.
"Oh no, she's done it again!" Someone roars out.
"Quick, purge the sin!" I thing Armin said that one, and I agree with him.
She jogs over to a supply crate in a peppy mood. "Guys what are you being so dramatic about? I just snuck through a window." Her sickly sweet tone of voice sounds like she's talking to a 6 year old instead of the people she trained like hell with for 3 years. And of course it would be the farthest thing you thought she means. That's potato girl for you. No one is ever going let her live that one down.
"Oh, well that's not so bad. Can I have a slice?" Connie asked.
"Sure guys!" Sasha eagerly replied. She kneels over a the near crate setting it down starting to unwrap it. Some one brings over other food items, but I don't bother seeing what they are or eating right now. I had enough turning around looking out above Trost.
Out of nowhere a huge ear rupturing crack followed by a blinding light and the wall slightly rattling interups the cheerful mood. I feel a intense heat behind me and start to sweat. My hands are shaking. Time seems to have slowed down while take a step back and pivoting on my feet, turning completely around.
If seeing it from far off was horrific five years ago, it's even more gruesome up close. Being completely skinless just added to the scare factor. A large red and raw steaming hand curled over the top of wall , it's head slowly rose through the steam revealing itself in all its terrible glory. Steam was rolling off it's shoulders, head, and through the teeth. The top of it's skull to it's eyes, it's nose, ears, around the mouth, and on the jawline were a pale yellowish white with a pearly sheen like polished bone. While it's cheeks, all around it's neck, sides of it's head, arms, and upper body were blood red raw muscle. The teeth on it were small and numerous and consisted of a sickly pale yellow. If you squint your eyes you might make out some cracks. All of them clenched molars stretching practically ear to ear. Because of it's lack of skinn to form cheeks, you could see the tendons over the front of its teeth in the shape of a what might be the remanents of lips. It's eyes seemed to small and sunken in on it's face giving the illusion of a squinting expression.
During my observation it proceeded to sluggishly began to raise its arm above its head and swiped along the top of the wall obliterating all the cannons mounted. At the back of my mind I was annoyed that my entire morning cleaning them was complete waste of time. I managed to snap out of my funk and dive backwards off the wall avoiding getting turned into a red dead smear. I hear Sasha somewhere in the background saying something about Samuel. But I'm busy trying to figure out why it would take out the cannons instead of just attacking some poor soul that would have caught it's attention. The only explanation I can think of is it might be intelligent. I really hope that's not the case. I'm suddenly reminded that I could use this opportunity to kill the colossal titan once and for all.
"This is it!" I shout," What humanity has been waiting for! Quick before it gets away!" Shooting up and over the wall in record time I shift my center of balance as I come up spinning sideways, flesh shearing blades out. I land on top still rotating but slowly skidding to a stop facing the monstrosity. Anger doesn't even begin to describe what I feel. I grit my teeth, my mouth opened in a snarl. My thundering pulse echos blood in my ears. My palms began to sweat as my body tensed bending over slightly as if ready to pounce on the colossal bastard. "You!" I was practically frothing at the mouth by this point. I glared at it's face. It's eyes move focusing them on my person, it stares back at me with a unreadable look on it's face. At the moment nothing else mattered in the world. Who cares if the cannons and some of my friends were killed minuets ago. I finally had a chance to end it all, to kill this bastard! "You'll pay for what you did 5 years ago! You hear me! I won't let you get away!" I shot off the wall my gear propelling me forward a break neck speed. I shot the lines in it's shoulder swinging around to it's back. I them pulled out the lines and shot them into its neck instead. Readying my blades and zooming forward spinning myself like a buzzsaw I aimed for the nape of it's neck. To my annoyance, just feet away from shearing it's flesh, steam burst forth from its back pushing me back away from it. The steam was unbearably hot scorching my skin and wherever was not covered by clothes. The heat was suffocating laboring my breaths. I should have retreated as not to suffer extreme burns on most of my body. Instead I refused to let myself be pushed back to wade out the heat. Getting frustrated, I against logical reasoning, thrust forward to end it's life. My body feels as if I have been put in a oven. I suck it up and deal with the pain readying my blades to slice into it's nape. But to my shock my blades seemed to cut nothing but air, which happens to be exactly that. For the moment swung forth slicing nothing but space, by all context the colossal titan literary disappeared into thin empty aggravating air. Before I could wrap my head around this unbelievable happening, a familiar voice called out. Snapping out of it I shot my hooks onto the wall stopping my fall. The momentum swung me down against the wall I landed feet first on its side. Looking downward where the colossal asshole once stood, I see giant footprints faceing the breach. In the back of my mind I noticed that there are no tracks leading to the wall, just in front of it. Like it appeared just as mysteriously as vanished.
"Eren! Did you kill the colossal titan?" Thomas yelled on top of the wall looking down on me. I wonder how many brains cells he actually has in his head or if he was severely nearsighted.
"Oh of course! Can't you see it's dead, decaying, and steaming corpse below me?" I made sure I laid as much much sarcasm as possible for the dumbass. "Thomas, if I did then why would I still be down here looking for it!" I was practically spitting venom at this point. Three years of training like hell all for nothing! I wanted to punch something, mostly Jean.
"Well, if it's not there anymore then why are you still looking for it?" Forget punching Jean, I should punch Thomas! Before I could retort at his comment, the toll of bells rang throughout the air catching my attention as well as Thomas's. I could here the faint sound of screaming. Looking sharply down I already spot three titans nearing the hole in the wall. A fourth one already halfway through. At least I know why there are screams. Hopefully everyone in Trost has begun evacuating. Titans are already pouring in. Damn it! Damn everything!
And that is it 4 dis chapter. Once again feel free to comment on how much it is terrible, I already know it sucks so it won't hurt me. I would just like conformation that it does. If you enjoy Attack on Titan I would suggest you watch Slap on Titan on YouTube. It is hysterical, though just as a heads up before watching it, I tell you now it is not for the easily offended. Bye...