There Is A Reason

by DragonGoddess629

The moment Emalina Varlen loses her parents when Shiganshina fell, she decides to join the military in order to become strong. There she meets Jean Kirschtein and instantly there's a connection between the two. But one wants to join the Military Police while the other the Survey Corps. How will these two fare if they choose different regiments?

13. Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

Our Comrades Have Not Died in Vain

A/N: I have a few notes I'd like to share:

1) I appreciate everyone waiting while my attention was on my other stories. I now it's been almost two months, but once I worked on those, I needed a little personal time. I've been going through some heavy personal issues lately and have been dealing with my mental health for some time. Writing has always been a help, but lately I've been doing other hobbies I've let go in the last year, including playing more games I haven't touched and crocheting (OMG I love to crochet!).

2) I also wanted to state that if there comes a time where I don't update within a decent amount of time, I have not left. This story has become so important to me that I will see it to the end.

3) Also, this story is rated M for MATURE – as I stated in the first chapter – this rating, as of the next chapter until the end, will be placed into effect. Yes, it's been mature up till now, but I'm talking more intimacy between Jean and Ema. Which leads me to #4.

4) So...I have an idea when I want Jean and Ema to start becoming intimate, but I would like some feedback as I'm not quite sure how I want to go about it. I have some ideas, but I think feedback would help tremendously. As readers, do you want:

- Me to place a warning in the A/N's if there are to be more intimate/sexual themes?

- Wanting the couple to explore each other first or just WHAM-BAM have some fun? (I have no idea why I laughed when writing this)

- If anyone would like to share their thoughts, you're more than welcome to comment directly or send me a PM. I would greatly appreciate any feedback, but if not, I completely understand!

Songs for chapter: These are in order based on the emotional progress through the chapter. I became very emotional when writing this piece and am very proud for how it turned out!

- Two Steps From Hell "Unleashed"

- Two Steps From Hell "Never Back Down"

- Two Steps From Hell "Strength Of A Thousand Men"

Disclaimer: Attack on Titan does not belong to me, I only own Emalina and any other OC's. The new story picture does not belong to me; I hold no Copyright and found the it through Google Images.

~ oOo ~

Point of View

Emalina

Squad Leader.

I've been named Squad Leader...?

Inhaling deeply, I glanced around at the mass amount of people standing on the walls edge. In giving me the temporary title, Commander Pyxis called the attention of all remaining soldiers once more, stating they were to climb the wall and wait for further instructions from me. It took some times for the one or two hundred soldiers to scale the wall, but when they did, it was crowded as I watched everyone glance around, confused what they were to do now. Pyxis asked for me to wait, as he spoke with three Garrison members regarding the boulder plan.

Sure, I was eager for the plan to work. Was I still skeptical? Um, yes I was.

"Emalina! Please come this way." Calling my name, Pyxis waved me over to his side. Though I knew the three members standing, the Commander still introduced us, unaware we knew each other. "Emalina, you know Ian Dietrich, this is Rico Brzenska and Mitabi Jarnach. They will be the ones to complete the mission alongside Eren Jaeger and Mikasa Ackerman." I nodded, trying to smile as they attempted as well; the situation at hand was difficult to show any other emotion than frustration and uncertainty.

"While you three will be out there," taking a swig from his flask, the Commander tilted his head towards me. "Cadet Varlen will remain here. I have named her Squad Leader and she will be guiding these soldiers, acting as bait to create an advantage for you and Jaeger. Do you have any objections?"

"No, sir!"

Shocked, I was surprised all four had faith in me, I didn't think I had what it took to be a leader. Oh great, I thought. Now I sound like Jean...yet, it's the truth. He has the natural ability to lead people, knowing when to fight or to retreat. Whereas I...well, other than my skills in fighting and Freyja, I don't know what I'm good at.

"Sir?" I suddenly asked, turning towards the respected man.

"Hmm?"

"I do have one question. You said it will be my duty to protect the soldiers that are to stay here. However, what if there are stray titans who aren't interested and turn from the wall? Am I allowed to make the decision in taking them out?"

This had the man smiling. "Ah, I see. Well, Cadet Varlen, when I named you Squad Leader, I gave you the ability to command the soldiers as you see fit. If you're wanting to send soldiers back into the city, that is your choice."

"O-Oh, sir?"

"I've read the reports sent in by Commander Shadis and have spoken personally with Commander Erwin and Captain Levi, specifically about you. Through their judgements, I know what you are capable of." Clapping a hand against my shoulder, he bent at the waist until we were eye-to-eye. Why did I have to be so short? "You have my approval to do what you think should be done. But, do you think you have the aptitude to order such an action? You're well aware the consequences it could bring."

"Of course," I answered immediately. "I..." Taking a few steps away, my eyes landed on Eren, Mikasa and Armin, all discussing what I assumed was the plan. The words were there, on the tip of my tongue, still, I couldn't say what was on my mind. In truth, I didn't want any more death, despite earlier that day as I told everyone to risk death if they wanted to live. Biting my tongue, I spoke what needed to be said. "I don't want to see any more death. I'm here as a soldier to prevent those I care for from dying, and that has been my motive since escaping the titans the first time. And yet...if we are to be free of the titans once and for all, I know death is inescapable."

Looking back, I nodded confidently. "To live, we have to risk the chance of death, so I will do what needs to be done," I repeated my earlier words.

Commander Pyxis seemed pleased. "That is good to hear, Emalina. I now leave the rest to you. As you know, Gregory has been assigned to assist, don't hesitate to have him help."

"Yes sir." Saluting to the Commander and the three Garrisons, my lips managed to smile. "I wish the best of luck to you three; god speed." Leaving them behind, I walked up towards the three cadets. Bubbled in their own world, unaware I slid beside Armin until I place an elbow on his shoulder. Yelling, the blonde's face paled as he noticed it was only I who had scared him to near death.

"Damnit Emalina, don't do that!"

"Couldn't help it," I said. "So...are you ready?"

Sighing, Eren shook his head, all the while glancing across the district towards the gigantic boulder. "I'm not so sure. I mean...with these titan powers, I feel it's possible, but..." He seemed unconvinced, and I obviously knew why.

"I'm so sorry, Eren," Armin spoke, bringing out attention to him. "I was just talking out of my head; it wasn't my intention for you to be pulled in all this!"

"Stop apologizing," Eren said quickly. "The fact is, you have a gift for strategy and you know it. I believe in you Armin."

"But I..."

"Come on Armin, please stop criticizing what you've done." All three turned to me. "Eren's right and everyone knows you truly have a gift for strategizing. Remember earlier when we were trapped in HQ? That plan was all you, and because of it we were able to refuel our gear and make it safely over the wall. Be proud of what you can do."

"If I remember correctly, you and I concocted that plan. So this time, it's all on me." Having pointed out the one flaw in my statement caused me to frown and cross my arms.

"Alright fine. Still, this plan will work. Regardless, if something goes wrong Eren, you have backup – besides Ian's team," I stated, knowing Eren was about to point out the same idea. "Pyxis has appointed me Squad Leader, and has given me full reigns of the soldiers staying behind. If I see any titans headed your way, I'm sending in reinforcements to thin them out."

"Wait, really?" The male seemed shocked. In fact, Mikasa did as well, with Armin having already known.

I nodded. "It's the truth." Glancing behind me, the soldiers were becoming restless, and I knew the mission was about to start. "Look, we're about to go our separate ways. Forget about what's happened between us during training." Punching him on the arm, Eren grasped his arm in annoyance, looking at me in shock whilst I completely ignored the annoying stare from Mikasa. "That's for last night. You better come back alive so I can really kick your ass. Got that? You are not allowed to die out there and make sure to save Trost, you suicidal maniac."

Groaning, I could see him contemplating my statement. "Psh, you only call me that cause of Jean."

"So?" I giggled, walking several steps away before glancing back at him from over the shoulder. "Prove me wrong then. Come back alive and maybe we'll come up with a different name for you." Leaving the three behind, another chuckled escaped my mouth as I could hear Eren yell at Mikasa for smothering him like a mother. Well, he does have a point there...

As I reached the other soldiers, those who could see me all eyed me curiously, wondering what they were supposed to be doing. Pyxis informed them all he had appointed me as their Squad Leader and that my word would be law. Jean, Marco, Sasha and the rest of my friends placed themselves towards the crowd's front line, their determined stare fixated on me. Finding the copper-blonde male in the middle between them, our eyes connected and he nodded, as if to say he knew I could do this. Smiling with a nod in return, I cleared my throat and called for everyone's focus in the only way I knew how.

"AAATTTTEEENNNTTTIIIOOONNN!"

All quieted down as best they could, their focus watching my every move as I walked up and down the front line. Head held high and voice as loud my vocal cords could produce, it was now to explain their part in the mission and to begin in rallying the titans.

"LISTEN UP! As we are all aware, the plan is about to commence, but they will not start until we have been placed. So! This is what shall be done. I want everyone to form several lines facing the outer wall, with several feet in between. One person from each line will dangle themselves with their ODM gear down the ledge to attract the titans and keep them at bay on this side of the district. Since we all know the plan, all our body heat will attract the titans, giving Eren and the support squad time to make their way towards the boulder and move it to plug the hole! Do I make myself clear?!"

"Sir!" From those who could hear, they saluted, knowing if they disobeyed, Pyxis would answer for their insubordination.

"Good! Then let's get moving!" Running across the wall, I jumped into the air, pushing myself along the edge towards the middle of the crowd, reciting the same speech before making my way towards the end. I could see the soldiers moving into rows and lowering themselves at various heights, though keeping themselves with enough distance that even the tallest titan couldn't grasp them.

I was surprised by my own voice, to see my words put into action by those I have trained with and those who I've never met. Flying back and forth between both ends of the crowd, I watched the district, crying with delight on the inside that the plan was working. Titan after titan marched over, their greedy little fingers stretching forward in desiring a tasty meal. Some soldiers remained fearless, staring down at their worst nightmare with a courageous expression. There were others who wiggled with fright, their mannerisms evident they were doing everything possible not to retreat back upon the wall. For their valor, I was thankful.

In crossing back and forth twice, I made way to my friend's location, all the while observing, analyzing and strategizing the worst possible scenario. It's true, I did believe Armin had a natural gift for designing proposals, but I didn't think he was the only one, as I was fairly proud of the minimal skill I held as well.

"Do not be a hero!" My voice roared as I passed by all the cadets hanging by thin, metal wires. "Focus solely on luring the titans into this corner of town! Do not engage unless we say so! If at any point you feel unnecessary strain on your body, come back up an we'll switch you out."

Switching my vision through all the soldiers, I sought the specific location and flew in that direction. Wires connecting and holding me against the thick stone wall, Jean briefly glanced at me, switched his attention back to the titans down below, then shook his head and stared right at me.

"For goodness sake Ema, you scared the crap out of me!"

"Sorry." Twisting my head to observe the others, I was impressed with their patience in waiting to see what was happening with Eren and the support squad.

"Ema," Jean's voice lulled me from my thoughts. "Do you think we have a chance at this?"

Inhaling deeply, I shrugged my shoulders. "Who can say, truly. Honestly, it's all up to Eren in thinking he can maintain these powers. I don't think it's impossible. Improbable, maybe; impossible, no. And yourself?"

"Well, sad to say I'd like to believe Eren can pull this off. It would be nice to think we could finally have a victory over these fuckers." Pointing down at the titans, it was difficult to view all their bodies covering the entire length of the wall with soldiers hanging by their gear. It grew quiet between us, though despite the dire situation at hand, it was a comfortable silence.

"Say Jean...if...if something happens with Eren or more titans suddenly enter Trost, I'm thinking it'll be beneficial if I form teams of soldiers to scavenge the town. My hope is for the teams to eliminate titans if needed, but preferably guide them back here. If I were to do so..." I turned to see his beautiful, magnetic golden eyes already fixated on me. "Would you be alright if I placed you in one of the teams...?"

Chuckling, the male moved his vision to be cast upon the city he was born, watching it nearly crumble before his eyes. It was difficult having to ask such a question. If I truly held the power, I would've kept the man by my side, not wanting to send him into combat. Never would I do such an action, as it would be disrespectful towards the other soldiers in favoriting Jean for personal reasons. No, such an idea is idiotic. And yet, the only reason I had asked is because I believe in his abilities as a strong soldier, one who is capable of keeping others alive whilst completing the task at hand.

"Yes, it would be alright." Blinking, I was shaken as Jean bumped his shoulder into mine. "Do I honestly wanna go back out into that nightmare and face the titans? Tch, fuck no; but I understand why you're asking. Order me where to go and I will follow; ask me and I will follow too. Regardless..." Clenched firmly in his fingers, Jean maneuvered his pinky around the handheld to grasp my pinky as well, holding it just as tight. "Squad Leader or no, I will follow wherever you go and do what you ask."

"J-Jean..."

"I love you, Emalina Varlen," he whispered. "It doesn't matter whether I agree or not; I believe in your decisions. You weren't chosen as the top of our class for nothing, you know."

Having already admitted I'd do what needed to be done, there was still tension clinging to my shoulders. With the thought of people possibly dying from any decisions I would make as Squad Leader lingering on the forefront of my mind. In one sentence, Jean eliminated any remaining apprehension on my shoulders, providing me the conviction to pursue my responsibility in not only keeping these soldiers safe, but doing what was needed to assist Eren. Clenching his smallest finger, I smiled.

"I love you too, Jean, more than I can express...and, I...god there's still so much I want to say..." Blinking away desperate tears needing to fall, I caught sight of something through my peripherals. Noticing the green smoke off in the distance, I knew it was about to begin. "It's time," I whispered.

"Go," Jean said, releasing my finger. The heat of his skin had always been comforting, and in that moment, I was lost when he let go. "Ema, go be the fearless Squad Leader I know you can be, and help Eren reclaim this city as ours. I don't know when this will be over, but when it is, I promise, we will talk about us."

Chuckling, I turned my hips, readying my feet to push against the stone. "I'm holding you to that, Kirschtein."

And with that, I jumped from my position, flinging myself over the numerous titan heads, watching their gaze switch to me. Climbing upward, my gear thrusted over the edge as I landed harshly on my feet, making way over towards Gregory as he worked with different soldiers. "It's go time," my voice echoed as I grew closer. He nodded, glancing off into the distance where the green gas was fading with the breeze.

"I guess it's now or never," he muttered. "You think this plan will work?"

"Hmph, I was already asked that. Considering the uniqueness of this particular situation, who can say. All we can do is watch and wait. In any case, we will be ready here for backup. Gregory? Here's my plan." And so, I explained to him my idea of breaking the soldiers into several teams in luring more titans back to the wall or to exterminate them if their numbers grew too many.

"I'm all for it. When do you want to deploy the teams?"

"Let's wait and see what happens with the support squad. Rico was given a red flare to inform Pyxis if the mission was a failure. If that happens, we'll send them then."

"Understood." Nodding, I moved to go check the soldiers on the far end when Gregory called my name. "Hey, if it's any consolation, I think you're doing great as Squad Leader."

Surprise evident on my face, he laughed as I stared blankly at the man. Chuckling as I shook my head side to side, my lips curved into a large grin. "Thanks Gregory, I really needed that."

With the assumption the mission was going smoothly and Eren was successful in using his titan powers – to which I still had no idea how he had obtained something so abnormal – we could do nothing but wait. Around me, the soldiers were seeming to grow restless, having switched several times in their rows to be the bait. Who wouldn't be restless? It was aggravating not knowing what was happening, whether we were going to win or lose this fight.

Once I noticed the green flare, I tried keeping track of time to see how long it had been since, but with my mind running a thousand thoughts a minute, I'd unfortunately lost track. Time shouldn't have been my concern, yet it was. If the idea was to have Eren transform and carry the boulder on his back, wouldn't we have seen him do so already? Then again, there had not once been a report of someone containing the ability to transform into a titan. Was there such a thing in this world? And, if so, how in the hell had Eren Jaeger been granted such an ability? The more I thought on the matter, the more I wanted to laugh.

I mean, the idea of titan shifters existing in this world, let alone within the walls was an absurd idea...right?

"Look over there!"

Murmuring grew across the soldiers as the all began speaking at once, some raising their voices, others simply staring off into the distance. Following their line of sight, a gasp escaped my lips. In the same spot flew the red flare, indicating the mission was, indeed, a failure. Those who were close to my vicinity began speaking at once, asking what they were supposed to do now. Watching each and every one had my nerves shot. I knew what to do, though the soldiers wouldn't appreciate my plan.

Tough shit, I thought.

Speaking quickly, I moved through the crowd my voice loud and strong. "Keep to my previous order and do not stop unless told to! Wait for my further instructions!" Flying ahead, I met Gregory on the other side as everyone watched in horror, thinking it was only a matter of time before titans would claim their very lives. Stepping between Marco and Armin, I remained silent, listening on the growing conversations surrounding us.

"It's over..." my freckled friend cried. "...they failed..."

Beside me, Armin began to shake, his eyes watering and I knew what he was planning. Just as he threw off the gas tanks tied onto his back, I grabbed Armin's wrist, pulling him back from running. "Let go, Emalina!" he yelled, and in seeing my expression, halted his movements.

"I'm not gonna stop you Armin, just...be careful out there." Releasing his wrist, I turned my head away, thinking about the next phase in my plan.

"You're the Squad Leader..." his voice was small and quiet, catching my attention. "Why won't you stop me?"

"Because," I said, hands gripping the hilts of my blades in their metal sheaths. "I would do the same as you to protect my friends if I knew they were in danger. So please, make sure to bring Eren and Mikasa back to safety. That's my order as your Squad Leader."

"Yes sir," he shouted before running in the opposite direction.

Behind me, Marco grabbed my shoulder, tightening his hand. "Ema...the support squad has determined this mission as a failure. What're we gonna do now?"

Patting his hand, I stepped away, glancing left and right, knowing this was the time to prove our fire in keeping this city as ours. "We fight, Marco. That's what we're gonna do." Making way towards Gregory, I explained now was the time to establish teams and have them head off into. We agreed that only a few teams would be needed, as the mass amount of body heat was the main focus capturing the attention of the titans. Sending the soldier through the crowd to search and establish three teams, I was left to make two, having already explained the specific individuals I would recruit.

Pulling two veteran Garrison soldiers, I rallied my cadet friends, those I trusted most with our new task at hand. Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie and Sasha followed me as I explained the new plan, seeking the others I knew would be the best for this plot. My friends were more understanding than the veterans, their groans and cries fell on deaf ears.

As we were making our way towards Connie and Marco, I stopped those with me, explaining we were to wait for the other teams before they were to head out. Bertholdt asked me different questioned when I noticed Jean fling himself upwards from his position, landing perfectly on his feet as he made way towards our comrades. Answering his and any other questions, my attention was on them while my hearing listened to the conversation behind me. "What the hell's up with the red smoke? What happened?!"

Marco answered, his own voice shaky with confusion and fear. "I-I don't know! Armin's gone to see and Emalina left to speak with the other soldiers. But...I think it'll be alright. Emalina seems to have a plan."

"My faith's in Ema, but Eren?"

"This has to work because it's Eren," Marco stated, conviction firmly held within his words.

"I...don't wanna be that guy, but this whole thing feels kinda pointless," Connie muttered.

Jean snapped, not towards Connie, but against the situation in general. "Hell, when was the last time a fight with the titans didn't feel like that? The best thing now? Do what we can from losing any more."

"I don't like the idea of some many of us being dead for nothing."

"We have to pick our battles! If we want to wage all-out war someday, we have to conserve all the manpower we can. This was the right call. And what Ema is planning will be the right call too. Just be patient, Connie."

"Was it the right call, though?" our bald man asked.

"Yes, of course it was!" Jean stated, all the while Marco remained silent, watching the interaction between them.

"...live to fight another day, is that it? Is this what Emalina meant earlier? That we have to risk death to live?" Smirking as he faced the two males, Connie even shocked me with his next words. "Right, I'm in!"

Having excused myself from the others, I smiled in making my way towards them. "That's what I like to hear, Connie." Three heads turning in my direction, all were smiling as I was, whereas one wrapped his arm behind my back, landing a kiss against my temple.

"Ema, Marco said you have something up your sleeve. What are you wanting us to do?"

"A majority of the soldiers are remaining here to keep the titan's attention when five teams will head out into the city to lure more titans this way or take them out. I'm having you three be part of those teams." Waving my hand towards the others, Gregory and his teams landed on their feet as we all huddled to discuss what I wanted them to focus on.

"Whoa, wait a minute. You're wanting us to go back out there?!" Connie yelled

"Yes Connie. Rico's determined this to be a failure, but that doesn't mean we can't keep the titans at bay until we can figure out what to do next. Gregory and I have chosen all of you," my vision caught the attention of the soldiers formed around me as I stare them directly into their eye, "because we believe you to be the best for this task. Each team will have a veteran soldier who will make the decision on what to do once out there. From here, all of you are to keep as many titans away from Eren's location as long as possible. If problems arise, bring your asses back here at once! Your duty comes first but never forget about your own safety. Understood?"

"Sir!" their combined voices echoed sweetly in my ear as they saluted towards me and my assistant.

"Good. Now, those who were picked by Gregory, you know which teams you'll be in. Bertholdt, Reiner and Marco, you'll be teamed with Jezebel. Jean, Connie, Frank, Ethan and Annie, you'll be with Miles. From here on out, this is your mission, so I expect the best from each one of you. If you need to restock your gear, do so now, because once all your team members are prepared, you are to leave." Closing my eyes as I slowly sucked in a deep breath, I released it slowly. My heart was beating erratically. Call it nerves or anxiety; whatever it is, I was still in fear of these soldiers perishing from of my decision. Opening my eyes, all stood bravely before me. I opened my mouth with one last statement.

"I expect you all to return. Besides everything else I've given you, that is my order." Hastily placing my back to their attention, their footsteps signaled their departure; well, all but one.

"I'm not leaving until you give me a kiss." Arms rotating me into a muscular chest, Jean captivated my lips, and though it was short, the feeling of his lips against mine was surreal. His finger tenderly stroked my cheek as I turned fully in his arms, only enjoying the moment for a few seconds then backed away.

"You better return," my voice was stern.

Jean was able to give me a small smirk, hands griping both blades as he said, "I will. I promised to never leave you." And with that, he ran off to his group where they jumped from the edge, flying off into the distance.

From behind, Gregory stepped forward, watching the five teams we chose vanish into the turmoil within the city. Seeing the destroyed buildings and titans all around, it was difficult to consider that, just this morning, the town was lively with smiles and laughter, people going about their day-to-day activities. Just thinking of the unexpected titan attack seemed to only confirm something in my mind, that I truly believe this assault was created and executed carefully.

It did seem highly convenient all this occurred the same day after the Cadet graduation and with the Scout Regiment having left on their latest expedition.

Rubbing my temple, there was no time to consider the thought. At hand, there were a few hundred soldiers who required my protection; as long as they remained atop the wall, they were safe. And yet, my heart was focused more on those we had sent out to fight. My heart screamed and batted my ribcage, knowing what I should be doing instead of standing fifty-meters above ground. My trust in our teams was great; still fearful I had sent them to their dooms, I made my next decision. Stomping towards the gas, Gregory observed my actions as I refilled both tanks and stocked new blades.

"You going out there?"

"Mhm. I can't just sit here knowing they might need help." Tightening any loose straps, I was then content with my gear. "Gregory, you're in charge of the soldiers remaining here, I'm gonna see what I can do down there."

Nodding, he said, "Alright. Do your worst out there. Tear those fuckers to shreds!"

Smirking, I laughed, as that's all I wanted to do. Jumping off the edge, I screamed, "With pleasure!"

~ oOo ~

Point of View

Jean

As we flew off the wall, the six of us huddled close, making our way past the majority of the titans when Miles descended to the ground, hiding in a narrow alley. Thankfully, we were concealed from view. The thundering of the titan's walking in the surrounding area resonated in our ears as we glanced around, making sure we were still safe. Miles, the veteran assigned to us, was focused mainly on luring them back to the wall; even so, we had been standing in the shadows for nearly ten minutes. If he wanted to working on luring them, why weren't we doing a damn thing?

Granted, I wasn't all too excited in facing the titans again, not after earlier. Emalina assigned us specifically to do this and had faith in all of us. I refuse to let her down.

"Here's the plan...we don't let a single one of these ugly fuckers wander out of this area." Miles peered around the building. The others watched and waited for his instructions as I leaned against the wall. We had waited long enough and it was starting to piss me off. "Focus on luring them here and keeping them here, just as Emalina ordered. Understood? Do not, I repeat, do not engage them in combat unless you absolutely have to. I want you on the ground, one group of two, the other will have three. When you reach the wall, jump. That clear? Die and you'll piss me off, let alone our Squad Leader. If a titan goes astray, we'll put him down."

Rolling my eyes, I had to question who picked this soldier as the best veteran to lead us. "Tch, what do you mean, if? It's not like we can count of them to follow protocol."

"What if our situation gets risky?" Annie was thinking the same as I. This was to be a team effort after all, but Ema's words echoed in my head almost like she was stating we were allowed to act on our own if need be. "Are we free to act at our own discretion or what?"

"Whatever'll make it easier on you," the veteran sneered, somewhat annoyed she even asked. Heads turning to the building across the street, the roof caved in as dust and dirt swirled in the air, a titan's head peering through. Taking our blades, Miles screamed, "Team, move out!" and we finally left the alley.

Running out of the shadows, we bared ourselves to the titans surrounding our position. As Miles ordered us to strictly lure the titans back, we ran on foot for what we could, alternating to our gear then back to our feet. Since leaving the wall, it had only been fifteen minutes, two or three since left the alley. In those few seconds, Frank and Ethan were grabbed from behind, swallowed whole as the titans continued chasing after us. Growling, we maneuvered our way around the city, turning corners as we made our way back to the corner with the other soldiers.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

Over our shoulders, we saw Miles was grabbed by a ten-meter, the beast clenching its fingers around the veteran's waist, crushing his insides as the male screamed bloody murder. There was nothing we could do. In the time we realized he'd be caught, the titan holding him was already biting the man into pieces, the sound of his cries turning silent. Miles was no more.

"Fantastic..." Annie pulled us away from out leader's death as we ran like hell. "Well like it or not we're on our own now!" Now it was time to act on our own discretion. Dodging limbs and other titans alike, we managed to stay in our group of three, gaining distance as we grew closer to the wall. From behind, a larger titan was gaining speed as Connie was slowing down. Dropping to its knees, the titan lunged its hand for my friend who managed to jump over the appendage. Hastily pressing his gears buttons, the spear of his wire flew from its compartment straight to the upside side of the closest building before bouncing off the stone, not even leaving a scratch.

"What the...?!" Facing the titan, Connie froze. As the titan raised its other hand, without thinking, I shot my wire straight forward, watching as it pierced through the titans palm, then pulled back. "Jean!" Connie screeched my name, still not moving.

My own voice roared. "Damnit Connie, get up the wall!" Running, I hightailed it away, seeking enough room where I felt comfortable to use the ODM without worry the monster could grab me. I'm sick and tired of people dying because of ME! My concentration running rampage, I couldn't let others die from my actions, from my inability to save them when I had the chance. Maybe that's why I used my gear without thinking, to save Connie. Tch, the damn bastard wouldn't move! At the end of the street, my body stopped to stare back at the titan. Smirking, I chuckled, raising my hands up high to snap the buttons to could escape up the wall.

Only thing is, nothing happened.

Not even after furiously clicking the buttons numerous times.

"A malfunction, NOW?!" Heavy footsteps pounded behind me, I looked to see a small titan standing, glaring down at me with a creepy ass smile and large eyes. Frozen in shock, I could only gaze with my mouth wide open. Only did I move when the beast raised its gigantic hand to swat me like a fly. Jumping out of the way, I darted next the corner street, putting as much distance as I could between me and it. Running as fast as possible, I refused to glance at the monster on my tail; my attention was finding a place to hide, someplace I could work on my gear then getting the hell out!

"I am NOT going to die today!" my voice roared into the open sky. No, I refuse to die. Emalina is out there waiting for me, and I will not let her down. Not after...not after finally telling her how much I love her.

Eyes widening, I noticed an open door across the way and hastened my speed, pushing through the strain in my thighs as I pounded through the open frame. Slamming it shut, I slid into the next room and hid underneath the windows, my chest rising up and down as I fought to steady my breathing.

"Way to go, drag everybody down, great job Jean." Belittling myself didn't help at all, but I was able to get my heart to slow. Peeking through the window, the titan was down the street, thinking I ran all the way to the end. Peering right, my body tensed. There, smashed beneath a large boulder, was another soldier whose ODM gear hadn't been crushed. Releasing an uneasy breath, I slid against the wall, hiding myself from the titan, and from the decision I would have to make.

"Maybe I won't die today."

Swallowing my nerves, it was now or never to take my risk and live. Removing all my equipment from my body, the gear lay at my side as I watched through the window, waiting to see when the titan would turn and leave. With the thought in my mind, the beast glanced to the sides then decided to return the way it came. As it reached the corner and left my sight, I took my chance. Bounding through the house, I slid to the perished soldier, pulling and untying the clasps of the individuals gear.

"If I wait for the all clear, I'll never make it out alive. I've got to do something! If I don't...I'll never see Emalina again!"

~ oOo ~

Point of View

Emalina

Having been running through the city the same amount of time as the teams, I had run into all but one; Jean's team. All the others had been doing fairly well, but there was a plethora of titans coming into the city through the hole. The situation was becoming dire as the incoming titans remained group together, the soldiers having difficulty luring them as they all wanted to attack. Once I met with each team, I aided them before determining it was time for them to turn back, instructing them to flee for their safety.

I, however, remained, zooming past titan after titan, killing or avoiding those I could. Thirty minutes had nearly passed and still neither Jean or the others could be seen. Along the same side where the mass of soldiers stood, sudden movement flicked in the corner of my vision, halting my movements to see both Connie and Annie climb the wall for their safety. They were closer to the destroyed gate and I had to question how they got all the way down there. Making quick use of my gear, it took me several minutes to reach their position and when I did, my gear flew me high as I rolled against the top. They watched my movements, surprised to see me; except Connie turned away from me quicker than Annie.

"There you guys are!" Breathing heavily, I inhaled and exhaled, looking around to see the rest of their team. "Where have you guys been? I've looked all over!"

With her deadpan expression, Annie informed me of what Id missed. "Frank, Ethan and Miles were eaten, leaving us to escape several titans."

"I, o-oh..." Covering my mouth, it was sad to say I was expecting some casualties, in preparation if it were to actually happen. What I was guilty for was the fact they died due to my decision in sending them back to the battlefield. Growling with a shake of my head, I banished such thoughts; now was not the time to grovel. What's done is done. "What about Jean?" Annie didn't say anything as she looked at Connie, then glancing at the houses before us. "Connie? Where is he...?"

"Ema, Jean is...Jean's out there," the shorter soldier pointed several housing rows away. Squinting my eyes to see, there was nothing other than a few titans lurking around. "He distracted a titan so I could get away then started running. We made it back here then realized he wasn't with us. His gear's not working so we think he's hiding somewhere to fix the problem."

"His gear's not working...? H-How could it not be working..." I muttered, clutching a hand over my chest. Raising my face, I wanted to ensure the man down there heard every word. "WHY THE HELL IS YOUR GEAR NOT WORKING YOU ASSHOLE!" Shaking with rage, my body began pacing back and forth, feeling I'd sent the man to his death.

"JEAN!" Connie suddenly screeched, halting my movements peered over the edge. Focusing on the closest rows, I was able to see the man in question knelt in the middle of the street, tugging and pulling on something I could not see. "Fuck, his gear is busted!"

Hearing footsteps closing in on us, Marco appeared next to me, his hand gripping my shoulder. "What's happening, Ema?"

"His...Jean's gear isn't working." We all waited to see if Jean would be able to escape, when the movement of a titan had me on edge. Down the street from his position, another titan bound straight towards him, steadily making its way as its heavy footsteps reached my ears. Removing my blades, Marco nodded, understand without words what I was going to do. Roaring into the open air, my adrenaline pushed to the limit as my freckled friend followed to save the man we both equally cared for. If the man I loved was in danger, then you better believe I was gonna fly straight into danger to pull his ass out.

Keeping my eyes fixed on his position, Marco stayed by my side. Screaming over the noise, I told Marco to get the titan's attention while I helped Jean in fixing his equipment so he could get out of there. Separating ourselves, my body turned left as Marco went right, his voice shouted to his best friend, gaining both the male and titan's attention.

"Jean look out!"

Flinging himself around, the man in question stiffened when he saw the soldier flying at the titan's eye-level. "Marco! What the hell are you doing?!" Jean didn't know what to make of his best friend flying around the carnivorous titan. Landed beside him, the male jumped to see it was me as I observed the scene. By the looks of it, not only had his gear malfunctioned, he was trying to take the gear off of a dead soldier to use instead. Not good! "E-E-Ema! Wha...?"

"Not now! Tell me what you need!"

"This equipment won't come off!" Grabbing one side, Jean grabbed the other and we both pulled, forcing the metal to tear from the leather belt, luckily, leaving the gear intact. Falling to my knees, my fingers nimbly worked to place the gear correctly onto his waist as Jean worked the other side. Hands coated in sweat, my fingers slipped several times, a growl escaping my mouth each time. I worked through the nervousness, forcing myself not to watch Marco as he led the titan away. "Got it!"

In the nick of time, another titan arrived around the corner, staring us down, just waiting to see if we would run or accept our fate to be eaten. Running in the monster's direction, Jean and I used our handhelds, swinging upward as we flew right by its head. Having a glance back to see the distance between us and it, Jean gasped as his borrowed gear flopped, swinging the man around in midair. Falling clumsily, his leg was flung into mine, causing my balance to fray as we both crashed into the cobblestone ground, dragged across the ground by the mere pressure of our fall.

Curling into a ball, I sharply drew in a quick breath, the wind completely knocked right out of my lungs. Having landed heavily on my left side, the one still healing from having stitches sewn into the skin, my eyes watered at the sudden pain, and I was left to question if my wound had opened.

"...what?" Still on his side, I watched Jean as he gazed at the trigger in his hand, staring aimlessly at the device in horror. "You've got to be kidding me! Why's the trigger so stiff?!" Moving to kneel, Jean grasped my shoulder, heaving me up as well. Edging closer, the titan's smile grew wide as it began to open its mouth, assuming he was about to have a snack.

"Oh no you don't! Jean! Ema!" From the rooftops, we saw Connie run off and I smiled, believing my friend was about to murder the beast. How wrong was I, as the bald soldier flew straight into its head, yelling in pain as he swung to the opposite roof.

In shock of Connie's action, Jean growled. "Are you insane?!"

Rubbing his head, Connie ignored the statement, his voice screaming, "What're you waiting for? Get the hell outa there you two! Now!" As his sentence ended, he jumped away, barely being missed by the hand crashing into the corner of the house. Taking this chance with the titan being occupied, Jean pulled me to my feet, and we ran. My friend jumped into the air just as the same titan lunged towards us, barely missing our feet by several inches; luckily, I flung myself down another alley, holding my side the whole time.

Breathing deeply, I knew, without looking, my wound had definitely opened. The warmness of my blood was seeping through the bandages as I could only grunt and whimper. Above me, three soldiers zoomed overhead. Assuming they were my friends, I jogged out the opposite end of the alley, making my way towards the wall. Watching where they landed, I jumped over buildings and chimneys, ascending higher into the sky as the top of the wall came into view. Increasing my gas, my body burst forward onto the hard stone, rolling and skidding until I came to a complete stop. I could hear the end of an argument, the males yelling back and forth how Jean scared them; if it didn't hurt to move, I would've laughed.

"Emalina!" Running to my side, Marco helped me to my knees. "Are you ok? What's wrong?" Staring at my freckled friend, I didn't say anything; no words escaped my mouth., only giving him a quick smile.

Pressing a quick kiss to his cheek, I comforted the man. "Thank you Marco."

Instead of speaking more, I stood on unsteady feet and tackled the person I'm most afraid of losing. Looping my arms around his neck, my body heaved against his, shoving the man to the ground with an "oomph!" as we collided against stone. Stunned for a moment, Jean wrapped his arms around me tightly, his heated breath brushing against my neck as we held each other, sending a pleasured shiver up and down my spine. Pulling away, I punched Jean's arm, my lip quivering in thinking he had been close to death.

"Gah! What the hell Ema?!" Three sets of eyes stared at us. Keeping my head down, I didn't want Jean to see my face as I bit my lip to stop it from moving. This attack on Trost had been the most perilous situation any of us had experienced since becoming cadets. The whole ordeal was heartbreaking, thinking this could've been it for him. Hell, it could've been the end for ALL of my friends.

"You...because you...!" Hiccupping, I swiped at my cheeks unable to hold back the burn, its sting rupturing my veins as I lifted my head to witness Jean's eyes widen. Taking in my façade, he opened then closed his mouth. In doing so, the man grew confused, lifting an eyebrow as his cheeks colored pink. Simply seeing his change in expression was heartening, the cuteness had my lips curling upward, changing my frown into a smile. Chuckling from his adorable face, I managed to mimic his words from earlier. "Please...don't scare me like that again."

Taking hold of my arms, I was thrusted against his chest, muscled arms once again engulfing me in a safety net, a special place where I would always be protected. Warmth spread through my limbs, fingers clenching Jean's jacket until each digit turned white. Here was the man who had turned my world upside down from the moment I met him during training initiation. Since then, this cocky, self-seeking, kind, brave, blunt, hot-headed male has not once left my side. Jean Kirschtein made it a personal goal to see me smile, happy; to peel away my protective layers and discover the scared girl underneath, too afraid to lose anyone else she loved.

In the tiniest whisper I could manage, my voice spoke so only this man could hear. "Jean, I love you..." These words were for him alone, and until we could discuss what we were, I would only whisper this to him. If I had my say in what this was between us, I would claim what we had to be stronger than a simple relationship between two people who loved one another.

"Ah...I'll be damned."

Removed from my thoughts, Annie was peering into the city, our eyes following her line of sight. In that moment, we all gasped. Jean, holding me carefully, helped me to my feet as we stood in a daze. An illusion or the truth in our eyes, we couldn't tell; that is, until the deafening echoes of tiny booms sounded within our ears.

THUMP

...

THUMP

...

THUMP

Walking a steady pace with the gigantic boulder upon his shoulders, was Eren Jaeger in his titan form, headed straight towards the gate to seal our first victory against the titans.

"Oh my god..." Connie mumbled.

"He did it. We can win this!" Jean and I shared glances, shocked by what we were seeing.

"DEFEND HIM! TO THE LAST MAN IF THAT'S WHAT IT COMES TO. EREN MUST REACH THE GATE! I DON'T WANT A SINGLE TITAN ANYWHERE NEAR HIM!"

Down below, Ian's voice rang loud and clear over Eren's heavy footsteps, crushing the ground beneath him. As their eyes lifted from the miraculous scene, Marco, Connie and Annie turned to us, waiting for us to say something. "It looks like we're back on.," Jean answered their voiceless question. Now looking at me, he asked, "Squad Leader, what're your orders?"

I still didn't see myself as Squad Leader, so his question threw me off. Forgetting my own insecurity, my hand fell from my side, the skin blotted with my blood as I took hold of my blades, ready to fight to the death. "Focus on keeping Eren safe!" my voice screamed. "Call out for help if you are in danger, but no matter what, do not allow a titan to attack Eren!"

And so, we were off, all jumping simultaneously from the wall to the monsters that were now beneath our feet. Our heights and strength were finally stronger than theirs, and we would suffer through the turmoil to end their very lives, just as they tried to take ours. If Jean noticed the blood on my hand, he remained silent, knowing all too well that if he ordered me to sit this out, I would blatantly refuse. Yes, it had been chaos throughout the day.

Now, it was worse. In this time of need, I would not give up.

Soldiers flew on their ODM here and there. I saw Mitabi and Ian running on foot with soldiers following, trying to occupy the titan's interest firsthand. Rushing into the heat of battle, my friends separated, each seeking a different target to annihilate as Jean flew right by my side. He didn't say anything nor did I ask; we didn't need to, that was the strength of our trust in fighting side-by-side.

Attached at the hips, my gear hurled me forward, racing towards the ground as I found a titan to be my next kill. This beast was the tallest in the area, most likely twelve meters with an ugly temperament, thrashing against any and all who crossed its path. Adrenaline burning through my inner core, as I swung my blades with all the strength this body possessed. Screaming in rage and vengeance, the hole in the titan's neck gaped, blood spraying my arms and face as it fell in a heap of death onto the ground. One death did not mean this fight was over. Surrounding us were titans of various sizes, all with the same thought on their disgusting mind: to eat us humans.

Yet we were all relentless.

From the opposite side, I could see Bertholdt and Reiner making their way over, blades free as they each took down one more monster. Titans fell one by one, mainly from my doing as Mikasa and Armin stuck to titan Eren like glue. I wasn't keeping count on who had the most kills, for it didn't matter. The point is that these assholes were falling, leaving a small pathway for the boulder to smash into its new home. As he grew closer to the open gate, we worked harder. Shouts and cries soared through my ears, having witnessed more death as those I fought alongside today or became acquaintances with were removed from this world. Mitabi was one of those individuals when a foot landed right on top of him.

And then there was another cry, one belonging to Ian as he hastily threw out the soldier in a titan's mouth, only for him to be carved and eaten whole. His decapitated head fell slowly to the ground. He was the first friend I made in the Garrisons, not long after I started living with the Scouts. Ian was the one Levi always asked to watch over me when he and the other's left on another expedition.

"NO! IAN!" I cried. In the middle of battle, I allowed the tears to fall.

What was the point in all this? When did the killing become a necessity and why did we have to lay our lives down at a small chance to live? True, as a soldier I have vowed to lay my life on the line for the good of humanity, and to also ensure there would be no more death. But looking around, I still questioned everything we had been taught, the way of life we lived, and the past we held as our disastrous history. Again, I ask myself this: what did we do to deserve such death?

"Emalina!" Following by my side, Jean and I made way to the titan that consumed Ian. My sudden need to vanquish these demons would continue with that particular monster. "Tell me how to help!" Again, no words were needed between us. He could see the tears; he heard my voice.

"I'll slash his eyes! Once he's blind you take him out!"

"On it!"

All this time, I felt we were a fairly good team, no matter what we did. Only now was it proven how fierce we were together.

As I sped forward, avoiding the titan's thick fingers, I swirled around to face its hideous face. Shoving my blades into its brown eyes, the screech it released was a pleasant sound, its sight destroyed for the next moment. Giving Jean the order, he mimicked my action, slicing its neck perfectly, a chunk of skin popping out as the time of death fell upon yet another monster. With this one down, I dropped to the closest rooftop, collapsing to one knee. Sudden nausea engulfed my senses as my fingers held my stomach, feeling the wetness of the once dried blood on my shirt.

Looking down, my hand was covered in fresh red liquid and the dizziness sweeping over my eyes was no coincidence. My body was losing more blood than before. A crash of tiles grabbed my attention as Jean fell to my side, gasping when he saw my hand. Muttering my name, we stared at each other. But I couldn't give up. My body was still intact, despite losing blood quickly and feeling sick. Nonetheless, I was able to keep fighting.

Until Jean screamed, "Look!"

If time could slow, this would be the moment. Eren was moving closer, with only one more titan to block his path. Rico, suddenly appearing from thin air, flew down, tearing out the titan's eyes as it dropped to its knees. Taking this chance, Mikasa ran from behind, taking it out as Eren moved closer and closer. Falling into Jean's side, I could only watch. All day my body had been moving; fighting, slashing, running, breathing, thinking, crying, worrying and living. Now, in waiting for our victory, I sat and gazed at the destruction Trost had become.

"EREN GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Armin's scream tore through his small stature, reverberating across the entire district, as if to give titan Eren his remaining strength to plug the hole. A mighty roar tore through Eren's mouth as he threw the boulder into the wall, covering the hole, completely blocking off anymore titans from entering our home ever again.

"He...he did it," Jean breathed.

A cry tore from my lips. Covering my mouth, I fell into myself; disbelief before my eyes as it seemed unreal. We had achieved our first victory. It was real and we had witnessed history in the making. Embracing me closely, Jean smoothed my matted, sweaty hair as I sobbed, mumbling inaudible words being released from my lips. There was one sentence I made sure to state clearly for this man to hear.

"Our friends...their deaths made this victory possible."

If only in that moment had I known which death was going to cost Jean and I the most.

~ oOo ~

Point of View

Levi

The sun burned our line of sight. Having canceled the remainder of the expedition, those who remained of the Scouts rode quickly back to Trost, as Erwin believed the titans were acting differently, behaving the same they had on the day Shiganshina was attacked. I was irritated in thinking the deaths of my comrades had been a waste. In thinking of a possible attack on Trost, my first thought was of Emalina, seeing as she had just graduated from Cadet to Solider the previous evening.

As we rushed over the last hill from blocking our view, we could finally see the entire structure protecting Trost. Squinting, I could barely make out where the gate had been. Where it was once placed was now a gaping hold, large enough for all titan heights to enter the city. Clenching my teeth, I slapped the reigns to my steed, needing the beast to move faster.

"Erwin!" I yelled to our Commander up front.

"I see it too, Levi," he replied in his usual calm demeanor, maintaining his eyes forward, always watching for stray titans.

"Ah, see what?" Hange appeared between us, questioning new information she thought she hadn't acquired yet. Without looking, as she was staring at me, I grasped her head and turned it forward so she could see the status of the wall. Growing closer, the hole was now becoming bigger and with it, the beating of my heart increased. Fear strutted unwanted through my blood, threatening Emalina had been killed or severely injured. Waving away such nonsense, I knew my sister was perfectly fine. She was a very capable soldier and wouldn't give in that easily. At least, not if I had anything to say about it.

"Oh," was all she said. Removing my hand, I grabbed the reigns. All the horse's hooves from the regiment pounded into the earth, stamping the ground as a symbol of our strive to never give in. It was this strive I held in hoping my sister was alive. She had to be; otherwise, she knew I'd drag her out of the grave to lecture her ass.

As the wall grew in height, my vision pinpointed the hole, never wavering my line of sight. Even from my position, I could see the legs of titans and the wires of soldiers flying through the air. However, what I didn't expect was to hear the rhythmic hammering filter through my senses. My comrades seemed to notice this as well, glancing around to see where the nearest titan was closing in on us. Realizing there were no titans headed our way, all heads peered forward, with the only logical option for it to be coming from within the walls of Trost.

And then, as we were within a hundred feet from entering the district, all our horses halted their movements, falling back on two legs, crying out in fright. In that moment, a gigantic slab of rock – the same boulder the Garrisons had planned to use in another attack – was jammed into the wide space, eternally blocking the opening from any outsiders. Outsiders including the Scout Regiment. Cries from the horses soon calmed down as we all hurried to see what the hell was going on. Inspecting the wall, Hange nearly screamed in annoyance and wonder. There was absolutely no possible way, from this moment on. Anyone would make their way through the gate into Trost, as it would remain permanently closed forever. Slowing to a stop, Hange and Moblit rushed to the wall, looking at every nook and cranny to see who or what could've moved such a rock.

Maneuvering his horse to my side, Erwin caught my attention. "Levi, I have new orders for you. Seeing as how we are now unable to enter Trost the way we left, I need you to climb over the wall and see what the damage is. Let the Garrisons know we're here so we can get our horses back over."

"Tch, based on this damned rock, my guess is we won't be able to get the horses over anytime soon."

"Erwin, is it safe to assume there was another titan attack while we were gone?" Making way towards the Commander, Hange's spirit seemed to increase at the possible idea that titans were now trapped inside the city.

"I can only assume so. I'm sending Levi to check on the status." Staring me in the eye, he added, "And make sure to find Emalina." I nodded, though he should've known that was at the top of my list.

Ignoring Hange calling my name, I jumped off my steed, letting my gear carry me up. Reaching the top, I nearly fell off the side. Trails of smoke and destruction covered the entire district. Rocks were thrown all over; buildings left with gaping holes; and bodies littered the front section of the city. Snarling, I looked directly fifty-meters down to the other side of the boulder to see a sight that left me more speechless than my usual silence: a titan kneeling against the ground, whose hands were firmly placed on the boulder.

"Just what the hell is going on...?"

Narrowing my vision, there were three individuals on the neck of the same titan, pulling something from its skin. And to make matters more complicated than need be, two ten-meter titans walked forward, heads bent down to achieve their next meal. Free-falling, my blades did the talking for me, as I swirled around, curling my blades as deeply as possible, ensuring their death; killing one, then two, I observed as both fell lifeless. Dropping onto their backs, the wind flipped through my cloak as I gazed on into the city, horrified and confused by the sights surrounding me. Turning over my shoulder, there was one male with long blonde hair and a female wrapped with a red scarf around her neck holding a fainted soldier between them.

Seeing the Cadet patch on their jackets, they were the closest answers I could get to understanding the situation and finding my sister.

"Pay attention kiddos. This is the part where you explain to me exactly what the hell has happened. More importantly..." Turning to face them, my grips tightened on the blades, anger rising from within. Where the fuck is she?! "Tell me, where is Emalina Varlen?"

"Huh? Y-You're looking for Emalina?" the male stated somewhat confusingly whilst the girl stared daggers at me. Don't even think about it, brat.

"We last saw her above the opposite gate, over an hour ago," the girl answered me, her eyes still narrowed, hovering protectively over the fainted soldier.

"So annoying," I whispered to myself. "Hm?" Looking around, there were more titans surrounding us, two making way in my direction, mouths wide in preparation for their death. "Oh-ho, you wanna die, is that it?" Raising a blade, I was ready to attack, though never given the chance.

"Die you motherfuckers!"

Blood rained on the ground; a familiar scream pierced my chest as both titans fell at the exact same time. Speed that seemed nearly inhuman, agility similar to mine, managed to defeat the creatures in the blink of an eye. The soldier having done so held enough skill that even I could barely see who had done so. Other than myself with such skills, there could only be one such person who could accomplish such a feat.

"Emalina!"

I was not the one to scream her name; regardless, it was her. She was here.

As the titan steam billowed away, I jumped from the carcass beneath my feet. My boots struck the ground in annoyance at how much destruction occurred in the little time we were gone. Moving beyond such thoughts, through the steam, Emalina's form came into my sight just as she fell, another soldier having caught her before she collided against the ground.

"You need to see the doctor, Ema!"

"I can't! There's still so many titans out there and I have to help...!"

"Stand down, Emalina Varlen!" Her head snapping to attention, we made contact as he bright blue eyes widened upon seeing me. "Geez, I'm gone not even a day and you look like shit."

"L-Levi...LEVI!"

The soldier beside her quickly moved as Emalina stood, stumbling to her feet making way towards me. I met her more than halfway, seeing as how she could barely stand on her own. She collapsed into my chest; her arms constricted around my neck as I held her close. Whether it showed on my face or not, I was beyond relieved to see her alive. Forsaking our lack of related blood, she was my little sister and I'd damned myself if I wasn't here to protect her from this nightmare.

"You're here...you're actually here!" Leaning away, the male soldier helping her walked to her side, holding his arm over her shoulder.

"Forget about me. What is he saying about you needing a doctor?"

She shook her head. "It's not important right now. If you're here, then that means the rest of the Scouts are too; where are they?"

Seeing the fire in her eyes, I knew Emalina was determined to finish whatever idea she had on her mind. Carefully glancing over her entire frame, I didn't fail to acknowledge the dark stain on her shirt, only assuming she was wounded. The woman was stubborn and had been in the years I'd known her, always forgetting her health to place the needs of others before her own. Sighing, I gripped her shoulder staring down as she was still shorter than me, if only by a little.

"This conversation isn't over, shorty. The other Scouts are on the other side of the gate waiting for me to relay what has happened here."

"Ok, good, good, cause we're gonna need the help. There's still a giant ass mess to clean," she chuckled.

"Jean! Emalina!" The three brats from earlier were slowly moving in our direction.

"Armin, Mikasa! And Eren! Is he ok?!"

"He's unconscious, but he's alive," the girl – Mikasa – stated.

"Eh, better than the alternative. Gah!" Bracing her side, Emalina removed her hand where I was able to see red liquid thickly coating her fingers. "A-Alright, here's the plan – "

"Ohhhh no shorty, I don't think so. If you're bleeding that much you need to get the fuck out of here and see the damn doctor!"

"Tch, you're here all of five seconds and you're ordering me around? I don't think so," she talked back, her smug look prominent as she straightened, the male releasing his arms. "Levi, please trust me...I will survive, but for now, I know what needs to be done."

Holding a staring contest with my sister annoyed me to hell and back, but the conviction in her voice and eyes was something I hadn't seen from her in a long time. Then again, she had been in training for three straight years, but she was still the same girl I saved; both scared and fearless as ever. Only able to nod my head, I allowed her to speak, a smile forming on her lips in realizing what I was doing. Before she was able to speak again, Rico from the Garrisons ran over, her eyes frantic.

"Emalina! We all need to get out of here!"

"I know, I know. Rico, listen, I need you to run back to Pyxis. He's already seen the flare so he knows we won, but tell him this: the Scouts have returned and they will start in taking care of the rest of the titans. Can you please do that?"

Nodding frantically, the woman corrected her glasses before taking off, leaving us behind. Turning to the others, Armin and Mikasa, she gave their specific orders as well. "You two, take Eren quickly to the wall and get him to Pyxis. He needs times to rest and recover, but I'm not sure what the Commander wants to do with him."

"We can do that," the boy agreed.

"Wait, no! What do you mean what the Commander wants to do with him...?" Mikasa cried. I'm not letting Eren out of my sight!"

Taking a small step backwards, even I was surprised as Emalina quickly took hold of the girl's jacket. "Listen to me, and listen well, Mikasa. Now is not the time to grovel on Eren. Get him up the wall and take him to Pyxis; as Squad Leader that is my order. Listen or face the consequences, your choice. And Jean," turning back to the male with a copper undercut hair, he stepped forward closely.

Hey, that's a little too close, you brat.

"Jean, head back to the other gate while rounding up as much soldiers you can find. Tell them to head back to the wall as the Scouts have returned."

"The Commander is gonna ask about you, Ema. What're you gonna do? Your stitches have opened!" Jean pointed out, lifting my ears at the word stitches.

"I'm gonna take out as many titans as I can and you can't stop me, Jean." The brat opened his mouth to say something, then promptly shut it. I was curious of the relationship between these two. Based on the way they spoke to each other, it seemed fairly close. They better not be any closer than that.

Closing the gap between them, this Jean cupped her cheek, drawing her face in closer. "I'll gather all the soldiers in my path then take them to the wall. And then I'm coming back for you. Emalina, you have until the moment I find you to take down as many titans as you want. The moment I see you, you're going to see the same doctor to get your side fixed. You've lost enough blood today; I don't want to see you lose anymore."

"Alright," she whispered, leaning closer. "I can promise that." And then Jean had the audacity to place his lips upon hers. In front of ME.

Alright you fucking brat. Looks like you and I will be having a little chit-chat once this mess is taken care of.

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Holy crap! We're only thirteen chapters in and I cannot believe how LONG this story has become! And Levi has finally entered! YAY! I freaked out when starting to write his section, he was difficult and I hope he was portrayed fairly well. Let me know because ya'll make me happy; whether you comment or not I love all the reads!

Chocobocolina :3