Chapter Two

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She was annoying. She was hot but annoying. She's not only annoying, but she's stupid and soft. How can I have a scout who gets her feelings hurt at every turn on my squad? "Heichou? Have I done something wrong?" She asked, bringing me out of thought.

"Yes, you have. Actually, you have done multiple things wrong. You have annoyed the shit out of me, interrupted my thought, and gotten offended by every little thing I say to the point that it isn't even funny anymore. Any further questions, PFC Ral?" I said, harshly.

Her face froze in terror. "N-no sir!" She cried, looking like she was about to break down into sobs. Pathetic.

"I suggest that you grow a pair and stop getting your feelings hurt. If I wanted pussies in my squad, I'd get one better looking than you." I snarled.

"Yes sir!" She cried.

"Now shut the hell up." I said, turning my head to look back out of the window.

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Why was he being so mean to me? I know I'm a little emotional, but he should know that! I look like a soft little girl, who might be able to slay Titans like no ones business, but a young emotional girl none the less! Maybe I was being annoying. I just am nervous. I have never met anyone famous before. There was something about him having a cool, unfriendly personality that made him even more awesome, but not if it's at my expense!

One hour later at the new base

We finally arrived at the base. The Ral girl hadn't said anything since I scolded her but she was looking lively again, after entering the gate to our HQ. As hard of a time as I was giving her, she would soon learn that I acted this way to all of her squad mates when I first met them. It's like a ritual I preform to toughen them up.

As we entered the room, I looked over to see Petra smiling like a kid at Christmas. As we walked into the mess hall, Petra's face lit up at the sight that was before her. There was a large banner with the words "Welcome To Levi Squad Petra!" Written on it in various colors. I turned to her and handed her a bag. Her smile could lighten the mood of someone getting digested by a Titan, as she opened it. It was the signature cloak of the Recon Corps with the Wings Of Freedom sewn into the back. There was food spread across the table. As she looked over it, her new comrades made their way over to introduce themselves.

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First, there was a man with a funny looking haircut. As he walked up to me, he said, "The names Ouro Bozard. Try not to fall in love with me, sweetheart." He cupped my face as he said this. What a creep.

"N-nice to meet you, Ouro, I'm PFC Petra Ral." I choked out, already disgusted by him.

"PFC? You better respect your senior. I'm SPC Bozard." He said, proudly.

Someone came up and pushed him out of the way. "Nock it off, Ouro."

"She was entranced, Eld!" Ouro cried.

"Sorry about him. I'm SGT Eld Gin. I might outrank you but you don't need to worry about formalities. It's a pleasure." He said with a smile. He was about 5'10 with a blonde man bun. He was pretty hot.

"I-I'm Petra- I mean PFC Petra Ral. The pleasure is all mine." I said, this time stuttering because I was too busy looking at his pretty face.

Another guy came up and put an elbow on Eld's shoulder. "I'm SPC Gunther Shultz! Nice meetin' ya." He seemed like a pretty laid back country boy. He had a funny haircut though.

I smiled back at him. "It's nice meeting you. I look forward to working with you for the future."

"Why are ya talkin' all formal? We're friends, aren't we?" Gunther said cheerfully.

"Oi! Give her some space!" I heard a female voice. As they moved out of the way, I saw it came from a very beautiful female. She had silver hair, tied up in a bun. She was about 5'9 and was in fantastic shape. She looked tall, yet elegant. It was a wonder how someone could be so visually perfect. She had a light Russian accent and pretty grey eyes. Then I looked at her body and it was the gem of every mans eyes. She had a well toned butt and slim curves with long legs. She wasn't fat, but the only fat she did have was in her chest, butt, and thighs, making her extremely sexy. When I looked at her chest, I couldn't help but move my hands to my own, comparing. I couldn't believe that I was jealous of someone's body. Me! I always thought hat was so stupid but I guess with my maturing body and desires, I began to subconsciously want to attract men.

"Hello, dear." She said kindly to me. "I'm SSG Anastasia Vgovska. It's wonderful to finally get another lady in this group of dumbasses." She said with a laugh.

"Wow." Was all I could get out.

"Hmmm?" She said, expectantly.

"Nothing! I'm PFC Petra Ral. It'sa pleasure to be under your command Staff Sergeant Vgovska." I cried out, saluting.

She burst out in laughter. "Honey! Please! This isn't training! I'm not commander Shadis. Just call me Annie. Do you mind if I call you Petra, Private?"

"Of course, Serg- Annie! It would be my pleasure." I said, a smile on my face.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Petra."

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