Armin rubs my back for me while I throw up for the third time in ten minutes. He seems uncomfortable but tries to help me settle down.
The sight of Commander Zachary all burnt to a crisp and bloody made me lose whatever was left in my stomach. Hange also lost her composure for a moment but focused back on the roaring crowd.
"Yikes. You'd think your eyes would be used to seeing such gruesome scenes," Hange comments, speak of the devil. I'm dry heaving by now, exhausted from all the work my body did to make me vomit.
"Armin, Mikasa's looking for you," the commander tells him.
He stops rubbing my back and ventures out to find his friend. Meanwhile, Hange sits next to me.
I inhale large amounts of air until my lungs feel like they're about to pop.
"Aghh!" she exclaims, falling on her back and kicking her legs. "Being Commander is so difficult!"
"I never really took it for an easy one," I say.
"The people of this city won't listen. I don't understand how Erwin did it, so calm under pressure and was able to inspire others to march to their deaths. And I take his place but everything's already in chaos."
I pluck out a few daisies. "You're the definition of chaos, right?"
She chuckles.
"I think you're doing a good job."
"If only the people can have the same mindset about me like you do."
"People are always going to find the bad and protest about it. You need to show them a different plan that'll make their dumb crowds vanish into peaceful talk," I suggest.
Hange thinks long and hard about it.
"You're brilliant, (Y/n)!" She wraps her arms around me tightly then goes on her way to, probably, scheme up a plan. I watch her go. She's chanced after getting the title Commander, and I can tell it's not bettering any of us. She's a great commander but her once bubbly personality is now depressed and off.
We all miss the old her but none of us dare to take the position from her. So, for now at least, we have to be her small barriers to support and protect her.
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Humanities Outcast (Levi x Female Reader)
Romance(Y/n) comes from a generation of criminals. She doesn't need someone to pick her up when she falls. Or so she used to think before she met Captain Levi Ackerman.
