Jeans POV
ugh it's earlier then they usually wake us up, why am I the only one being called to Erwin's office, at the very least eren should be coming to, I wasn't even the one to start the fight. I mumble slurs here and there about that little asshat and before I know it I'm already at the door to his office. I raise my hand to knock on the door "come in" Erwin's booming voice startles me, I didn't even touch the door what the hell. "Hello mr kirschtein, you are probably wondering why you are here, but alas I can not ease your mind as I have not been told myself" he seems to be trying to be as proper as he can "your former instructor, commander Keith Shadis, wants you to visit the training grounds immediately, you are to depart in one hour. Take enough supplies for a two day trip, go get ready, and try not to wake the others" he says before I can speak a word. I leave his office more puzzled then I was before, what does Shadis want with me now. It's been months since we last spoke. I don't want to go back there, to many memorys. I shake my head stopping the images of marco trying to claw their way in and pack my food rations for today and tomorrow, saddle up my horse and ride off before the sun has a chance to rise.
Marcos POV
I am woken by the sound of a bugle, ah yes 5 am I remember the bugle that woke me up every morning for three years. I smile this shrill noise bring back so many memory's, Connie's stupid jokes, Erin's passionate speeches, the hopes and dreams Jean and I shared under this very roof. "Ugh make it stop" frida pouts lazily pulling her thin pillow over her ears. I sit a moment longer before I remember jean, "Jean's coming today, Frida I get to see Jean" I say practically jumping from my bed, oh he's in the interior now, the big bad military police that's right, it will take him atleast a day to get here, that is if they've even told him yet." I think aloud. "Get dressed" I say pulling Frida's blankets off "We have a long day ahead of us". After a good 20 minutes and some persuasion Frida finally got up and ready. "Let's go get some food, we haven't eaten since yesterday morning" I say trying to stuff the tired and grumpy Hugo into my bag again. Walking down these corridors and seeing the faces of tomorrow's military brings a certain sadness to me, they have no idea of the horrors outside these walls, I push the thought of Titans from my mind and think about the good to happen later today.
Jeans POV
Even when I arrive at the training facility none of my questions are answered, I'm only told I have a visitor I'll be seeing later and for now to go eat in the canteen. Who is it, why do they want to see me of all people, I think walking along a corridor kicking rubble as I go. A high pitched child's voice catches my attention, looking up I see a small girl, that's odd why is there a child here. I look to the trainee she's holding hands with and have to stop my self from running over. It can't be "he-he's dead" I whisper to myself, that can't be him, this kid only looks like my Marco. I saw his dead body I watched them burn him, I watched as his body become unidentifiable from the rest of lost souls. Get yourself together man I think mentally kicking myself once I notice the flood of tears rolling down my cheeks. I look down and continue my trek to the canteen
Marcos POV
I grab us some food before we sit at one of the many splintered wood tables, I feel dizzy, poking at the potato on my plate. "Marcy, are you okay" Frida asks clearly concerned, I look up assuring her I'm fine. Something behind her catches my eye, in line a Carmel haired man stands poking the pot of potatoes trying to find the biggest one before being ran off my the other trainees. The way he cursed at the others before walking away I knew it, it had to be him, Jean.((>*reads over shitty writing*
>*crys*
But hey I try right?"))
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Marco- a titan shifter
Fiksi Penggemar((Just a story to help cope with my freckled Jesus's death)) oh and it's gonna be a jeanxmarco because jeanxmarco gives me happiness