𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃; jean k.

chapter 3.

in our fresh and clean cadet uniforms, all the new recruits including myself line up in the middle of god knows where. the weather is hot and dry and the ground is made of a compound of dirt and sand. there's not a single plant in sight.

"straighten those spines piss-heads, the 104th cadet corps boot camp starts now!" a deep raspy voice yells, "allow me to introduce myself, i'm commandant keith shardis and you will grow to hate me! i have no intention of giving you a warm welcome. right now, you're all nothing but livestock to feed to the titans! i'm going to spend the next three years training all you worthless scum. i'll drill into you how to kill those titans". the man in front of us has tan skin and visible wrinkles on his forehead, most likely from age.

i knew training wouldn't be easy but god, this is intense.

"hey, mop-top!" shardis yells as he begins to meet every recruit, "what do they call you, maggot!".

"sir! armin arlert, from shiganshina, sir!" the boy in front of him says as he salutes the commandant. he has long-ish blonde hair that reaches to below his chin and large blue eyes like he did when he was younger, but he's grown a bit since then and stands at around 5'6.

"cadet arlert! why is a runt like you here?" the commandant asks as he bends down to get in armins face.

"to help humanity overcome the titans!"

"that is delightful to hear! you're going to be a great light snack for them" shadis responds before moving onto the next cadets in the row.

"sir! mina carolina from karaness!" a small girl with pigtails says as she salutes.

"is a pathetic worm like you the best karaness has to offer?" he asks as he yells in her face.

"sir! i'm afraid that is the case, sir!" she responds. the commandant continues down the row, occasionally skipping a few cadets.

"jean kirstein, sir! from the trost district!" a male voice yells. when i look over at him, the boy is tall, almost taller than shadis, with light brown hair.

"and why are you here cadet?" shadis asks.

"to join the military police, sir. the best of the best" jean responds calmly.

"that's nice, want to live in the interior do ya?"

"yes" jean responds before shadis collides their heads, causing the boy to fall to his knees.

"no one told you to sit recruit!" the commandant yells before moving onto the next, "what the hell is wrong with your face, you smiling idiot!".

"marco bodt at your service, sir, from jinae" the freckled boy says. i recognize his village, it's in the southern area of wall rose. after marco, the commandant goes to connie springer, who he picks up with both hands by the sides of his shaved head. before he continues to yell at him, he looks to my right and drops connie.

"hey, you there. what do you think you're doing?" he says as he walks over to a brunette girl with a ponytail standing next to me. i look over and see that she's eating a whole potato. she looks at me nervously before looking back at the commandant and takes another bite, "you're officially on my shit list, just who the hell are you?" he yells.

"sasha braus from dauper village, reporting for duty, sir!" she says as she salutes shadis with the potato still clutched in her hand.

"and what is that in your right hand?" he asks.

"a steamed potato! it sat there in the mess hall begging to be eaten, sir!".

"the theft i understand, but here? why eat it here of all places?".