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⚠︎︎Judge Jury and Executioner⚠︎

☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎(TW: murder/blood/minor character death)

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☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎
(TW: murder/blood/minor character death)

Eventually you pull yourself away. You know you can't be here for too much longer, so you stand up, take him in your arms and walk past Levi who's going through his own grief.

"I'll be going now." You say as you pass him. Levi only grunts him still kneeling down in front of a dead ackerman.

You steal a carriage that was brought with the group of you and you hitch it to your horse ignoring the bright green eyes of the boy in the carriage.

Those who let you in the gates, the strangers you passed, and a good portion of the survey corpse said nothing. When you unloaded and unhitched the carriage and let your horse loose, they said nothing, when you carried him in they said nothing, when you took him to the courtyard they said nothing, when you grabbed a sheet from your bed and swaddled him in it, your hands gentle as they finally slid his bright green eyes closed, and then covered his face, they said nothing, when you built the bonfire, they said nothing. And that night when you disappeared from your bed, they said nothing.

The next morning when you weren't at breakfast the former 104th cadet core were speaking of you amongst themselves. They all saw you carry in a boy then burn the body the night before, hell the ashes hadn't even been blown away yet. But they found out this morning due to Eren and Armin going to your room to grab you to find your room empty of you and your bed looking as if it hadn't been slept on.

"We all grieve in different ways," Armin suggest "He may just need some time for himself."

The rest of them agreed but Sasha ate a bit slower, Connie's gaze was stuck to where you should be sitting, Eren's foot was fidgeting, Jean was spacing out, Armin kept glancing at the doors, and Mikasa... well she seemed fine on the outside.

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When the fire had long since died you grab enzo's bones, them fractured and some only take a little rolling between your fingers before they're turned to dust. You turn the rest of the bones to dust before pouring them into a small flask. You then go to your room. Your gaze sweeps the room determining no one is in your room and that everything is as you left it. You open the drawer on your night stand and take pause as metal winks up at you in the moonlight. You swap the flask and knife. A dark thought crossing your mind.

You change, shaking off your uniform and changing into something for the environment your about to escape into.

***

You grimace as you land, a small curse leaving you as you realize how much cushion the long boots of your uniform gave you. You continue on walking off the uncomfortable feeling in your left foot. You keep your eyes forward and walk like you have a destination in mind. You take notice of the people nearby making sure there are no wandering hands and that as your hand wander into their pockets, their hands are not sliding into yours.

You ignore the sweet croon of the ladies in the brothel, pretty words and sweet perfume not seeming too promising to you.

You continue onwards until you get to your destination.

What you expected to see when you arrived to your destination was not this. You expected to see rubble burnt black and left to rot. You did not expect a building looking even better than what you left, and you certainly didn't expect military police outside of it.

"What the hell..." You murmur.

"Hey, you!" You meet eyes with an MP him angrily stomping over to you. "You dumb or something?" He shoves his finger into your chest "You can't be here. This is a military only zone!"

You stare blankly "Remove your finger," you grab his wrist and stare him in the eyes, a certain coldness to your stare that reads as a warning as you thrust his wrist away from you. "Or i'll remove it for you."

"Hah?" The mp recovers from his small moment of shock and he steps towards you so that he's all up in your face. "That a threat or a promise?"

"Both."

He roughly shoves you back "Prove it."

before he can even blink his hand is rolling off to the side.

And now he's fallen to the floor, cradling his new stump and babbling like a baby as he screams. you kick the MP over, staring down at the babbling man in distain. "Shut it," You apply pressure to his rib cage and now he's wheezing out cries. But it's too late and the door of your old house has swung open two MPs rushing out. "Look what you've done now." You tsk grabbing the man babbling about. You hold him up and slit his throat without thinking twice.

A gun is cocked and loaded, pointing at you, "This is commandant Burnes property, leave at once!" Your eye twitches, Of fucking course.

You take out the one with a gun first using their dead comrade as a shield before throwing the meat bag at the gunman. Stabbing him in the back before shooting him from behind. The blood spatter and the way the MP fell was enough to let you know he was dead. You focus on the other before finding he'd run into the house.

You calmly reload the gun before kicking down your door. The gun is quickly fired into the middle of one MPs eyes, the knife being thrown into the one who ran into the houses heart. You comb the house killing two more MPs before you go into your former bedroom.

You bust down that door hoping to find burnes instead it's just some random lady in the bed.

"Who are you?" She questions, eyes fixed on something behind you.

"I'm the judge jury and executioner." Is your answer a gun being fired and a thud sounding from behind you. You turn to see another random ass MP.

When you left it was after you'd sent a message. Two MPs with their throat slid laid outside the house and the mp from the bedroom with a hole in his chest.

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