Blue and White - Levi Fanfiction

Ch. 35 - Lives Stolen Away

There was a deadly fire in Levi's eyes, one that I didn't see often. And if I wasn't mistaken, the last time I had seen that same look in his eyes was when Isabel and Farlan died and in turn, when he thought I had died. That'd been such an awful day, a scary day, and if I felt that way, then I could only imagine how he had felt. For him to suddenly come back and see not just two members of his family had died, but the woman he loved as well...

I was so sure I was going to die on that day. It seemed everyone was; I could so distinctly remember the look in Erwin's eyes when he had seen me stand up, my wounds severe and still bleeding at the time, all to protect Levi's honor or come to his aid. He'd looked at me as though I was a ghost, and perhaps to him, I seemed like one.

I digress. That wasn't the point of what I was trying to get at.

All of that aside, needless to say, the fear and adrenaline of that particular day sparked a fire within him that I hadn't seen before in anyone, let alone him. It'd been a terrifying sort of power, with his heightened reflexes reaching levels more akin to lightning than anything else, further propelling him further than even the best soldiers we'd met.

In the moment, it'd been incredible to see, but uniquely horrible in its own way, for who could handle such power and speed and reflexes as that? But... he had. Not only could he handle it, but he was able to bend it to his will, use it to his advantage. To be present for such a feat had been, in a sense, liberating, because how could I see someone do that and not be inspired to work harder so as to achieve it myself?

Still, I had forgotten exactly how it felt to be around him while it happened, since it had been so long. But now, as I could all but see the power surging through his veins, I figured I would have a chance very soon to relive it.

Internally, I was grateful for this chance.

She had this coming to her.

After all she had done today, all of the good men and women she killed... They were people first, then soldiers. Sure, our numbers had thinned a great deal today. But more importantly than that, families have been broken up today. So many families were left without sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, cousins, and even husbands and wives - unknowingly, at least until we stepped back through the gate and revealed how few of us had returned.

Alongside all of that, I had lost a great deal of friends today, comrades who I had hoped to one day retire my wings with. If Levi was the White Wing, and I was the Blue Wing... our comrades made the feathers, those that enabled us to fly. Even if we were the symbols themselves, the great muscles that enabled the wings to move, to flap... our comrades were what assisted us, aided us, helped us stay aloft and helped us to soar.

I wanted to watch, at Levi's side, as the members of our squad rose in the ranks once we released them from the squad with recommendations to be lieutenants, squad leaders, captains of their own. I was prepared to step back and watch as they led subordinates of their own. I didn't doubt their ability to lead the entire regiment, either. I'd have gladly continued leading them into battle, and I'd have gladly followed them into battle. One day, any of them could have been a fine commander.

... But now they'd never get the chance.

Yet another family had been stolen from me today, and from Levi. How many more would we lose before we could turn in our uniform and settle in for the rest of our lives? It was foolish of me, I knew it was, but I had believed a few of us to be invincible from the world and its terrors. Levi and I had lived through enough so far, hadn't we?

Surely it was enough? Surely the world wasn't so cruel as to keep stealing people away from us? Surely the goddesses with all their supposed grace saw what Levi and I had gone through and decided that enough was enough? Surely we would lose no one else?