The Empire of Titans

Training Corps

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"What is your name, cadet?" Shadis shouted right in front of poor Armin, who seemed to shrink a bit from the loud voice.

Saluting with a shaky hand. "I'm Armin Arlert, from Shinganshina district," he introduced himself with a strong tone, as much as he could muster. His eyes finally met the eyes of his instructor, who didn't look impressed.

"Well, that's a Stupid name, did your idiotic parents give you that name?" He asked, leaning a bit closer; it didn't help that his figure was much taller than Armin, who paled slightly, especially his eyes with dark circles did an excellent job of scaring him.

"N-No, my grandparents did," Armin blurted out somehow, still saluting to the man who took a step backward.

"Why are you here for Cadet?" Shadis asked with an intimate tone, his face leaning closer, his eyes scaring Armin even more.

The blonde felt weak from his gaze, but he remembered all the training he had with Eren and Mikasa.

"To become a soldier and help humanity, Sir," Armin shouted with conviction, his eyes ablaze, looking at the instructor, not allowing himself to be intimidated. Shadis narrowed his eyes, a ghost of a smile on his face.

"That's wonderful, cadet, but I will be the one to decide if you will help the humanity or become Titan Food. Row three turn around," he shouted with authority.

Shadis then turned to the boy behind Armin. "Who are you, you worm?" He shouted again, seeing how he would react.

"Sir, I'm Thomas Wagner, from the district of Trost," he said in such a low tone that some wondered if The Instructor even heard him.

"Speak Louder, Maggot," Keith shouted, his face leaning closer.

"I'm Thomas Wagner-" "Fifty Push Ups, maybe that will teach you to speak Louder," He ordered with a gaze that made the poor blonde shrink in his place; Thomas wasted no time to start doing push-ups a bit further away but not too far since Shadis wanted to see if he could actually do it.

"Who's Next?" Shadis asked, looking at the next person who saluted, long dark hair tied into two ponytails.

"I'm Mina Carolina, from the Trost District, Sir," she said with a tone Armin thought was cute.

"You're wrong," Shadis snapped at her, his eyes making her pale slightly.

"You're pigs; you were born and raised in the pigsty," he shouted at the girl, who closed her eyes, hoping that would help ease her fear of the intimating Instructor.

"Yes, I'm worse than pigs," she shouted, nervousness seeping into her voice.

"Wrong, you're descended of pigs; now Row four, Turn Around," he ordered, his voice alone making many have second thoughts.

The instructor walked around, ignoring some who had the look on their faces, a look he had seen only at people who had seen true horror, the horror that the Titans bring.

His eyes briefly glanced at Clara's son, his eyes full of determination, with hatred and anger buried deep inside, waiting to blow up. Just as I thought, he's here, Shadis thought briefly.