Ｗｅ Ｌｕｃｋｙ Ｆｅｗ [Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin X Male Reader]

Part Four: The 104th Cadet Corps

Page 123: Year 847

Today's the day, we've finally enrolled into the Cadet Corps and we begin our lives as soldiers. I got split off from the rest, when we were assigned into different carriages taking us too training camp; but we'll more than likely see each other during initiation. These uniforms, they're what you would call 'tight'. Between the the leather straps and the pants that leave no room for breathing downstairs, it'll be hard too adjust too. Jackets are cool though. We have three years too become soldiers, three years of rigorous training and unwavering determination. Even now, looking around at these other recruits, they're having serious reservations about joining boot camp; you'd be surprised at how many people would rather plow the wasteland the rest of their lives. Not for me too judge though, I guess.

Note: Running out of pages, I'll have too find a means of getting larger journal sometime during our time here.

"Writing up your will, hey?" A snarky voice questions in front of you.

On the opposite side of the carriage from you, sit's a guy around your age. Light ash-brown hair, styled in a undercut; Suited well with a pair of intense, hazel-gold eyes. His smirk grows a bit wider as you tuck your pen into your journal, placing it into your jacket pocket. Your eyes met his. Yeah, you wasn't going too like this guy too much. A posh little city slicker, hoping to get a ticket with the fat cats.

"Want me to add yours, whilst I'm at it...?" You silently asked, leaning back comfortably on the seat and looking for a reaction.

"That a threat, bastard?" By this time, the rest of the carriage occupants were looking at you both, anticipating a fight.

"The last thing I'd ever do if I was planning to harm you, Is too warn you advance, you dumb fuck..."

Over the years, you had grown increasingly more violent. It became a second nature. You still showed people respect, but only if they showed it back.

Narrowing his eyes, this mystery prick got ready too say something, but the carriage suddenly halted and you were quickly ordered off; presumably by your new instructors. Getting off the carriage, you were met with the training grounds. You saw countless other recruits falling into line, each facing forward. Assigned into the fourth row, you managed too see Eren, Mikasa and Armin in the rows above you. It put you at ease, knowing they're safe.

"Oi kid! Who the hell are you?!" Yelled out a grizzly voice.

From where you was standing, you saw a bald man, much taller than the recruits around him. From what you gathered, this was Keith Shadis. 12th Commander of the Survey Corps. Guess he's shaping greenhorns into soldiers now.

"I'm Armin Arlert from Shiganshina, sir!" Armin screamed, trying his best not too look phased by the intimidating presence of Shadis.

"That so? A name quite fit for a retard! Your parents name you that?" Instructor Shadis demanded, glaring straight through Armin's soul.

"It was my grandfathers, sir!"

"Arlert, why are you here?" Instructor Shadis bent down, getting straight into Armin's face.

"To contribute to humanity's victory, sir!" Armin determinedly shouts. You was impressed by you friend's resolve.

"How very admirable. You should make first-rate Titan feed! Third squad! About face!"

Instructor Shadis grabbed Armin, by the top of his head and spun him around like the rest of his row. You could see, from a distant, other instructors talking too each other. Probably going down the list of new cadets. Shadis grilled a few recruits on your row before stopping in front of you.