𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒇 | A Yeager Story

[06] Battle for Trost part 2

Sorry in advance for the short chapter T_T

Mina's POV

Fighting off the Titans in the rearguard isn't exactly as stressful compared to the people that are stationed in the vanguard and middle. The only thing that was stressful around here was the people trying to evacuate and how selfish they were.

I rolled my eyes in disgust after noticing a certain merchant trying to buy his way to move forward in line. For this type of scenario, I would rather risk my life facing off a titan than listen to them ramble on about how important they are to society.

As I spot one titan on my left and two on my right, I decide to pick the road where I can let off some steam.

"I'll go that way."

After saying those words to a Garrison soldier, I immediately dashed to my right as I maneuvered my body into position. With one swift move, I instantly passed in between them, cutting their napes off during the process.

Tumbling over to a nearby roof, I prioritized swinging my blades to take some blood off of it.

These inhumane actions that I constantly do while riding the ODM gear don't exactly coincide with Mina Carolina's ability. I can only conclude that Ymir must have done something for me to use this body as if 'I' own it.

So, this is what it means to become the daughter of an Ackerman and a Yeager.

It took me a few more minutes to finally clear the area where I was stationed before deciding to proceed to where Mikasa was placed. At least doing so will help keep me sane after realizing that by this time, Thomas must have been eaten by an Abnormal already.

With his upper body trembling in fear as his eyes plead to team 34 to help him, there was nothing we could do in the past world but to witness him being killed. Here in world three, it may be different for me since I have been placed in the rearguard, but the guilt that was eating me away has never left. It only gnawed at me, bit by bit, forcing me to fall even deeper into the land of sorrow and depression.

As I continued to make my way toward the middle part of the rearguard, different scenarios began to play in my head as I unconsciously remembered every detail that World Two had shown me. With my father dashing forward because of rage and with the other team members following suit, one by one, they began to fall.

Eren was blinded and wanted to avenge his teammate but didn't notice the incoming threat below him. I can still remember how I felt after seeing his leg being eaten as his body lunges forward to tumble on the roof of the house. I felt rage, anxiety, worry, and pain. If I were the one experiencing it, I wouldn't have minded it, but seeing the younger version of my father experiencing that was different.

So, back in the second world, I stopped. It was later that I realized that by doing so, I had prevented 'Mina Carolina's death. I went back and desperately killed that titan, forcing it to wish never to have touched Eren in the first place. However, after I was done torturing it, the most grueling sight came.

There, I saw my father being eaten by a titan, with Armin stretching his arm toward it while screaming in pain.

"Mina?" Mikasa's voice eventually shifted my vision as I noticed that I had successfully made it to her station. "What are you doing here?"

I cleared my throat and pushed my memories further into my head. "I cleared my side and thought you might need help." It was then that I noticed a dead titan on the ground. "Or maybe not."

"Thanks, miss!" A young girl who was smaller than us by a few inches spoke, her lips curving into a smile.

"We're saved thanks to you." Added the older woman, who was probably the mother of the child. "Thank you so much."