Written In Blood

Part Five

The Mission Part 2...

Mikasa charged at the titan. Stabbing it's leg. Blood rushed out. Spilling on the grassy ground. "Armin! Aim for the shoulder!" Mikasa yelled. Armin had already used up much of his gas, but he still tried his best. Four ropes smashed into the Titans back. Blood splattered the ground. "Good shot!" Eren yelled. Armin didn't make it to the Titans shoulder. Only its back got hit. Armin ran out of gas. He fell, crashing into a tree. "HISTORITA! HELP ARMIN!" Jean screemed. Historia dashed quicker then she ever did before. "Jean... Try for t-the neck." Mikasa stammered. "Okay." Jean promised not to let anyone get hurt. If someone was to do this, it had to be him. Mikasa felt a tear fall from her eye. She didn't care, she let the tears fall. A gaping pain, a heartbreak, it was written in blood, Jean was to die. Jean clawed his ropes into the Titans collarbone. Sending him flying onto its shoulder. The Titan ran. swatting at Jean. SLAM! Jean fell of. His ropes still dangling on the Titans back. Jean started bleeding from his nose. Through gritted teeth, Jean said "I love you Mikasa." He knew he might die, but he didn't care, for Mikasa he would do anything. Jean started to climb up the ropes attached to the titan. He swung out his katana. Jabbing it into the Titans back every time he was about to fall. Soon, he made it up to the Titans head, slammed his katana into the back of its neck and won the battle.

Falling? Falling. Jean was falling. The distance was to high up for him to survive. He felt his stomach flutter just like it did whenever Mikasa was around. He was now a true hero. SLAM! His body fell to the ground. A strong enough impact to kill a man. Mikasa cried. Every tear, a stabbing pain. Eren stayed put. Armin was knocked out, Historia closed her eyes in mourning. Ymir and Marco bowed their heads down. The hero of the Mission Rose Junction.