Sacrifice and Salvation

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"AH!" Mikasa yelped out as Jean shook her violently, hitting her body against the cold concrete floor. He straddled her as she struggled beneath him, clawing at his face. The chains that once restrained her no longer there, instead she was trapped beneath the man with vile intentions, all in all- if given the choice- she preferred the cold, heavy chains.

In the corner, despair ran through Eren's veins and rage went surging through his body as he watched Jeans face twist into a satisfied expression. Satisfied at his dominance, satisfied with her desperation, satisfied with Eren's helplessness. The disheveled brunette watched in horror as Jean ruthlessly violated her in unspeakable ways, each moment escalating to a drastic new action. As the disgusting spectacle continued, Eren soon found himself unable to watch, he turned his head away and found a terrified Historia, her body quivering as she heard Mikasa's pleading voice beg Jean to stop. "Historia," Eren called in a low whisper, "come here!"

"Eren I'm so sorry, I didn't know he was going to do..." Historia was clearly upset, the entire experience brought back old and painful memories...ones she had hoped to forget but inevitably couldn't.

"Historia, I believe you but you know you can stop this. Please just let me go," Eren softened his expression, realizing that she was genuine.

"Eren, all I wanted was for you to love me...." She whispered as she pressed her face into her hands, tears streaming out and her quiet sobs muffled by her palms, "I never thought Jean could be capable of-of this..."

"If you love me, won't you let me go?" Historia looked at him, her eyes gleaming yet perplexed as if she had never understood the true concept of love and suddenly after being in the dark for so long, the feeling of enlightment felt like a whole new liberation. She nodded slowly, unlocking the chains from his body. "Thank you Historia... And for what it's worth, I liked you too."

Historia smiled in response, she felt her body flutter with joy. The words she had longed to hear, though bittersweet, were enough to make her heart skip.

Eren got up slowly, making sure that the chains made virtually no sound. He looked over at his captive girlfriend, the fear in her eyes hit him like a bullet. The way she screamed as she could feel Jean inching closer to his goal brought tears to his eyes, stinging burning tears that could not contain themselves any longer. He felt all the rage and hurt pulsing through his body as finally it peaked into one final single strike. With a violent roar and a thunderous step, Jean finally fell.

"Eren!!!" Mikasa sobbed, grateful that her suffering was over. She clinged onto him as he pushed the dazed Jean off of her.

"Are you okay?" He whispered softly as he cradled her, his breath on her neck like the wistful summer breeze, warm and calming. They stayed there, enjoying each other's warmth and company. It was as if they were the only ones in existence, as if time slowed and the outside world and all it's problems has vanished. It was perfect...until the harsh reality that they weren't alone hit them.

"You piece of shit...that-that was clever, you really caught me off guard there Eren" The couple raised themselves slowly, wary of the gun aimed towards them, the brunette shielding his girlfriend nervously, to their despair, the ordeal wasn't over just yet.

"Jean let them go!" Historia pleaded, but Jean fumed with anger and within seconds, he was aiming the gun at her.

"Bitch, this wouldn't have happened if you had just done your job!" The frightened blonde whimpered, tears blurring her vision as she waited for the worst to come.

"Jean, you still can walk aw-"

"SHUT UP! I might be able to walk away... But you three won't. I hope you burn in HELL!!!" Jean yelled out as he felt his finger slowly press the trigger.

"BAM!, BAM!"  the sound of gunshots echoed in the room and the smell of gunpowder sat heavy in the air. The flash of light left everyone dazed for a few seconds, unable to determine the victims.

"two gunshots...two bullets...who...got hit?"

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