𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐆 ᵃ ᵃʳˡᵉʳᵗ

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  *ೃ༄THE COLOSSAL TITAN SLAMMED ONTO THE GROUND. Eren's titan was crushed on the floor; Reiner bit his nape, taking Eren into his custody along with Ymir. Every solider was at the floor due the impact.

  Armin was sat down on the wall, completely zooned out, while almost all the soldiers who were on the wall or near the titans were injured or fainted.

Hannes looked at all the people and the damages done. "What a mess, only the ones lucky enough to be on the wall like us are unscathed. Everyone on the ground got burned by the steam, they're all temporarily out of commission. How's Mikasa?" Hannes asked.

Armin looked at Mikasa "Her words aren't too bad, so i think she just has a concussion."

"I see... what about Aurora?"

"Umm.. she has a bad burn on her leg, she tried to fight Bertolt alone but it didn't work since the 3D manoeuvre gear wasn't working on him. I think she has a broken arm tho... i'm not sure." Armin stated

"Oh.." Hannes looked at Aurora who had bandages all over her and a tree stick supporting her arm. "Armin..you haven't eaten, have you? I'll get you something." Hannes told Armin who shook his head. Hannes patted Armins head then left for food.

I open my eyes into darkness so thick it seeps into my vision, until I can't tell the difference between closing my eyes and opening them. I call out. My voice echoes back in the damp space. I'm on my back. My heartbeat thuds against my ear drums. For a long time, all I can do is listen to my own lungs gasping in the stale air.
My limbs ache as I pull myself to my feet. As I do, my foot connects with something solid. There is a clatter, like metal on rock. My hands fumble in the dark to find its source. My fingertips brush something cold which would've been the pavement.

The only thing i remember is that he left to join the Survey Corps, so i was all alone in the streets now. Uncle left without a saying aswell. I understood why they both left me, it's my fault that mother died. If i wasn't born then she'd be still alive and talking care of my... of him.
I was 6 now meaning he'd probably be 16 or 17, his birthday is today. I've checked my pockets and saw a match pack. I took the stick and dragged it across the textured pack.

'It worked!' i smiled. i stole this pack off someone today, but it was wet so i thought it wouldn't work. 'i'm so hap-' who am i fooling? i'm not happy; i don't deserve happiness. i took away my own families happiness so who am i to deserve it?

I'm a thug who beats people for some bread once God knows how many weeks, but who and where is this God people keep praising? Why can't he erase these damned titans off the face of earth and give us freedom? I don't get why people keep giving him prayers and sacrifices when he doesn't nothing in return.

The air feels heavy, my lungs feel crushed by the weight of the disgusting air in these streets. I remember something my uncle once told me, "Everyone had to be drunk on somethin' to keep pushing on ... Everyone is A Slave To Somethin'." He was a thug too, he kills people for a living. He'd called the tunnels an underground city, its own starry world of passages and peoples dug out of granite.

I crouch down. There is barely enough hotness to the match and it started winding. Everything is rotted, almost spongy with mildew, the underground cluttered with debris and permeated with the musty smell of a long-abandoned house. No ones here.

I become unconscious and my vision gets more blurry by second. My limbs feel as brittle as the support beams, my stomach hollow. Acid rises in my throat. I take a final look at the match who fell onto the ground.

"Fuck..." Aurora woke up, trying to control her breath. She stood up, seeing herself covered in bandages. Aurora groaned as soon as the pain in her leg and arm travelled all around her body. She couldn't move her arm at all, it was like something cracked in there and her leg was burning.
Mikasa and Armin were already woken up, while there were almost all the people who 'fought' the titans unconscious and injured.

"Aurora? Are you okay? Please sit back, you're injured." Armin went near Aurora. Aurora just stared at Armin for some good minutes. 'Your eyes are beautiful.' she thought.

"Yes. I'm feeling fine." Aurora spoke. She wasn't and Armin knew. "Please sit down, you're gonna hurt yourself even more." Armin said, trying to avoid eye contact with her. His stomach grumbled, but not loud enough for others to hear, that's what he thought.

"Go eat." Aurora said before getting up and trying to walk in both her legs, more like limping in her better leg . Her arm hurt every each second and step she took until she fell.

Armin went up to her and tried to take her up but Hannes was quicker. He gave Armin 3 breads and some small pieces of meat, then carried Aurora back to where she was.
"You have a broken arm, it's better not to move until you feel better. I bought you food." Hannes lied her down and changed her leg and arm bandages.

The burnt looked bad, really bad. She held onto the ground, trying not to make any noise. Armin, Mikasa and Hannes were talking about some memories of them and Eren.

Aurora got a feeling unknown to her. It was something like... jealousy. She never experienced what a friend was and the fact that Armin, Mikasa and Eren are like a family seemed such a beautiful thought to her.

She wanted to feel and know what it is to have a family.

this isn't the best, i'm sorry for that but i wanna go to the next season more faster since there's gon be more of Auroras past and  yeahh🙏🏼🙏🏼 hope you liked it🎀