"Rise, Starchild" - An Attack on Titan X Male Reader Fan Fiction

Reclamation

March 5th, 850

Trost District, Wall Rose, Paradis

3RD POV

The storm clouds in the sky begin to clear as the sun shines above the large group of soldiers. Beaten and broken the soldiers had been gathered rather forcefully by their captains as the Garrison Staff officers worked with Armin to organize a plan to save the city of Trost. Their pained faces and tired eyes had looked towards the wall that led to Trost. There was a fast-growing sentiment among a large group of soldiers who didn't wish to return to the city, deeming it a lost cause.

Throughout the crowd, murmurs of their discontent with the Garrison leadership began to arise. Words of rebellion and desertion began to spread like wildfire through the minds of many. Even those among the Garrison regiment began to spread talks of a mass desertion.

Captain Kitz Woermann was one of the people who attempted to put a stop to it. Drawing his blades on any soldier who even whispered the ideas.

"How dare you make a mockery of mankind and order! I'll have you know I have the authority to execute you on the spot!" The man yelled to the soldiers. However, his threats fell flat as the soldiers much rather take death from a blade than be eaten alive by a titan.

"Fine by me! That would be a hundred times better than getting devoured by a titan!" Daz yelled at the fearful captain. His words seemed to further spread the ideas of revolt against the Garrison command.

Marco, knowing better, attempted to stop Daz before he caused more problems.

"Stop, Daz!" He yelled, trying to get his fellow cadet under control. But Daz was not having it. He had given up.

"Get off! Don't touch me!" He growled at Marco causing him to let go. "I'm not going back there!" He continued to yell. He was, however, unaware of the taller male with shining eyes behind him, ready to beat him senseless.

"Hey... Daz." A dark voice came from behind him, bringing Daz's attention to the male. He turned and saw the glittering (E/C) eyes of (Y/N) standing behind him. However, instead of the beauty like most saw, they instilled fear in their threatening look.

"(Y-(Y/N)... I-I'm sorry. I just... I can't go back in there man. Please! I only barely survived because you protected me!" He cried, his voice shaking in fear of what (Y/N) would do to him.

Most of the cadets knew that (Y/N) was extremely capable in all areas of being a soldier, and with him not being in the top ten of their class. Most knew that something was up. Daz was one who firmly believed (Y/N) could beat out most of the top ten.

"Daz... one more word of desertion and I will make it so you won't be able to fight again..." the male responded, he continued to eye Daz maliciously.

In (Y/N)'s mind, only one thing came up. If there was a mass desertion, the only people left would die fighting. That included Ymir and Krista who both told him they would stay if he did.

Daz panicked but stayed silent and faced forward, his fear of the titans was great but his fear of (Y/N) was greater. Daz's cowardice had gotten the 104th Cadets in more trouble than even Eren and Jeans fighting.

(Y/N) was suddenly elbowed on either side by the girls next to him. An audible oof escaped his lips as he grabbed his stomach. Looking up he saw a glare from Krista. Ymir gave (Y/N) a shrug.

"I was only following her lead. Besides you deserve it sometimes." Ymir laughed as Krista then glared at Ymir, promptly shutting her up.

"(Y/N)... there was no need to threaten him. We're all scared." Krista said to (Y/N), an ominous tone in her voice. He shivered at it. While Krista was always seen as incredibly nice and as gentle as a flower, both (Y/N) and Ymir knew better than to anger her.