W, for world war 3. A MargyxLevi Story. An AOT Fanfic.

Chapter Twenty

Margy was on the jeep looked at the sky.

'Was this decision worth it?' She thought. The driver noticed her silence. He glanced at her.

"You doing okay?" He asked. Margy nodded.

"It's always tough when you get moved, it's a new place... It's normal to feel like it was the wrong decision." The man said. He had black cropped hair and sunglasses. Margy looked at him in curiosity.

"You were moved?" She asked. The man laughed.

"Of course! Admiral, or now that you're promoted should I call you Lieutenant?" He smirked. Margy laughed.

"You've made quite some improvement, for someone your age. I bet by that time you're 25 you'll be general." He said. Margy laughed.

"I don't think I'm that strong... " She grinned, with a blush from the compliments.

Margy looked out the window from the plane she was on.

"So where is this new place?" Margy asked.

"New Brunswick." The pilot replied. Margy gaped like a fish.

"That's very far away!" She screamed. The pilot chuckled.

"Of course, Lieutenant." He grinned. "Once you get there, you'll train 7 new privates in a group. You remember those days don't you?" He asked. Margy laughed.

"Yes, but hopefully, it won't turn out the same way as mine." Margy said. The pilot glanced at her.

"If you don't mind me saying, ma'am. What happened?" He asked. "I mean, the general was your mentor... What could have possibly gone wrong?" He asked. Margy looked down.

"I don't know myself." Margy admitted. "I guess... We just never thought of the possibility that the chinese knew of our plan." Margy said. The pilot nodded.

"So... Ambush?" He asked. Margy nodded.

"Yeah... Innocent soldiers died that day, and I was taken hostage-"

"So you're that soldier that the general risked so much to get back!?" The pilot said. Margy was shocked, that he knew of the story.

"Y-yeah. But... How do you know?" She asked. The pilot laughed.

"Everyone knows, it changed their opinion on the general, more compassionate." The pilot said. Margy looked forward.

"I suppose you're right.."

Five hours.

Five hours, Margy was stuck in that plane. She stretched her legs and sighed.

"Wow. I'm sore." She muttered.

"Come with me, Lieutenant." The pilot said. Margy nodded and followed the pilot. They came up on a camp site, the pilot led her to the training section of the camp.

seven teenagers where there. Margy smiled at them.

Such naivety.

Margy walked up to them. She smiled at them.

"Hi, I'll be your mentor. I'm Margy Giron. You?" She greeted. A girl with blonde short hair and hazel eyes grinned.

"I'm Sara!" She introduced. She looked over to two boys.They both had black hair and blue eyes, they had serious faces.

"The two serious ones over there, are Kyle and Francis." Sara looked over to a girl with brown hair and gold eyes.

"Nasaki... She's very shy." Sara then pointed to a boy with orange hair, and purple eyes.

"Kyo and his two sisters, Mayi and Layla." Sara said. Margy nodded.

"Nice to meet you all. Why don't we get started?"