Zuri: Attack On Titan

The Trial

( We will now transfer back to Zuri's point of view.)

I wake on the bed again, though not restrained. I sit up for a moment, recapping what I had seen before I had gone unconscious. It came rushing back. I had become a vicious, human-eating monster, followed by yelling at Armin.

*Oh God,* I think, horrified. *Armin must be scared of me and angry at me!* I bury my face in my hands to stifle the tears that are threatening to appear. I choke them down, dropping my hands from my face. *Gotta stay strong.* I think. *I won't let this.. Titan thing.. Get the best of me.* I look round the room, and realize it is not the same bed or the same room at all. The bed is the same, soft texture, but the walls are not a stone grey, with no floorboards. The room is of cream colored walls and a nice carpet floor, and the window shines light in, dancing along the soft carpet flooring. *Alright,* I think. *This isn't my house or a dungeon. What is going on?*

As if in answer to my thought question, a man dressed in white enters the room, looking down at a check board. He looks up, sees me awake, and stumbles backward. "She's up!" He yells out the door. A couple ladies dressed in white instantly rush in, followed by two Military Police officers.

The Military Police officers cuff me, and I look up at them, wanting a explanation for the rough treatment. "Your going to be kept in the dungeon until your trail," The taller of the duo says, with long black hair going to in straight strands to his shoulders. "This is standard treatment for a creature like you."

* Creature..* I think, numb to the fact that they pull me from the bed and begin to transport me down the hallway. *He just called me something that isn't human..* My outrage isn't measurable. I know what happened, I know Armin wouldn't lie to me unless need be. But how DARE he call me that? I stumble as we start going down the stairs, and both the guards grunt with the effort of going forwards and catching me. I regain my footing and jolt my arms away from them, in the process slapping the one who called me 'creature' in the face.

"Hey!" He yells, his rifle clinging to his back loosely, letting out light shifting sounds. "Serves you right." I say, resuming my calm spot in the middle. "I'm not really taking a liking to the nickname creature." The other guard that had stayed silent stifles a laugh, and the tall guard flushes to a nice shade of pink. Even for a girl with no fighting skills and no weapon, I feel superior against this man.

We reach the end of the stairs to the dungeon, the cuffs on my hands jingling with my every movement. I let out a loud dramatic sigh, and again, the shorter guard stifles a laugh. I take a closer look at him. He looks older, his face lightly wrinkled. His hair is slightly balded on the top of his head, and the remaining hair is a light brown color with grey stands here and there.

I'm so lost in thought that I don't hear the heavy door to a cell open. I come to when they push me into it. "Now don't try anything funny. We will gladly blow your head off." Says the taller guard, giving me a mischievous, evil smile. The older guard shakes his head, and follows his comrade down the hall. Another two guards come to the cell front and lock the door to the cell with a loud, dramatic click that echoes through the dungeon. They flank the iron bars that let me see beyond my little drafty space.

My first visitor appears in the first 10 minutes I'm in the cell.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get you out of here." says Armin as he approaches the cell bars. Even in the dim torchlit room, I can see his eyes, sparkling with affection. I silently note to myself that it is obvious that Armin is not alone. "I don't think that will be necessary." says the figure from the shadows of the drafty dungeon. I stay silent, waiting for the person to reveal himself.

Out steps Sergeant Levi of the Scout Regiment.

Though my hands itch to dust myself off in his presence, I restrain myself. Keeping in Levi's good nature could keep me from death or life alike, but Levi has been known to be either angry or neutral most of the time. As the very few times I'd seen him go on expeditions, his face looks almost bored as he addresses me.

"Your like that Jaeger kid." He says, rolling his crystal grey eyes. I scoff. "I am not." I say, blowing a stray hair from my face. "Keep telling yourself that." He says. "I come with Good news, unfortunately." He continues. I turn my head, keeping one eye on him, though focusing on a spider. "And will you spit it out or what?"

"Your attitude is fantastic." Levi tells me, still keeping a bored expression. "Anyway, the trail has been dropped. Their going to leave you with the Survey Corps, like they did the Jaeger kid."

I look at him, unable to hide my happiness.

*Good, Ill get to protect Armin..*

"Thats Great." I say. And for once, I really do mean it.