This Isn't My End

Chapter 1: Survive

'I swear, I'll kill every single one of these shits.'

It's head flicked left to right.

'I'll stalk them to the end of time, slaughter them, and make sure they fall limp- away from me and this world.'

It crouches down, sniffing the ground.

'This place will turn into a bloody massacre if they're anywhere near my bubble.'

Its eye's shoot up, looking straight into my squinted ones.

The sun beamed down against my silver hair, my ruby eyes glared at the monstrous being tra-la-laaing across the field. My field. I stood from my comfortable spot within the shades of the tree, using a branch to swing myself down from the skies. I land in a crouch, closing my eyes for a brief second before I hear the rumbling of footsteps heading in my direction.

"'Tsk.' 10 meter class. Female...150 feet away...abnormal...that bitch is in my bubble."

I slung my hand-made rope that was hanging from my waist, wringing it around the titan's neck. She started screaming, fueling my annoyance and anger.

I run around her, avoiding any trampling feet.
Using the momentum of my running, I jumped high, swinging myself onto her back.

"Tsk. Bitch...stay down will you? A killing needs to be done so that i'd be able to sleep peacefully."

I whip out two sharpened stones I scavenged by the river, running them along my lip, and pulling the rope around her neck farther back, choking her.

"Say goodnight, sweetheart."

Two slashes later, I stood on the titan's back that now laid facedown on the filth, steam oozing out, leaving only her bones to disintegrate into this already blood covered land.

The blood on my black shirt and shorts were steaming as well, the smell of a dead carcass wafted through my nose. I cringed slightly, my nose wrinkling in disgust.

"Tsk. I need another bath."

I hop back into the tree I sat in, being careful of my weapon's dirty edges.

I look through the pockets of my pants, fumbling across items I didn't really need but kept.

"Tsk. Damn it, where's my cloth?"

I pull out my hand, moving to the next one, searching for that silky feeling.

"Oh. Found it."

A violet peaked out from my pocket, teasing me.

Reminding me...

"...the hell...remembering all that shit again."

I shift my mind off, mindlessly cleaning my stone knives. Afterwards, I fumble through my pockets, pulling out a old journal I used to record my killings, facts about the Titans to help me survive as well.

THUMP. THUMP.

I looked up from my writing, fuming.

"Tsk. What's up with all the titans in the area these days? I had to move three times already...first the south, next the east, and now the north...a rotation? ...Another fact for the journal."

The tree below me suddenly shook, making me jump off.

SHRIEK!

I take in a deep breath, letting out a long shaky breath. Tiresomely, I drag my eyes up to that creepy, smiling face that never leaves my nightmares.

"Yeah yeah, I know, you wanna taste the metallic blood within me...'oh so delicious' I bet you'd be thinking. Well guess what? I'm not dying today, tomorrow, next year, next decade...never. Never again."