Fallout {Amuto story}

A calm calamity

Emmalee: Wheeee second chapter!

Yaya: This is the actual first chapter, Yaya knows because Emmie-chan told Yaya so!

Kukai: pfft emmie...

Emmalee-san: That's what my little sister calls me.

Amu: It's better than what her Mum used to call her.

Kukai: Oh really *grins* what was it?

Amu: it was bo-

Emmalee-san: *slaps hand over Amu's mouth* Anyway thanks for reviewing even though my writing sucks. I don't own shugo chara nor attack on titan!

Amu: mmf..
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In this formidable world there is no such word as escape. You are never completely free, there is still a barricade of decisions, emotions and pressures throughout.

Hope that existed was a tiny flicker compared to the overwhelming strain of depression. surviving without having your light blow away is a great feat, though not considered so by many.
each day we hold onto promises of yesterday looking towards the future with a new hope, that is unfortunately empty. Strength was simply an illusion created by mankind, giving false bravery and security.

there was no real vigilance in this belief, however still pressing on with an empty hope, Mankind was doomed.

Enclosed darkness, It was cold, the wind was chilling her petite form as a hot and cold pain burst from her leg.

silence, how odd, she was sure there had been voices. Unbearable, did this even exist, was it a dream, a figment of imagination? She shivered despite herself, the world seemed so hopeless.

"Mama, Papa, Ami..."
The injured pinkette lay there as the light drained out of her eyes turning dull and blank. the pain in her leg dimmed in comparison to the rift created inside her heart. She wished to die, the pain was terrible.

"Ichigo-head" Amu turned looking up blurrily at the figure addressing her. The blue cropped figure jumped skillfully down off the titan's now disintegrating head.

she gave a blank stare in his direction ignoring the searing pain in her right leg.

As he approached Amu caught a glimpse of his Survey corps uniform.

He stalked over and with much effort heaved the beam off her leg. she gritted her teeth as air hit the open wounds making it sting. still she didn't respond to anything.

The stranger pulled out a medical kit and began to gently take care of Amu's leg which was snapped in half. The bubblegum top wanted to yell at him, tell him to leave her be, to let her die. but all that came out was a small squeak as he stabilized her leg using a flat board from the rubble and some old clothes. it was a simple makeshift cast but yet enough that her leg would stay together.

once he was finished he turned back to Amu, squatting down in front of her he looked into her dull eyes. "I'm going to take you somewhere you can get medical attention okay." He spoke in his deep voice, his amethyst eyes looking into her honey gold ones. She stared back at him before slowly shaking her head.

His strong arms lifted her gently, even so she had to bite back a cry as pain erupted like lightning up her spine. "Ita" she squeaked.

The blue haired man held her to him with his arm around her waist, the old Amu would've blushed but right now all she did was look straight ahead and keep her leg as limp as possible to avoid spasms of sharp pain that fired through her leg.

Activating his manuever gear He swung in between the houses, running across a couple of roofs and avoiding Titans.

Amu felt the wind whip into her face, it carried the stench of those monsters and the reeking of blood and death. She closed her eyes wishing this was all a dream although she could never be so lucky as to wish this all, hard reality away.