Chap 2: Survey Corps

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Five Years Later

Second P.O.V

'It's been five years since Wall Maria fell. James and I have been living in Wall Sina. In previous entries, I've mentioned my parents' death. Today, I decided to join the Survey Corps to kill the beasts that ate my parents,' You closed your diary and placed it under a stack of hay.

You walked out of the stable you slept in. People started at you and whispered things to each other. You didn't mind because you were used to it.

To others, you're known as a rebel. When an adult told you to do something, you didn't listen and would usually walk away. They would follow you and grab your arm to turn you around which leads to them having a black eye or bloody nose. James was known as a goody-two-shoes. Every time you would hurt another, he would apologize to them and give them any food you had. You loved your brother to dearly to fight with him.

You walked around, looking for James. You seen him sitting next to a frail kitten.

"Are you okay, James?" You asked him.

"Yeah. This kitten was really frail, so I decided to feed him,"  The fifteen year old told you.

You have him a stern look before saying, "We need to keep our food not give it away. Foods been really scarce lately."

"I know, I know. I didn't give it much. Just enough for it to satisfy it's hungry," Your younger brother said with a closed eye smile.

It became silent for a little bit until you told him your plans. "I've been thinking a lot about it lately, but I've decided to join the Survey Corps," You told the snowy haired male.

"You know you have to go through, at least, a year or two of training?" James mentioned.

"I don't care! As long as a can kill those monsters," You exclaimed, a hint of bloodlust in your eyes.

"I'll join you,"  Your younger looked up at your surprised face.

"No, you can't! You'll get hurt..," You grabbed his wrists and looked him dead in the eye.

He replied with, "And you'll lose sanity without me. I promise I won't get hurt."

You nodded with a frown, letting go of his wrists. The both of you got up to sign up for the training required.

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A/N: Word Count: 396. Omg. My writing sucks. This picture is James....and the kitten. He's supposed to look more like your mother, but he has a different colored eye. It's so late where I'm at. T_T Love me. That's all. Asta La Pasta~!

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