Attack on Titan / Interactive Story

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"If you move I won't hesitate to blow your fucking guts out."

You point to Examiner without taking your eyes off of Pistol. "And you - you're going to go to that clock tower and tell me if you find Four Eyes. If he's there, bring him back."

Examiner nodded frantically and sped off into the direction of the clock.

Pistol licked his lips and croaked. "You think you're so witty. Shoot me now, watch this whole town kill you."

In the corner of your eye you can see Examiner moving towards you with blurs of movement behind him.

"They wouldn't."

"Why are you so sure of yourself?"

There, behind Examiner, trudged Four Eyes, a boy - who looked oddly familiar - and the one and only, Winona Wolfe. You couldn't help but feel a smile curl up onto your lips.

"Because I'm Carter."

Winona ran towards you, for what seemed like an embrace. You pull back the gun and watch aimlessly as Winona crunches Pistol's collar in her left fist, slamming his nose upwards with the other. His limp body falls to the ground with a loud thump. It's hard to distinguish if he's still alive or not.

Examiner watched in horror just before Four Eyes shooed him off. "Damn, girl!"

Winona huffed a sigh before turning to marvel at your smile. She scoops her arms around you and buries your head into her shoulder. She's warm and smells like pine and sweat.

"I thought you were dead."

You smile. "Almost."

Four Eyes beams behind his shattered lenses. "Nice to see ya again, soldier."

The boy next to him looks down at your crippled form on the pavement. His aura radiated power and persuasion, his appearance similar to the one you see in the mirror. You could have mistaken this boy as your twin.

"This here is my boss, Carter."

He doesn't smile but his eyes seem to become friendlier. He's dressed in a dark overcoat, rings lining up and down each finger. Around his neck is a silver chain, sprinkled with blue jewels.

Four Eyes pushes his glasses up with his index and middle finger before running his hand through his long, greasy ponytail.

"I ran into this young lady about five 'er so minutes after leaving ya."

"I'm grateful."

Four Eyes turns smug, grinning ear to ear before turning to his boss. Master Carter clears his throat, releasing an adenoidal voice as he begins to speak.

"Four can supply you with bandages, if you wish."

After speaking, Master Carter's posture seems to sink into the weight of his ribs. His width narrows, his shoulders rounding, his face turning young once more. This child could not be a day over fourteen.

Winona eyes your wound and moves back a slight step, scared of causing any more pain. "We'd very much appreciate that."

~

Your lips are held shut with debt.

The original intention of following a criminal was off of your hands. In exchange for silence, Carter and his henchman would take him out - quietly - for you. Four Eyes smiles and waves as Winona helps your crippled body back up the steps. Carter stands and watches idly, still and quiet.

His significance remains a mystery in your life, but one thing remains clear: you are grateful.

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