My heart rushed as I held the straps on my horse tightly, looking and turning my head around incessantly where I saw nothing but trees. I kept hearing big steps and some flares going on; red. Oh god. I raced out of the woods into the planes and many started yelling but I couldn’t decipher what they were saying exactly. I looked to my right. Now I know why.
A deviant titan.
It was dashing quite quickly, not towards me but near me, heading to the southern part of the formation. I shot a black flare. Others did too and I slowed my horse.
“Come on Midnight, just a little longer”, I told her and I headed south, racing furiously as others were riding their horses past me. I saw the blond man, whom looked more superior and older, yell things to us but I couldn’t quite hear what he said. But I somehow knew what to do. We approached the deviant, and soon other giant titans were showing up, varying in sizes. I got off Midnight, praying she’ll stay alive after this, and took 2 blades out and shot my 3D maneuver gear at a small deviant titan, slashing its nape. A clean shot. At first it felt right, I felt hope. But something was going wrong. There was clouds, and a sudden downpour fell onto the earth, creating a dense fog where I had not much visibility. I lost track of the squad, I didn’t know where else to run. I luckily found midnight and got on her.
“Come on just a bit longer”, I yelled, wishing I could find my squad. I couldn’t see anything. Why the fuck did it have to rain now??
I started hearing screams. Screams of death and fear. My eyes widened. I saw a giant head within the clouds, and a red mist. Oh god, why the fuck..
I got off the horse, tried to latch myself onto the titan. I felt it grip and I got myself on the back of it. And for a few moments, I saw all the blood, all the titans devouring some of the soldiers. I felt lost. I slashed the neck of the titan and I felt it collapse when I felt myself being lifted up by large force. By my cables of my gear…
“Oh god no!”, one of my swords slipped from my hands from the hard rain as I slashed through the cables with the other, without thinking, freeing myself. I was falling. I was falling from at least 30 meters from the air. My cables were fucked. What the fuck was I supposed to do? Witin these few seconds, I saw a giant hand approach me. No…not here. Please not here.
A figure dashed forward, almost summer salting at a flashing speed in the air, slashing the hand clean, and it grabbed me as it swung with its maneuver gear onto another titans back. I held him, judging by how the body structure felt, it was clearly a male. He had a white cravat on, but blowing furiously under the cloak. I gripped onto him. He felt warm. He felt safe. I looked up slowly, seeing his face, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes were grey and dark, his dark black hair blowing wet from the rain and showing the undercut, he looked young.
This was humanity’s strongest soldier..
“CIGARRETTE SMOKE DANCES BACK IN THE WINDOW AND I CAN SEE THE HAZE ON THE DOME LIGHT”
I opened my eyes, facing my phone flashing “wake up” playing this The Wonder Years song a bit too loud. I quickly shuffled my arm out the sheets and turned my alarm off and looked around. My room; the white walls, the random clothes pile in the corner, my desk and laptop. I tried to get myself together after the dream I awoke from, which seemed relevant to the other dreams I’ve been having since I was 6. Dreaming about titans and soldiers in green cloaks, specifically the boy with the passive look in his eyes. I always wondered why I always dreamed of him, why I dreamed of a world that probably never existed..
“KAMMIE, YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE. COME EAT BEFORE YOU LEAVE!!” I heard my mother yell from downstairs. Ugh, first day of Junior year of high school at a new school since I moved. Trost High School. Heh, why does that sound familiar? I quickly put on my uniform, my socks and shoes, put my hair up in a ponytail, then letting it come undone and deciding to keep it down, and grabbed my schoolbag and phone. My mother was in the kitchen humming some song, and my dad was on his laptop with a cup of coffee. I greeted them as I got some eggs and bacon and chowed them down without sitting down. My dad looked up.
“Hey Kammie, pay attention and please don’t get on your phone like last semester. You don’t know how many times we’ve had to get your phone from the teachers after school”
“I know dad, I know” , I spoke, a bit annoyed when he reminded me of it. I wasn’t going to get on my phone again, I learned how to have self control this year. My mom came and kissed my cheek.
“Have a good day at school sweetie, you’re gonna be late so go now”, my mom handed me my lunch bag. I hugged and thanked my lovely mother, and got outside and on my bike and rode off. The school wasn’t super far, just a few blocks away. As soon as I saw the crowds of students, my stomach started getting tingly and my palms got sweaty. Ugh. The struggle of going into a new school and make “friends”, which I didn’t have back at my old high school. Hmm, maybe this will be starting fresh for me. I set my bike at a bike spot, and looked at my schedule walking towards the front of the school. Well I got Chemistry Honors, Trigonometry, Dance, English Literature AP, and Music/Chorus class. Sweet…I think. I smiled to myself as I felt a giant thud on my head. Books fell. I looked at the books with my face burning, and looked down at a guy’s chest wearing the uniform.
“Tch, you made me drop all my books. Thanks alot”, I shivered slightly, the way he spoke seemed so familiar yet so unfamiliar at the same time. It was like déjà vu for me. Confused, I got down to pick up a Chemistry book, and I saw his hands. I looked up at him. His furrowed eyebrows, his slanted dark eyes, his dark black hair styled in an undercut. He…I’ve seen him before..
“I…” I stared at him and he raised a brow slightly.
“I suggest you not getting high on your first day of school, unless you want to get your ass kicked by the administration” he spoke calmly but reassuringly, picking his books and grabbing the chemistry book that I picked up. He started walking away, towards the building I was heading to. I kept watching him walk away, his figure reminding me of something, of someone. As I approached my classroom, it suddenly hit me. Chills were sent down my spine as I entered the room, my eyes falling directly to the same guy I bumped into minutes ago. It’s him..
The guy from my dreams…
