Varying Perspectives [G/T Oneshots]

9 - FLIGHT

!!VORE WARNING!!
Avoid this story if you don't like vore.
!!VORE WARNING!!
Jack shoots his anchors and swings, gas shooting out behind him. The giant trees shift past in a blur, quiet and still. A titan's roar echoes through the forest and Jack yells as he dodges reaching fingers, it's grotesque mouth spraying saliva all over his gear.
Retract. Shoot. Swing.
The twin clouds are smaller this time, and Jack swears as he realises his gas is running out. Tears fill his blue eyes and he lands ungracefully on a tree, wiping them away with a sleeve. Jack was part of the Scouting Legion, and was sent on an expedition outside the Walls. A small group, as to not attract extra titan attention, set out yesterday night and arrived at the Giant Forest just before dawn.
That's when it attacked.

An Abnormal was hiding behind one of the trees, and as soon as the group cut through the treeline, it struck.
Tyler was swallowed whole.
Ethan's head was ripped off.
J-Fred's squad's organs now decorate the trunks of the outermost trees.
Mark and Jack escaped deeper into the forest, and agreed to split up. An hour after the sun rose, Mark's deep throated cries rang out through the woods.
"What the f**k am I s-supposed to do? No one knows I'm here, all my friends are d-dead, I'm running out of gas." his breath hitches and he slides down the tree, sheathing his blades and untying his cape.
"I guess I'll just.. stay here until midday. Then I'll get to the edge and wait for Erwin to come on another expedition." he lets his hands drop and his weary eyes close, not thinking about the titans already crowding around the stump.

Jack's eyes open as a resonating cry reverberates through the trees, shaking him to his bones. He stands, looking through the green and brown trees for the titan that made it, breathing hard. A skin coloured blur appears in the corner of his right eye, and he scrambles to pick up his cloak, tying it tight around his sweaty neck.
Another roar, and the titan comes into view. About medium sized, it swings toward Jack on heavily muscled arms. Its mouth looks similar to Eren's titan, with a mop of dark brown hair on its head, and onyx, angled eyes lie on either side of a sharply pointed nose.
Jack runs to the end of the branch and jumps off, shooting his anchors and swinging up to another branch. The titan lightly lands on the branch, looking around and roaring quietly.
"Over here ye ugly b***h!" Jack screams as his hooks pierce the titan's skin, heading towards the nape of its neck, blades drawn and ready. The titan looks at Jack and the Irishman falters. The kindness in its mocha eyes, the way its hair swoops over its forehead, the sound of its roar.

"Mahrk?" he retracts his hooks and drops, white clouds of gas and silvery tears trailing behind. Jack doesn't even think about the other titans, or about falling, or about a brutal death. His mind is on the one above him. The one that looks like his dead friend. Jack's mind is pushed back into reality when his freefall is halted, his body jerking painfully. He looks up to see the titan, steaming, its clawed hand clutching his body tight. It brings Jack up and places him on the thick bark, retreating and placing its head on its hands like a puppy. Jack turns his back to the titan, unable to comprehend this fact that his dead friend is alive and right in front of him.
"Mark, are ye really a bloody titanshifter?" the titan behind him roars, and Jack turns, taking in the disfigured, but still familiar face.

"Were you a traitor too? With Reiner, Annie, and Bertholdt? Are you an enemy of humanity!?" he yells at the giant, tears replaced with burning anger. Mark gets up to his full height while still in his natural crouch, eyes on Jack. He roars at the Scout, his teeth seeming to become more pointed in anger, and Jack steps back, tapping a foot.
"D-don't roar at me Mark! I'm still yer squad leader and will whoop yer titan ass if ye don't behave." he yells, and Mark sits, pissed off at Jack's smug expression.
"Now, do ye have any way of gettin' us home?" Mark nods furiously, and reaches for Jack. He dodges his claws, not in the mood to be carried in his extremely hot hand.
"Is there any other way?" Jack turns to survey the area, when he is swept off his feet. He curses and twists around, to find his green cloak held in the teeth of Mark's titan.
"Mark! Put me down right now! I'll cut off yer fingers ye little s**t!" he threatens, but Mark only snorts, jumping and climbing up the tree. Jack pouts as he slaps against Mark's chin as the Titan climbs, completely powerless and confused about the titan's plan.

The pair break through the canopy, and Jack gasps at the view. The sun's bright light exposes the rolling green hills, the naked forms of titans cutting through the serene scenery. The unnatural form of Wall Maria on the horizon, stretching on endlessly. Mark drops his cape and Jack stands in his palm, the landscape almost too bright and beautiful for his eyes. He turns back to Mark, who looks at him with happiness in his eyes, if not on his skeletal mouth. Mark uses his free hand to turn Jack around, and his friend laughs.
"What are ye doin'?" Mark makes a sad purring noise in his chest, and Jack looks over his shoulder.
"Mar-" in a flash, Jack finds himself in a titan's mouth. Hot, cramped, and wet, he slumps into a ball of disbelief. He can't even force a scream out of his mouth as he feels the titan body around him move.
Mark sighs, and begins to run. Leaping from treetop to treetop he sprints, sometimes dipping below the leaves, swinging and jumping from branches and trunks. As the edge of the forest comes into view, he speeds up, pushing his burning muscles to the limit.
Jump in 3. 2. 1
His muscular body emerges from the forest, and he immediately unfolds his membrane. It runs from his neck to his wrist and from his wrist to his ankle and is a bright pink, and gives him the ability of flight. Mark flies high above the other titans, brown hair pulled back by the warm wind, sun giving his tan skin a yellowish glow. He is the Flying Titan.
Mark opens his mouth a little, growling in the back of his throat to wake Jack, who instantly flops out of his mouth, coughing up saliva and relishing the cool air. His blue eyes widen as he realises that he's in the air, hanging half out of a titan's mouth. He pulls his body back up, holding onto Mark's teeth.
"Mark, are we f***ing flying?!" he yells, and the titan nods his head in response. Jack laughs, looking down at all the ugly titan faces looking up at them.
"My god, we can actually get home. Wooohoooo!!" he cheers as they cut through the air, and Mark growls softly, equally as excited about getting home, and being able to get out of his titan.
"You know yer probably gonna get caged and inspected by Hange when we get back." Jack sneers, and Mark snorts, tossing back his head and closing his mouth, completely cutting off Jack's annoying remarks. He forgot about the pair of lungs his friend had on him.
"LET ME OUT YOU LITTLE B***H! I'M YER COMMANDING OFFICER!!! LET ME THE FU-"
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It was so fun to write that little sassy Jack in the middle there, and to give Titan!Mark a different look. Everyone always portrays him very similar to Eren, with the pink moustache and glasses, but I wanted to change it up to be more like Ymir's titan, with different features.
I hope you enjoyed!
-Tsunami