An Ocean Turned Crimson (A Shingeki No Kyojin Fanfic)

Eleven: HOLY SHIT...IT'S RED

"Attention newbies!" Florence calls at breakfast. "We have FINALLY had the uniforms for the Little Army adjusted upon being given information about our enemy; the eotans! If the newest trainees under me will follow me."

I put the last of my bread in my mouth. If I'm really hungry before dinner I could easily eat an Oreo or something.

We are taken into the courtyard and past where the animals are. Alucard jumps up, tail waggibg frantically. I scratch the back of his ear as I pass. Most of my friends also pet my happy dog. He's become quite popular in our squad. People such as Andy, Owen, the Kawaii sisters and Angela, who don't socialise with us constantly are also fans of my dog.

"Tada!" Florence opens the door of a metalic walk in container thing. Inside are really extravigant and fiddly looking wetsuit things.

"Wow." Alissa Kawaii exclaims.

"These wetsuits are the newest development of arial balance and manouver equipment. It is very durable. The weapons are distriputed from the elbows, it is ideal since if the arm breaks, the suit can be used as a splint to set the bone back with another pair of gloves over them in the field." Florence states. "You flex your wrist and then the weapons will come. See." Florence demonstrates. Alexis' eyes are shining.

"The idea to use rubber belts to avoid dislocation upon movement, especially if in a situation with water was pitched by your very own Blaise Belle." Florence points to the 'genderbent goldilocks' who instantly tries to hide behind Abel.

"As you can see, these uniforms have a sash across the torso. In the centre of the sash is your cerial number. The colours depict what branch you are in. The explorers unit wear red sashes. The home front wear green sashes and the elites wear yellow. Trainees wear violet sashes on their uniforms. These will be updated when you graduate from the Little Training Academy and go forward into the Little Army." we are told.

"Today, we have permission to use the lake to practise water based manouvering and attacking. You shall be in the same groups as you were the other day. Headed by the same captains. The new trainees from said day as well as last weekend shall be chosen and added to the teams from my pick." Florence declares.

"Your names will be on the tags on the wetsuits, there are gendered changing rooms there." Florence is pointing to a large brick building , divided by a white line in the centre. There are two doorways, one into the girls rooms and one into the boys. The doorways for such have been painted to fit those gendered colours.

We make our way into the mealic shed. The racks of clothes are neutral for gender. Boys' ones, girls' ones, no organisation.

"Who the fuck is Tyler." Brandon asks.

"They spelt it wrong, I bet they spelt it wrong." Ty' pouts, heading over to Brandon, taking her uniform from his hold.

"Oh Cherry, yours is with mine!" Alissa exclaims, waving her hand in the air so her sister can see her.

"Thanks 'Lissa." Cherry heads toward her sister and they leave toward the girls changing rooms.

"Oi. Durc Wolfgang. I found your uniform." I call over my shoulder.

"Thanks Annie Coy."

"Look Brandon. Look what I found." Kyle holds up a uniform which is clearly for a girl up. I can see the innitials A.C on the tag but cannot make out whether it actually says my name.

"Is that one mine?" I ask.

"Yep." Brandon grins.

"Could I have it please?" I ask.

"Nope." they exclaim in unison, grinning like Cheshire cats.

I glance behind me. There still stands Durc. His glare penetrates the bubble of smugness from my former classmates. They yelp, tossing me my wetsuit and bolting toward the boys changing room.