Attack on Titan: Hospital For Souls Fanfiction

Chapter 6

I was shocked at what I saw and as my eyes came into focus from all the blood, I then realised who it was: it was Hope, my son. “Hope!” I shouted as I ran over towards him, I crouched down beside him and that is when he opened his eyes.

“Father? Father is that you?” Hope looked at me with sorrow in his eyes, the same sorrow as I had when Soleil died.

“Yes, it’s me.” I smiled, realising that the blood was his and there was no way he could survive this.

“Father, what is this red hot liquid beneath my hands?” he tried to hold out his hand to show me but couldn’t even lift it up. Tears started swelling up in my eyes again; I couldn’t say anything to him but Hope kept on talking “Father, why is everything going into a blur? Why do I not feel pain anymore?” I was about to reply to him, to tell him it was okay but I found it hard to speak “No wait; Father! I see mother! She’s alive father! You saved her!” that was then I really fell into tears, to here Hope say that, to watch Hope fade into the darkness, it hurt me more than it hurts to die “I’m...I’m coming mother! Father come with us!” Hope looked at me, happily, the light fading from his eyes.

I found enough breath to say “I... I can’t.”

“Why father? Mother...I’m coming! I’ll come back father....I....will...” The light then finally faded from his eyes, my own son, now dead but now with his mother.

I closed my eyes, tears still flooding from my eyes, I then noticed someone was hiding in the shadows, I opened my eyes to look straight at the figure but when he realised I noticed him, he quickly ran away, using what looked to be the 3D gear to get away. As he was getting away I managed to shot “I’ll will find you bastard! I will kill you for what you have done you traitor!”

I picked Hope’s body up and walked over to my house, luckily it had gotten dark so no one could see and they were all in their houses asleep. I walked in the house and laid Hope by Soleil’s side, covering them up again, I started laying anything that was flammable down by their sides, straw, wood anything. I then went over to the box of matches and set the stick alight, when the stick was on fire; I threw it onto the floor and started doing the same with the other match sticks until I ran out, the flames were now a good height so I left the house, not wanting to look back.

I walked over to where Hope died and stood, waiting for them to appear; to kill me. After an hour or so, I heard footsteps coming closer and closer to me, about 5 sets of footprints. I held in my hands, one last match, but it hid from their view, they did not know my plan and I smiled because of this, my plan was working. Finally, they came so close that they could kill me with one swing of their sword...

It was time to trigger the trap.