The second Book to my collection of Attack on Titan fanfictions. So if you enjoy reading Attack on Titan related stories including ones with Armin, Eren or Mikasa, feel free to read! Enjoy
If you want to read French version: https://my.w.tt/jrUZnBPk...
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Bertolt was now laying on one of the rooftops to the red houses lined up around the city. Bertolt had used too much energy and strength upon releasing the powerful heat towards Armin. I ran over to the building from which Armin fell. When my feet met with the red tiled roof, I had completely frozen and time too, seemed to have paused.
Right before me Armin laid on the roof, completely burnt. Bertolt burnt Armin to his death. Armin's clothes were torn, well, besides his pants. And he had lost all of his blonde locks. He looked as dead as a corpse.
I fell to my knees and eventually started to scream and wail like a crazy person. I screamed my lounges out til my throat grew dry, and I cried til my eyes dried out. I grabbed my head and continued to scream and cry.
"You bastard!!" Eren curses, a blade against Bertolt's throat. The blade made a cut, it was so close to Bertolt's throat. The blood streamed down, but Bertolt was barely conscious from exhaustion to even respond or to wince.
Eren despised Bertolt for many different reasons. One, because of him, because Bertolt kicked a hole in the wall back when Eren and the rest of us was only a child, his hometown was overrun by Titans and the debris of the broken pieces of the wall killed many people and destroyed houses and homes. It was also because of him, his mother was killed and eaten by the Smiling Titan.
Bertolt pretended to be one of us and turned his back on us. He pretended to be a soldier. He betrayed us. And today, Bertolt destroyed even more to Eren's hometown, and even killed Eren's best friend. And seeing my devastation and screams of agony and grief over the loss of Armin, only increased Eren's burning hatred. He wanted to butcher and kill Bertolt so badly right now...if he set his mind to do it right now, he'd do it in a heartbeat. But he didn't yet. Bertolt was valuable.
Eventually I ran out of too much energy to scream and cry for any longer. I held Armin's hand that felt it would cripple if I held onto it any tighter. But I lowered my face to my knees and allowed my tears to continuously stream down like an unending waterfall as I sobbed and whimpered.
Levi had returned and shown Eren and Mikasa that he had a Titan serum. It was given to him from Kenny, the man who had raised him. Apparently if you inject someone with the serum, they will transform into a mindless Titan and if they devour someone with the power of the nine Titans, the power will be passed on to them, and they'll turn back into a ordinary human but with the ability to shapeshift.
If Armin gets the Titan serum, that means he will live. Despite the severe burns has received, if he is given the Titan serum and devours Bertolt, he will heal as if none of this had ever happened. It will have been nothing more than a bad dream.
Upon hearing this much, with the little strength I have left, I stand back up on my two feet, and I wobble on over to the group of three. Apparently this was a debate. Eren and Mikasa were trying to convince Levi to hand the serum over to Armin over Erwin.
