Chapter 2

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"ALRIGHT YOU MAGGOTS, LISTEN UP!" Commander Shadis bellowed, stalking back and forth in front of us. "THIS MACHINE DETERMINES YOUR FATE WHETHER YOU MAKE IT AS A MEMBER OF THE SURVEY CORPS, OR WORK IN THE FIELDS FOR THE REST OF YOUR MISERABLE LIVES!" He glared at us with hatred in his eyes. "YOU." Shadis pointed at Stormer, who was staring straight ahead at attention. "MIND TELLING ME YOUR NAME, MAGGOT?"

"STORMER AMANO, SIR!" She shouted, saluting.

"GO UP THERE AND DEMONSTRATE THE PROPER POSTURE, YOU PATHETIC SCRAP OF HUMAN!"

"YES SIR!" Stormer made her way forward and was strapped in. A hush fell over everyone as she went completely stiff.

"WELL DAMN. IF I WASN'T HEAVILY DISCIPLINED AND DIDN'T HAVE A SENSE OF SELF CONTROL I WOULD BE CRYING LIKE A LITTLE GIRL RIGHT NOW." Shadis walked around to Stormer's backside, examining her. He held out his hand and snapped his fingers once, the sound cutting through the silence like a knife. Levi silently stepped forward and handed him a long flat edged wooden object. "I HOPE PAIN DOESN'T BOTHER YOU THAT MUCH, MAGGOT." Shadis growled, striking her legs with the wooden entity. No response came. Another blow was given to her back, but she remained stiff. He turns around to face us. "I WANT ALL OF YOU PATHETIC IDIOTS TO TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT THIS! THIS IS THE RIGHT POSTURE TO TAKE WHEN YOU ARE STRAPPED INTO THIS CONTRAPTION! JESUS, SHE'S SO DAMN STIFF SHE LOOKS DEAD!" A snort escaped my mouth, and I covered it with my hand in vain to try and smother it. Shadis' eyes bore into my soul as he slowly rose and made his way towards me. "SOMETHING FUNNY, MAGGOT?"

Shit. I swore in my head.

"YOU THINK THERE'S SOMETHING FUNNY ABOUT THIS? WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"

"EREN JAEGER, SIR!" I shouted in response, saluting.

"NOW, IF YOU THINK THIS IS SOME FUNNY FUCKING SHIT, YOU GET YOUR SKINNY ASS UP THERE AND LOOK EXACTLY LIKE HER!" He shoved me forwards towards the platform, almost making me fall. I was strapped in and instantly flipped upside-down, a bolt of pain shooting through my forehead as it struck the gravel. "WELL, WELL, WELL. LOOKS LIKE THE MAGGOT DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE DOING AFTER ALL! ALL OF YOU LOOK! I HAVE TWO EXAMPLES! THE ONE ON MY RIGHT IS PERFECT, PRIMITIVE, AND DONE TO MY EXPECTATIONS! ON MY LEFT I HAVE THE SLOPPY, POORLY EXECUTED, WANNABE VERSION THAT'LL GET YOU THROWN TO THE FIELDS, AND YOU'LL NEVER LIVE TO SEE A TITAN, OR KILL ONE, OR GET KILLED BY ONE! I SERIOUSLY HOPE NONE OF YOU IMITATE THIS IDIOT, BECAUSE THAT WILL SERIOUSLY MAKE ME MAD!"

Dammit! I made a fool of myself in front of everyone, and I'm probably gonna get kicked to the fields if I fail this test tomorrow! I thought, reaching up to touch my forehead, which was bleeding profusely. My body hit the ground as I was unstrapped, gravel digging into my sides.


"You know, if you don't want to work in the fields for the rest of your life Eren, you should really get that technique down." Mikasa advised me, pressing a warm cloth to my head.

"I kno- OUCH! Take it easy, will you?!" I snapped, my hand flying up to my stinging forehead.

"Well, maybe if you held still it wouldn't hurt as much. There's little bits of gravel in your head that has to come out, Eren."

"Aw, shit." Armin said suddenly.

"What?" I asked.

"It's her."

"Who?"

"Stormer! She's coming over here!"

"She's just like everyone else, Armin." Mikasa irritably said, picking a small rock from my head.

"Jesus!" I yelped, glaring at her.

"Nice imprints." Stormer's voice said to my left.

"Shut up. This is your damn fault."

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