In this story, you, the protagonist, and your vanguard class titan, DB-5453, have been, for reasons unknown, dropped to the surface of a new world where humans are at war with strange creatures. Battered and confused your first objective is to re-e...
(y/n) brought his titan to a halt a hundred meters from the now confirmed enemy titan.
An apex predator... if I remember correctly, they were a band of war criminals mostly. They killed for sport, tortured soldiers, and mostly never took prisoners.
He raised his weapon, but as got closer he realized that the titan before him, which he confirmed to be an ion-class, was in no condition to fight. It's As he began to circle the enemy titan slowly, he was surprised to find that the battery compartments had been completely destroyed. this titan would not be entering another fight. (y/n) felt the tiniest bit of relief at the sight, he was glad he wouldn't have to enter a fight unnecessarily in this unfamiliar circumstance. Seeing as their titan was in bad shape, (y/n) decided to disembark his titan and check on the enemy pilot. he jumped onto the
"just as i expected, locked huh?" (y/n) shrugged and turned to Debbie, "Debbie, could you get the door, please?"
"of course, (y/n)."
Debbie reached over to the door and with pried open the door, carefully, as to not kill the pilot inside. then (y/n) climbed up to the cockpit and he looked inside, finding the enemy pilot unconscious. (y/n) then pulled the body out of the wrecked titan and laid them down on the ground. as he looked over the body for weapons he realized something...
"This guy is really light..." he said to himself
"correction: this 'guy' is actually a female pilot," Debbie said matter-of-factly.
"huh, really?" As (y/n) laid the body down he realized that this person was indeed a woman. For a second, he was struck dumb by the shapely curves before Debbie's voice brought him back to reality.
"Pilot, your heart rate is elevated and your body is releasing adrenaline. Are you sensing danger?"
(y/n) went beet red in the face and turned away from Debbie. he laughed nervously, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"N-no that's not exactly it..."
If I'd stared any longer it would've been dangerous though...
(y/n) took a deep breath and turned back to the body.
"Debbie, could you check for injuries please?"
"performing medical scan... detecting a leg injury, non-life threatening, additionally a small concussion." Debbie reported, "by the way, pilot, your arm also needs approximately 3 hours to heal fully."
"Yeah, I know. I won't do anything crazy." (y/n) replied.
It's a pain but if I'm taking this pilot with me, I should at least try to keep her alive.
First, (y/n) administered 50cc of painkillers. Then, he began to remove her helmet. As he whipped the blood from her forehead and oil grease from her skin, (y/n)'s eyes couldn't help but wander from her short punk-styled brown hair, across her smooth but slightly grease-smudged skin down to her ample round soft lips.
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