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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As Armin walks through the streets, he hears the sounds of gunfire and explosions. Armin wonders where all these soldiers came from.But it looks like backup has arrived.
Armin wished that all this bloodshed could have been avoided. He wished humanity had discovered a cure by now so humans that are infected with the virus disease could get treatment and times of peace could return.
If only we'd found a cure by now... maybe... maybe Kiyomi would still be alive.
Armin thinks to himself. But he instantly slaps himself and shakes his head out of such thoughts. Nothing can bring the dead back. That goes for Kiyomi, Eren, and Mikasa. Wishing things were different won't change anything. Armin knows he has to stop holding onto the past. But... it's hard.
Armin understands what must be done and helps the soldiers in the fight against the zombies. Armin does not agree with the ways of violence, but will do anything for days of peace to return.
Armin gets going and walks towards the frontlines of the battle. There are several large groups of zombies marching forward with guns blazing.
Armin goes besides a wall to a building to take cover before throwing a grenade at the zombies! An explosion occurs but Armin has his rifle ready and starts firing for any zombies that may be headed his way.
Armin throws a grenade which explodes in the face of several zombies. The rest of the group runs off and a soldier follows from behind.
"That worked pretty well." The female soldier remarked. "Well, I had some experience with grenades back home." Armin replies.
"What's your name?" The female soldier asked. "Armin Arlert, I come from the city of Shiganshina." Armin introduced while keeping his eyes open for any zombies that could still be close by. He can't allow himself to let down his guard... not even for a moment.
"The names Adel. Our home cities are actually rather close. I come from the city of Trost." Introduces Adel who shakes Armin's hand. She seems quite friendly and rather outgoing.
"Now's not the time to talk. We mustn't let down our guard. Not even for an instant..." Armin remarks.
"I'm sorry about that Armin." Adel says.
"Don't worry about it, we can always fix this later." Armin smiles at Adel, not minding to get a chance to know her at a better time and place.
Armin scans the area to check if the cost was clear or if there were anymore close by zombies in sight.
"There aren't any more nearby zombies." Armin assures Adel. "Then let's move on." Adel insists.
Armin and Adel presses onward while remaining completely prepared and ready if any zombies decide to show themselves. The two soldiers scurries carefully across the street.
