An Ocean Turned Crimson (A Shingeki No Kyojin Fanfic)

Twenty Five: HOLY SHIT! I'M A NUT JOB!

The battle is already bloody at the ocean. It's scary to see how much blood is in the sea. It's making me feel sick.

"OUT OF MY WAY YOU LITTLE SHITS!" Knight shoots past me like a bullet, diving into the thick of battle.

"Was there a..." My finger goes to my cheek.

"A gash?" Durc enquires. I nod.

"Yeah, there's a gash on his face." I am told

I watch as one of the squad leaders Axel knew is eaten by a titan, his severed arm falls into the ocean. I grimace; it looks as if the arm is reaching out to the wall. This is barbaric.

"C'mon Annie Coy, can't have cold feet now, can we?" Durc smiles at me encouragingly. I nod.

"Thanks Durc." I make a fist.

"You  going to be a bit above and a bit behind?" I am asked.

"Yep." I nod.

"I've got your back."

"And I've got yours." I nod; we launch a speedy counter attack, slicing arms of titans off before swinging around to take them out. I spot Knight at the corner of my eye. He has his hand to his cheek however he moves it when he sees me staring. Knight makes his way over to where Durc and I are standing.

"Coy." he grabs a fistful of my hair.

"S-sir!" I yelp with a stammer, he has an iron grip.

“Do you know you little shit! Do you know how she did this?” His voice is dark and cold. He sounds ready to slice me into a billion pieces if I respond in the wrong way. But what is the wrong way? He yanks at my hair. This reminds me of Eren’s courtroom scene. “Who the hell even is she? Who are YOU Coy? Tell me who YOU REALLY ARE?”

Who am I? What does he mean? This is messing with my head! Who am I? I don’t know…? I don’t know if I’m like that Ashton guy. Can I turn into a badass titan? Could I really be a shifter like Annie Leonhardt?

Knight jerks his arm, slamming my face onto the floor. I yelp at the severity of both the physical and verbal blows from Knight. “A chemist! She’s a chemist!”

“How does being a CHEMIST explain the damage she has done?” My face is lifted so I can look him in the eye. I wince.

“S-s-she used to work in a hospital. Inthepsychiatricward.” My heart is pounding and I feel like I’m going to be sick. My scalp is sore from the hair pulling. I grit my teeth.

“WHO the FUCK is Ashton!” Knight demands.          

“Her.” I yelp as he tightens his grip on my hair. “friend from university!”

“Her friend from university eh? A friend from university that just HAPPENS to be able to turn into a titan! You seriously expect me to buy that crap?”

“Sir!” I whimper as he lifts his arm to strike me.

“LOOK AT HER!” Durc sounds pained too. Not as much as me but he also seems strained. He seems to know me better than I do right now. With hesitation, Knight lets me go so I can meet his eyes on his own accord. I land with a thud onto my knees. I steady myself with my hands. I ache and hurt and I just want to curl into a ball and shout into a pillow, yell about the injustices of the world and curse Knight until my throat is raw and then keep shouting. However I cannot make myself move or speak.

Instead, I allow my head to hang briefly, whilst my hands massage my parting as it feels like it’s throbbing. I feel like I’m being swallowed by an abyss. I can’t think straight.