Not The One Who Dies ⇀ Attack on Titan *Original*

Part 23: Rain

Logan felt more relaxed than he had in his entire life as he felt the tranquilizer liquid fly into his veins. His eyes lingered on Arthur who watched the MP inject the fluid, a blank look on his face.

"That's the exact amount I told you right? Any more or any less won't do shit." Arthur said causing the MP to grunt as he nodded.

"Alright, I'll handle the rest... oh here, make sure these get delivered. Understood? I don't care what Reiss thinks. They get delivered." Arthur said, handing the letters to the MP who nodded and left the room.

"So this is it huh? Just some poison or something kills me? Huh. I thought it'd take more than that." Logan mumbled out as his eyes felt heavy. Arthur nodded his head before turning to leave the room.

"Arthur- stay... I don't wanna be alone." Logan spoke with a weak voice causing Arthur to nod and take a seat next to the boy, lighting another cigarette.

"This Eren boy, you really mean all you said?" Arthur asked as he blew the cigarette smoke from his mouth into the air.

"I did, I do." Logan sighed as he felt his eyes fall to a close. His breathing slowing down, to a near non-existent speed.

"You're nothing like dad, I'm sorry I dragged you into this." Arthur began speaking as he let his handgrip onto the boy's forearm.

"I thought that if I proved that he was wrong in taking you instead of me I would feel better, like I won or something but it's clear to me now. You were the right choice, kid. I'm a monster and you, you're a good person. God damn it, I'm such an idiot. You were the last of my family and I let you down just like our father did to me. What does that say about me?" Arthur asked as tears welled into his eyes, the man finally felt the guilt over everything he had done wash over him, this was his little brother for god sakes! He was supposed to protect him, not let him be killed because some king wanted his daughter back.

Arthur looked up from his cigarette to the boy in the chair whose eyes were now open, staring at the man sitting next to him, a slight smile covering his face. Arthur almost cracked a smile at the sight until he realized it, Logan had stopped breathing. Arthur finally let tears begin to fall from his eyes as he grasped his little brother's arm harder, the realization of what had just happened hit him like a truck.

Arthur stood up from his spot as unstrapped his wrists and scooped the boy into his arms. He looked down at the boy's dirty, bloody, tear-stained face as he carried him down the hallway.

"Where the hell are you taking him?" An MP asked the man who scoffed and stopped in his tracks.

"I'm going to bury my brother, he's dead. least I can do is bury the kid." Arthur spoke before pushing past the MP and making his way out of the building. He threw the boy over the back of his horse as he climbed atop it, taking off from the luxury of Stohess and towards Wall Maria, going to bury the boy with his family.

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Erwin sat in his room as he awaited the arrival of Hange with the news of if his hunch about the Reiss family was right when an MP knocked on his door. Erwin stood from his chair as he made his way towards the door, placing his book on the table.

"Sir, you have a message." The MP mumbled, basically shoving the letter into the man's chest before leaving the doorway and a confused Erwin Smith.

The blonde closed the door as he read his name from the letter, sitting where he was before, facing the door.

Erwin sighed as he opened up his letter, expecting another threat from the king or something of the sort. He began to read it as a wave of anxiety and worry washed over him.