Chapter 8: Infant soldiers

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TIMESKIP

The grass sighed under your feet as you walked along with your superior.

Occasionally, you glanced at him, his face only lit from the lantern he held.

'I don't understand...'

You thought.

'If it was God's will for me to be here and fight along-side with them... then why am I being taken to get my blessing... this makes...no sense.'

Oh, but it did make sense...as soon as your Commandant stopped, he looked over his shoulder to his colleague and nodded.

"...s...sir-!"

You were cut off when heavy arms were thrown around you and held your arms to your side.

"AGH! What are you doing?!"

You kicked until hearing the sound of metal clanking against metal.

You looked up to see your superior with a deeper glare than usual and a pair of hand cuffs in his hands.

"W...what are those for?"

"Well, most survivors tend to freak out about what happens in the place we're going."

"W...where are we going?"

He cuffed you, his comrade grabbing the back of your uniform collar and walking you along.

"Eh! Unhand me! I am born of the Blood of the Lamb, in His name, in His will, I command you let. Me. Go!"

A sharp pain rushed through the side of your face, forcing you to look sideways, only for your neck to ache at the abrupt force of your head being pulled back to look forwards.

You stared deep into the eyes of the bald commandant in his dark green trench coat, his fingers gripping your chin tightly.

"One thing you'll learn here, kid... There is no God..."

They continued to force you along.

Turning the corner around the building, you saw where they were taking you... into the big, lit up infirmary tent which you were in when you first came here.

Once you got closer, the two men on the sides opened the flaps of the tent... and what you saw inside completely astonished you.

In the tent, you were seated down in the middle of a crowd of about 7 to 12 people... you recognized them as the other's who slept when you had woken up.

'but... only I took down the Titan... what are all these people doing here?'

When you sat down, the man in the chair stood and it was then that you felt your skin grow cold, and your spine stiffen as if frozen.

It was the Commander of the Survey Corps... next to him, was that raven haired man with a look of lucifer in his eyes.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, rookies."

Silence... only the jumps of the people upon hearing themselves being called rookies.

"But urgent matters must be addressed. And those urgent matters...are you. First off, what do you last remember?"

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"U...um... I remember standing next to the dead Titan... I watched the steam shoot out and got engulfed in it like the lady who killed it... I just, passed out after that."

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