[ON HOLD and getting re-written] ~I'm not cold~ [Eren x Oc] •Attack on Titan• /fanfiction

Trost {Chapter #9}

Here we go.

Extra long chapter

*sigh*

This took ages

I'm getting like, 4 hours of sleep XD

BUT I DONT CARE I NEED TO WRITE THIS.

Hey I'm thinking about this new Idea I had, what if I did little sketches of scenes and stuff of this story and when I finish I can upload them. This way you guys won't be too bored while you wait.

WADDA YA THINK BB?

Tell me!

Anyways, lets go!

As usual, there will be typos.
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I forced my eyes shut as I awaited the canon fire; my mother once said that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes...

But nothing happened.

I flickered my eyes open again as I took a shaky step forwards.

As my blurry vision concentrated I could faintly see someone standing behind the man who signaled the canon. I could tell he was wearing the symbol of the Garrisons upon his jacket; a flask of whiskey was held in his right hand while the other kept a firm grip on the other male's wrist.

So that's why the canon didn't fire; this mystery man had stopped the signal.

As he let go of the wrist he stepped forward, allowing himself to be seen properly.

Dot Pixus

The head of the Garrisons nodded his head towards Armin, then faced the shocked man beside him.

"I think these youngsters have a pretty good idea. If they can prove themselves as humans they should carry out this plan. If failed however; the rest is up to you." His eyes traveled over us; as if he was inspecting us carefully.

"Meet me on top of the southern side of the Trost wall." He said as he spun on his heel and sauntered towards the exit; leaving everyone speechless and shocked.

~Time Skip~

Me, Eren, Mikasa and Armin stood facing the backside of Commander Pixus, his eyes were set on the thousands of soldiers and cadets standing below us; each one had different thoughts of why they were called here. None of them would of thought of the idea we where about to present to them.

Pixus's head turned as his vision landed on us, "So then cadet" he said, taking a step towards Armin. "What is this so called plan of yours?"

Armin took a deep breath before speaking;

"If we could Sir, I would like it if some soldiers distracted the titans by hanging on the side of the wall. We have to make sure we distract as many as we can; we want Eren to have a clean path."

I placed my hand on Eren's shoulder and I felt him relax beneath my touch; I looked into his eyes to try and calm him, his teal ones darting back and forth, worry clearly reflected in them.

"The rest of them will have to cull the remaining titans that surround Eren," Armin continued, "if one titan even comes close; the plan could fail."

Pixus took a swig of his whiskey, the young woman behind him quickly stealing it from his hands and holding it away from his grasp; "Commander sir! Dont drink, your standing to close to the edge!"

"Ah yes." He said cooly, "wouldn't want to fall off after I announce the plan to everyone! Now would I?"

I gulped slightly.