END. {Levi x Reader}

Their Hope

"We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope." 
                                     
                                                               - Martin Luther King Jr.

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It was hard to understand. 

This small girl whose palms could barely fit around the weapon she used, who looked as delicate as a glass doll. Was alone and surviving by herself. 

It was even more strange how she choose them to help. 

He eyed the way she stalked amongst the alleyways, crouching to peek around a corner before leading them along with a subtle gesture of her hand. 

She never spoke, never did words slip past those lips that had yet to be seen by any of them. Was she a symbol of something? The dress she wore almost resembled that of an angel's...

The red-head began to ponder whether or not the mysterious female would disappear once she led them to safety but of course, that was just the imagination igniting within her mind. Man, if only she would sprout wings and fly up to reveal to them that she was indeed a sign. An angel. After the hell they experienced, wouldn't that be a sight to see. 

“Isabel..” A gentle nudge from her ebony-haired companion led her spiraling back into the reality. The angelic woman had ceased her walking on top of a hill that overlooked a highway brimming with empty vehicles and wondering dead. 

Raising her index finger, she pointed down the ghostly streets of the abandoned highway. The wind kissed her hair and allowed it flow behind her as the sun hit her mask. 

“Go straight once on this road. Go to the farmlands. There are less of them there.”

Her vocals drifted into their ears like a river of honey. The taller male relaxing his muscles just by the gentle tone she carried. The wishful mahogany has suspected her voice to sound just like this, a childish grin tugging at her lips. 

But as quick as those words floated into the air, she turned on her heel and was leaving their sight with the simple padding of her feet following after her. At first, no one lunged in her direction to stop her, but the 'leader' finally took a step her way. 

“What are you doing.” It was more of a command for her to respond. This mysterious woman wasn't going to get away with just saving them and then wondering off on her own. 

She didn't respond to the male and only continued to walk away from where she left them on the hill, “Hope! You can't just save us and then leave us!” 

Those words seemed to stop her dead in her tracks, white fabric kicking up in the wind as she turned her head just a tad. 

“Hope..?” The blonde male gave his female companion a strange look but she didn't mind at all, she was too busy rushing back down the hill. Apparently, that was her new name, a nickname.  This girl had come up with it with her raging imagination. 

“You're going back there all alone! D-Did you see those things? They hoard together and in a city it's the worse! Haven't you seen the movies? Going back alone is reckless.” The gurgles of the dead echoed back past the buildings of the once livable city. A place the masked one called home at one point.

“No...it's not.” 

The soft voice of hers drifted among the wind once more before she continued on her way, the green hued female was held back from chasing after 'Hope' by the leader of the group, his calloused hand placed firmly on her shoulder. What else could they do? It was her choice to stay or not.