"Abandoned: p1"
‼️Warnings‼️
•Violence
•Guns
•Gore
•Swearing
•Death
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Third Person POV
"What do you mean they want you dead?"
(F/n) asked her husband.
"It's all a plan to get Eren. That bitch Annie and her sidekicks are after us, (f/n). That's why you have to leave... For yours and (s/n)'s safety."
He held on to her hands tightly.
"L-Levi... I don't want to leave you! Come with us then!"
"I can't... if I go with you, then we'll all be dead."
Tears flowed freely from her (e/c) eyes.
"I-I'm sorry (f/n)... I'm sorry!"
"I don't care how much you want me to leave. I'm not going anywhere, Levi."
Levi embraced her in a hug.
"I-I know..."
He whispered into her hair.
"Daddy? Why is mommy crying?"
(S/n) walked into the living room.
"(S-S/n)... It's late. You need to go back to sleep."
Levi responded, pulling away from (f/n).
"But why's mommy crying?"
The little three-year-old boy asked again, rubbing his eyes.
"...Mommy's fine. Let's get you back to bed."
"Okay daddy."
He yawned, letting Levi pick him up.
He paused on the first stair step to look back over at (f/n).
She dried her eyes off and lied down on the couch.
Levi inaudibly sighed to himself, proceeding up the stairs.
"Goodnight daddy."
(S/n)'s (e/c) eyes started to weigh down.
"Goodnight little buddy."
Levi faintly smiled, ruffling his black hair.
(S/n) giggled and fell asleep not long after.
Levi left the room and went to finish talking with (f/n).
When he came down the stairs, he saw that she was asleep on the couch.
A sad grin graced his lips as he slowly lifted her up to put her in bed.
After gently placing her down, he kissed her forehead and covered her with the blanket.
It had been a few days since Levi told (f/n) about what was happening and he was getting ready to leave instead. It was early in the morning and Hanji was over as well.
"You're coming back, right?"
Hanji asked him.
"Not sure... If they get Annie and her gang then yes. But for now I'm unsure."
He answers.
(F/n) sat quietly at the kitchen table, listening to their conversation.
"What about (s/n)? He'll be devastated!"
Hanji questions.
"I know. But this is just for everybody's safety."
A few minutes pass and he was ready to go. He gets the small bag he packed and says his goodbyes.
"Please be careful..."
(F/n) whispers into his ear as they embraced each other.
"Always. Same to you and (s/n) as well. I'll be back as soon as I can."
He whispers back to her, placing a small kiss to her temple before pulling away to hug their son bye as well.
Five seconds out the door, he gets ambushed. Shouting, he tries fighting them off, grabbing Hanji and (f/n)'s attention.
"(F/n) we need to hide! Grab (s/n)!"
Hanji shouts after glancing out a window.
"What- why?"
(F/n) swiftly gets up from the kitchen table, looking into Hanji's panicked eyes.
"Grab (s/n)! Now! Go hide!"
The tall woman repeats, running to barricade the front door and windows.
(F/n) simply nods, a bit confused, before ascending the staircase to look for (s/n).
"Sweetie! Come here!"
She calls, looking around and heading to his small room and spotting him near the window.
"Mommy why's there people hugging daddy?"
The little boy asks turning around to face his mother.
(F/n) rushes over, taking a glance out his window and gasping. That was definitely not hugging of any sort.
"S-Shit, come on!"
She stutters, picking her son up and bolting back into the hallway.
"Ok, ok, where do we go... where can we hide..."
(F/n) mumbles to herself, frantically eyeing every wall. She got an idea and made a b-line for her bedroom, shuffling inside the little closet.
Probably not the smartest place to go, but it was the best thing she could think of.
The two sit on the floor, stuffed behind the double wooden doors. (F/n)'s breath heavy with each pant, swallowing every few seconds.
"Mommy what are we doing?"
(S/n) asks, quickly getting shushed by (f/n).
"S-Sorry... auntie Hanji just said we need to hide and be quiet for a little..."
She whispers, eyes never leaving the small crack between the doors.
(S/n) nods and twiddles his thumbs, waiting to leave.
(F/n) had no idea where Hanji was now, hoping she was alright. Maybe she ran to get help? Or maybe she threw herself into the fight to save Levi.
Seconds started to feel like minutes. The minutes feeling like hours now. It was completely silent besides the occasional breeze knocking a nearby tree's branches against the bedroom window.
(F/n) was about to get up, pushing one of the narrow doors open to peek out. Surely it's been awhile, right?
As she stood up,
one
...
two
...
three
shots echoed from outside.
(F/n) couldn't hold back the scream she let out, turning around to snatch (s/n) from the wardrobe.
A pound and slam sounded from the first floor, startling the young woman as she quickly worked on the window latch with trembling hands.
"Open! Open! O-Open please!"
She quietly begs, frequently checking over her shoulder at the locked bedroom door.
(S/n) stood by her feet, watching the door and looking up at her.
"Mommy who's here? Is that daddy?"
He questions.
(F/n) was preoccupied with trying to make their escape, eventually getting the latch off, pulling the window wide open.
"C-Come on! We have to jump!"
She whispers, picking him up, looking out through the window. The drop was pretty far down, thankfully some hay and crates were bellow the window so they wouldn't be hitting straight ground.
"M-Mommy's gonna go first and then I'll catch you! Ok?!"
She looks at him in the eye, heart beating loud enough to fill her ears while the intruders made their way up the stairs.
"O-Ok."
(S/n) nods nervously. He wasn't quite the fan of heights.
"No... no, you should go first. You need to be safe. It wouldn't be very motherly for me to get out first when you're in danger."
(F/n) says to herself, looking back up at her son.
"(S/n), I need you to jump out and land on the hay. I'll come out right after you and you're away from the landing. Do you understand?"
She says slowly to him.
"B-But mommy I'm scared!"
He whispers, not daring to look behind him as he sat on the windowsill.
"(S/n) you have to! Do you understand? You have to go first!"
She orders, her tone more desperate.
"M-Mommy I don't want to!"
The boy sniffles, eyes welling with tears.
"(S-S/n) you have to jump!"
(F/n) chokes out, feeling her own tears threaten her lash line.
(S/n) shakes his head, trembling on words as he tries to convince her that he can't do it.
Just as (f/n) was about to repeat herself for the third time, the bedroom door was kicked opened. (F/n)'s head snapped around, eyes growing large when she met three rifles pointed at them from the doorway.
"(S/n, go-!"
She screams, just about to face him again but was struck in the forehead.
(S/n) screams as his mother was shot right in front of him. Her limp body toppling over him, sending the both of them out the second story window.
(S/n) just barely landed in the hay stack, going all the way through. Thankfully it broke his fall so the impact to the ground wasn't so bad.
(F/n) however missed. The loud crack of her skull meeting the hard cobblestone of the small path behind their house haunted his ears.
(S/n) laid at the bottom of the haystack shaking with fear, knowing but also not knowing if his mom was ok. He didn't want to get out and check. He was too scared to move or breathe. One breath might alert the bad guys that he was still alive.
So his smart little 3 year old brain needed to pretend to be dead as well so they wouldn't find and shoot him.
By the time an estimated twenty minutes had passed, he was well aware that his mommy was gone. The faint sound of horse shoes against the path clicked in his mind, suddenly realizing it might be help.
The little boy slowly and quietly crawled out of the hay, keeping his attention forward and not looking towards his mom.
(S/n) scans the deserted area, no one was around anymore. In the distance he saw a group of horses and riders heading his way though.
Behind the riders, were large green capes. Almost resembling his dad's.
He quickly jumps around and waves his arms, sniffling again. His nose was runny and his red cheeks were stained from the tears he silently shed while hiding.
The riders quickly come over, stopping near the boy and jumping off. Hanji was with them!
Hanji runs over to (s/n), grabbing his shoulders.
"(S/n)! Are you ok?! Where's your mom? Did she get taken?!"
Hanji asks frantically, not taking a single breath between sentences.
(S/n) could only let out a loud wail of a sob between his quivering lips, grabbing onto her jacket as he buried his face in her chest.
Commander Erwin stepped forward, surveying the area. His blue eyes landing on a corpse that was badly manipulated.
Scrunching his nose with a cringe, he turns his eyes away, pitying the small child.
Hanji didn't know what happened but when she looked up at Erwin and Mike, she knew the answer.
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EDIT: hey dudes so you saw this notification in your feed because I always had a vision for this one shot's main setting and I wanted to sketch it out so you guys could get a visual for what your home looks like! (Top picture)
(The window in the top right with the open shutter is where the shit went downhill 🤡)
Y'all idek when I started writing this but I know it's been more than a year! I remember starting and never finishing and I just out of nowhere felt like giving this chapter the justice it deserves and finished it :')
I hope you guys enjoy it in the slightest even tho it's p sad and like... does anyone still read this book? Or watch AOT? ;-;
Anyway that's all for now! I'd love to write more one shots in the future if I'm not busy :>
Always feel free to drop a suggestion! I wanna resurrect this book.
~AlpineBreadStick