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|Ch. 3 PART 1: Kidnapped| Her Forgotten Past //AOT fanfic//

~A/N~ The sass in this omggg. Btw... YES, this is a slow burn ship. It’s gonna be one hell of a ride 👀🌹

The desert around us was harsh and unforgiving. My mouth felt like sandpaper, but I already had a turn with the water canteen, and I didn't want to be that one annoying and needy person, so asking for more was out of the question.

Brief explanation as to why we were in a desert traveling with horses: Instructor Shadis rounded us up this morning and told us we were doing a special kind of training today. He split all the cadets into two groups, and gave each group horses and a map. We were to make a trip to a specific destination, meet up there, trade information about the trip, and then split again and return back to the training camp. Simple, right?

Thats what I thought too. But the second I was placed into my group I knew this would be a pain in the ass. Here's who was in my group: Armin Arlert, Marco Bodt, Mina Carolina, Sasha Braus, Connie Springer, Krista Lenz, and the ever so classy Eren Jaeger and Jean Kirschtein.

Those last two started bickering the moment we left.

"So we're not allowed to rush?" Marco asked. Sweat beads rolled down his forehead.

Armin shook his head, looking at his pad and pencil to write down our progress. He was given the role of record-keeper. He basically had to give a non-biased and honest record of our struggles and advantages during this training. Him and I stuck together at the front of the group with our horses. I was given the role of leader, which was in truth my worst nightmare. I'm better at taking care of myself. That's the way it's always been. I don't want people to expect stuff from me, and I certainly didn't want to be held responsible if something goes wrong. Besides... the last thing I wanted to do was babysit Jean and Eren.

"We'd be stupid if we did rush." Jean said with a yawn. He obviously didn't plan on taking this training seriously. "We can take our time."

Here we go, I thought.

"You don't know your lower limit." Eren said and scoffed. "If you're taking it slow, then I'm going ahead." He tapped his horse's side and trotted faster.

"But the formation of the group..." Marco tried to argue. He looked at Jean as if to say 'Do something!'.

Jean clicked his tongue. "Like I care! Extra effort here won't get me into the Military Police."

I sighed. 30 more kilometers to go... I wasn't sure if I could take any more of this.

Tap, tap, tap! The horses' hooves wasn't the only noise in the area. We all looked to our right, and saw a fairly large lizard amongst some rocks. It appeared to be following us.

"Looks like that lizard's joining us on the same path." Jean said.

"They're pretty rare." Marco commented.

"They're delicious, you know!"

We all looked at Sasha quizzically. The girl seemed to know exactly what she said, though. "They are!" She said, positive. "My family and I used to eat them. They taste like chicken!"

"What haven't you eaten..." I muttered. Armin heard and he suppressed a laugh.

"You can cook?" Jean asked Sasha.

"Of course. Piece of cake!" She said.

"Alright, then!"

Next thing I know, Jean raced past me on his horse, galloping towards the lizard.

"Oi!" I yelled. "You're breaking the formation, Kirschtein!"

He looked back over his shoulder. "If hunting for food is part of this training, then what's better than getting that lizard?"

This was precisely what we didn't need. Distractions. What's worse is Eren went after him, making the situation even more burdening. Now I had two idiots chasing a stray animal.

"Damn it, Jaeger!" I said and pulled the reigns on my horse, going after them. What did I do to deserve this? If only I could've been placed in Annie's group...

Jean drew out his ODM blades once the lizard was within reach. He smiled hungrily and brought his blade down, but only to produce a sharp clink sound. It had come in contact with Eren's blade instead. The lizard scuttled away, probably grateful that it had been protected.

An argument formed between the two. I dismounted my horse and marched up to them, hands on my hips.

"This isn't a game!" Eren told him.

"We don't even have an Instructor!" Jean said. "This so-called training isn't getting us anywhere!"

"Drop it! You're acting like brats." I said angrily.

"Look who's talking..." Eren mumbled under his breath, not making eye contact, but I still heard him clearly.

I folded my arms. "You wanna say that louder, Jaeger?"

Tensions were riding high. Marco also dismounted his horse, walking up to us. "Guys, we need to stop! If we continue this it'll have to be recorded. Don't write anything yet, Armin!" He said.

The pencil trembled in Armin's hand. He looked torn between his duty and his friend's wishes.

"Write down 'Jean Kirschtein tries to get food during the training, but gets interrupted by Eren Jaeger.' " Jean told him.

Eren gritted his teeth. "You bastard."

"Don't talk to him like that." I said.

"Why not?"

"Because I said so. Now shut up."

"Make me."

"ITS DELICIOUS!"

We all jumped. With incredulous faces we turned to look at none other than Sasha. Her mind was obviously somewhere else, still fantasizing about the lizard who was probably long gone by now.

I stand by my case... this girl definitely needs help.

Eren's eyes landed on me again. "Listen, I don't know what you have against me. Is it because you're friends with horseface, here?" He gestured to Jean.

Jean turned livid. "What did you say?"

"Of course not! I have a mind of my own. You clearly have something against me. Drop the macho act for once. Or are you still butthurt that I beat you in hand-to-hand combat?" I shot back.

Eren seemed to recall the event, and his cheeks turned a deep shade of pink. He was at a loss for words. The others stared at us in disbelief, a few of them snickering.

"Eren, is that true?" Connie asked.

"Wow." Jean said, evidently trying to contain his laughter.

"And why are you guys so surprised?" I snapped, and seeing the look on my face, the teasing ceased immediately. It was replaced by an awkward silence. I sighed deeply, feeling a migraine coming on. I looked to the sky and checked the position of the sun. Afternoon. We were wasting time.

"From now on, you guys listen to me. Got it? No chasing after lizards, no sidetracking— nothing. Is that understood?" I said strictly.

They all nodded, Eren a little reluctantly.

"Let's get moving."

* * *

Five hours later we were all huddled around a fire, our sleeping bags stretched out on the ground and our horses tied to nearby trees, helping themselves to some wild grass while we helped ourselves to canned rations. The overall mood was dull and humdrum. My eyes blinked slowly as I sat on a log, blanket thrown lazily over me, chin supported on my hand, watching the dancing flames.

"So this is what squad rations taste like..." Jean droned, picking at his canned food with distaste.

Sasha sighed. "It would've been better if we caught that lizard."

"Enough." He said immediately. "I've heard enough about lizards."

Just as I'd expected, Eren spoke up. "Weren't you hunting one just now?"

I rolled my eyes. One of these days, I'm sure, I'm going to roll my eyes so hard that I'll go permanently blind. And who will I blame? These two idiots.

Jean tossed away his half-eaten stale bread, a sign that he was officially fed up. Mentally. Not physically, which was another contributor to his bad attitude. Everyone shared exhausted looks, knowing what would come next. "Well, we are supposed to hunt titans." He said.

"And what do you mean by that?" Eren shot back. They both stood up and glared at each other. "Why did you even join the Training Corps?!"

"To live something better than a humble life, at least!"

The brunet's lips curled into a sneer. "Some things can be tolerated, others can't!"

I ran a hand through my hair, wondering how the other group was getting along, and if they had encountered any problems. I saw Armin grab his pencil and pad worriedly as the argument continued, but I made no effort to stop him. Marco did.

"Oh, come on, Armin. It's just a chat during mealtime!" The freckled boy tried to persuade him.

As if that was going to convince anyone. It only got worse.

"You think that when a real Titan shows up the results of training will pay off?" Jean scoffed. "Good luck to—"

Eren lunged at him, fisting his collar. "That's enough from you!"

They ensued a brawl, shoving and aiming for punches.

"Stop it!" Krista cried out.

"H-how about we actually hunt lizards instead?" Sasha suggested nervously. "You'll feel better after that!"

Are you kidding me? Enough. I grabbed a signal flare from my belt and didn't hesitate, aiming and shooting straight at Jean and Eren. The popping sound made them jump apart just in time to avoid the green jet of smoke. It zoomed between them and past the trees, deep into the forest. There it goes..., I thought, wasted. But wasted well.

Everyone turned to look at me, startled. I stood up and ripped the blanket off me indignantly, throwing it to the ground. I saw Eren gulp as I approached him and Jean, pointing at them with the now empty flare canister. "That's it. Im done with you two and your never-ending fights." I said angrily, "Look at yourselves! You should be ashamed. Everyone else is doing a great job at participating in this training. Everyone. Even Sasha!"

"Hey!" Sasha said, pouting.

Admittedly, I didn't really think that last part through. "Sorry," I told her, and returned to scolding Jean and Eren. "But seriously.... You two are bringing us down. I'd grade everyone else an A and you guys would be the only ones with a fucking F. Especially you, Jaeger." I looked at the tan, teal-eyed boy. "You're constantly criticizing Jean for not contributing fairly to the group and yet you make things worse by starting petty fights! The damn titans are outside the wall, not here! So why fight your comrade?"

By the time I was done there was only a shred of pride left in his expression. He was no longer vexed. In fact, by the way he looked down at his feet, I'd say he was realizing the truth in my words.

"Heh." Jean folded his arms.

"And don't get me started on you," I slapped his shoulder. He yelped. "You're no better than him! So stop acting all high and mighty. We all want comfort and idleness, Jean. Hell, I want to get into the Military Police too. But I'll let you know," I jabbed at his chest. "They don't accept slackers."

Silence. The others shared looks of second-hand embarrassment.

"I need a break." I said and spun on my heel, walking off and away from our camp setup, leaving them behind.

I didn't know how long it had been since I left them. At first I only meant it to last a couple minutes, but sitting now besides my horse, a stunning caramel and white-spotted colt, I figured they were all probably asleep. The moon provided soft, gentle and soothing rays of light amidst the enshrouding darkness of the forest. It was quiet here. Quieter than it could ever be in our group. Maybe I could just stay here, sleep, and return to them in the morning. Maybe I'll apologize to Jean and Eren for losing my temper. Maybe.

I stroked my horse's well-groomed coat, resting my head against his muzzle, listening to his peaceful, rumbling breathing. Perfection. My mind and body relaxed and I felt myself drift into sleep. Listless... unbothered...

Unguarded.

Then my horse started to act up. The creature's breathing became rough and alert, nostrils flaring. It was when he started jerking his head that I finally woke up, bleary eyed and confused. "Whoa boy," I hushed, trying to calm him down. "What is it?"

A twig snapped. I sensed a presence behind me and my blood ran cold. The second I turned around a large rifle bashed the side of my head mercilessly. The last thing I remembered was wincing and touching the injured spot, bringing my hand down to see red on my fingers, and losing consciousness.

End of Chapter 3 PART 1

#eren yeager #Eren Jaeger #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #eren x oc #levi #levi ackerman #corporal #survey corps #titan #titan shifter #Mikasa Ackerman #armin arlert

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