"Sorry, but I'll be taking it from here, little brother…" a heavy voice echoed through the darkness, accompanied by the ominous glow of two crimson orbs flickering ominously in the distance. Eren's heart sank as confusion gripped him. "What… the hell?" he thought, a sense of dread pooling in his stomach.
Before he could fully process the threat, a strange chill coursed down Eren's spine, instinctively alerting him to danger. A barrage of jagged rocks erupted from the shadows, hurtling toward him like a storm of deadly projectiles, tearing through the dense forest with a ferocious intensity.
"Watch out, Eren!" Levi's voice rang out like a warning bell, but his timing was slightly off. In an instant, one of the larger rocks pierced Eren's abdomen, a jolt of pain shooting through him. Levi, quick to react, darted forward and caught him, guiding him behind the thick barks of the trees, which stood as a fragile shield against the chaos unfolding around them.
"Oi… You alright?" Levi asked, his brow furrowed with concern as he assessed the damage. Eren, however, was lost in his thoughts, the pain intensifying his focus. His teeth clenched against the throbbing ache. "Yeah, just… just a scratch. It'll heal soon…" he replied, determination lacing his words despite the agony coursing through him.
"Levi, this is far more shitty than I ever imagined but..... But we both are damn well aware that our squad won't stand a chance against that bitch.... They won't be able to reach the cannons on time... Their gas tanks won't.... Won't allow them to... Take out the female titan... I'll handle the rest here..."
Levi's eyes widened in surprise his voice low," I know but... I can't leave you here...." Eren reassured him," Just trust me... I'll be able to pull it off...." Levi's gaze darted to Eren's wound which had almost healed.
Levi nodded, his expression a mix of worry and understanding. He knew Eren was hurt, but he also trusted in his ability to recover. "Just don't push yourself too hard," he cautioned, the bond between them palpable in the tense air. As Levi prepared to launch himself back into the fray, Eren steeled himself, knowing that the real battle was just beginning. The stakes had never been higher, and he was determined to rise to the challenge, no matter the cost.
"Focus all your energy, Yeager..." Eren murmured under his breath, his eyes alight with a fierce, boiling rage. The death of the scouts, those innocent comrades caught in the crossfire, weighed heavily on his soul. The acrid scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the earthy tang of shattered debris. Rising to his feet, Eren stood tall before his enemies, his gaze locking onto the Beast Titan and the Cart Titan at its side. They were his targets now.
Sigh…
Eren took a deep breath, centering himself, his half-lidded eyes now fully open and focused, cutting through the chaos like blades. In his hands, his swords were held in a reverse grip, their sharp edges gleaming in the light. He braced himself just as the Beast Titan hurled another handful of crushed debris toward him, aiming to take him down.
Without hesitation, Eren maneuvered his ODM gear with precision, slicing through the air as he weaved sharply between the deadly projectiles. His movements were fluid and fast, each shift of his body calculated, each dodge narrowly avoiding disaster.
The Beast Titan, clearly surprised, quickly crushed another two large rocks in its enormous hands, hurling them with even more force toward the advancing Eren. But Eren, like a force of nature, was undeterred. He danced through the hail of destruction, moving with a speed that seemed impossible, his every motion fueled by a relentless drive to destroy the enemy before him. His focus was singular, burning with purpose.
Another round of debris came hurtling toward him, but Eren didn't falter. He moved in both directions so fast that the stones seemed to miss him by mere inches, his speed and skill on full display. His eyes, sharp as ever, caught every movement, every shift of the Beast Titan's massive form.
Sensing the urgency of the situation, the Cart Titan, its sharp teeth gleaming, lunged forward, aiming to snatch Eren out of the air thinking that Eren was distracted by war chief's attacks. Its massive jaws widened, ready to clamp down, but Eren's mind raced ahead. He wasn't going to let that monster catch him. Not today.
"Idiot..." Zeke Kruger inside the Beast Titan warned, but it was already too late. Eren spun with ferocious speed entering the titan, his blades carving clean through the Cart Titan's insides. He moved like a whirlwind, emerging from its back in one smooth motion. In the next instant, still mid-air, he slashed through every limb of the Cart Titan with surgical precision.
The torso of the Cart Titan crashed to the ground, writhing in agony. Deep, jagged cuts marred its pale skin, now stained crimson, painting the grass beneath it with splashes of blood. Eren, hovering for a moment, looked down on the broken figure beneath him with cold indifference.
"That all?" he muttered, effortlessly dodging another barrage of debris as he descended toward the wreckage of the Cart Titan. His eyes gleamed with deadly intent as he neared, ready to finish the job. But something about Pieck's lack of resistance gnawed at the back of his mind.
"Why isn't she transforming? What's gotten into her? Does she have a death wish?" Zeke, watching from a distance, wondered as he prepared another handful of rocks. But it was too late for that now.
While Eren was inside the Cart Titan's body his sharp blades slashed through Pieck's body from within, Eren with a clean cut at the nape exposed the fully wounded Pieck Finger. Her mangled form spilled out from the titan's carcass, limbs severed and her face contorted in unbearable agony. Blood oozed from every vital spot, her breaths shallow and pained.
"Hey bitch" Eren whispered, his voice cold as ice as he crouched down near her. Her dull, lifeless eyes met his, barely able to hold his gaze.
"However, this is as far as you go..." Eren murmured, pressing one of his blades against her neck, the sharp edge glinting in the sunlight. His other hand twisted into her long, dark hair, gripping it tightly. Pieck, weakened and unable to respond, knew her end was near. The agony on her face deepened as Eren loomed over her, the weight of death hanging in the air between them.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!" The Beast Titan roared, hurling another barrage of debris. Eren's eyes widened in shock as he swiftly took cover behind a thick tree, the shattered rocks splintering wood and sending dirt flying everywhere.
"Is he insane? Does he intend to kill his own comrade?" Eren thought, glancing over at the mangled form of Pieck lying helpless on the blood-soaked ground. His heart raced, but his focus remained sharp.
"Eren!!" A voice cut through the chaos, commanding and urgent. It was Erwin, accompanied by Miche and several other scouts, desperately trying to reach the injured Armored Titan. Zeke, however, continued to rain destruction down, keeping them at bay.
"Don't kill her... we need her!" Erwin's voice rang out. Eren clenched his jaw, his frustration evident, but he understood the order. With a firm nod, he slammed Pieck's weakened figure to the ground, her body crumpling beneath the force. She groaned in agony, her breath ragged, as his foot pressed down on her abdomen.
Lowering his face to hers, Eren's eyes bore into her partially open ones, his voice dripping with menace. "Now listen, bitch... don't you dare move from here. Got it?" His words were sharp and cold as he drew two blades and plunged them into her flesh, pinning her to the muddy ground beneath.
"GYAHHHHHHHHH!" Pieck's scream of anguish echoed through the air, sending chills down the spines of those nearby. Eren barely flinched, pulling out a new set of blades, his gaze shifting towards the Beast Titan.
"It's your turn, monkey..." Eren muttered under his breath, his lips curling into a sly grin. A bright idea sparked in his mind. He still had some strength left for a fake out transformation, and he was saving it for Zeke.
Using the trees for momentum, Eren shot upward, his ODM gear propelling him high above the battlefield. He ascended swiftly, reaching nearly 100 meters above the ground, positioning himself directly above the Beast Titan. Zeke, unaware of Eren's presence, continued hurling debris, unaware of the danger looming overhead.
Sigh
Eren took a deep breath, steadying himself, before biting into his hand. A flash of light erupted from his body as his transformation began. Above the battlefield, the torso of his partially formed titan plummeted toward the Beast Titan. Zeke looked up, his hand still gripping the debris. As he grinned.
"Do you really think this'll do anything to me, little one " Zeke muttered sarcastically, hurling a fresh barrage of rocks towards the descending titan form. The debris slashed and shredded through the flesh and bone of Eren's partial titan body, tearing it apart mid-air.
However, Zeke had underestimated his opponent. Eren's move was nothing but a diversion.
"AGHHH..." The Beast Titan grunted, his realization coming too late. In a swift, precise strike, Eren, using his ODM gear, severed the Beast Titan's legs and arms in one fluid motion. Zeke, feeling the sharp sting of his body being dismantled, tried to harden his titan form his nape. "I'll harden... I can make it in time..." His mind raced, but before he could even begin, Eren closed in from above.
With deadly precision, Eren slashed through the titan's nape, pulling Zeke's human form from the titan's flesh as if ejecting him from his shell. Blood sprayed in the air, mingling with the dirt and debris that covered the battlefield. Zeke's azure eyes widened, filled with disbelief as Eren severed his limbs with the same ruthless precision, ensuring his energy will be used to regenerate and he won't be able to initiate another transformation.
Eren landed before his brother, looking down at Zeke, his voice cold and calculated. "Hey, big brother"
Zeke, panting, his strength drained, could barely muster a response, his mind swirling in confusion. "How do you know...?"
Before he could finish, Eren drove his blades through Zeke's chest, impaling his heart with brutal accuracy. Zeke's body went limp, the life draining from him as he closed his eyes darkness shrouding his vision. In a matter of seconds, Eren had annihilated two titan wielders, his eyes now burning with determination as the battle raged on around him.
"Retrieve the Armored Titan..." Erwin commanded, his pride for Eren never fading as his gaze locked onto his vice commander. Eren, panting heavily, returned the smile, though his mind was focused. He knew there was more to handle. Reiner Braun, still inside the mangled remains of his exposed nape, regained consciousness. With a sharp bite to his hand, he initiated a second transformation, fury driving his actions.
"Eren Yeager...HOW DARE YOU HURT WAR CHIEF!!! MOTHERFUCKER, I'LL KILL YOU! " Reiner roared, his Titan form emerging once again, larger and more ferocious. His enraged eyes locked onto Eren, who was now standing hundreds of meters away, clutching both Pieck by the neck and Zeke by the hair. Eren's eyes, however, were cold and dead, filled only with a grim determination as his thoughts swirled in the chaos.
"KNEEL, FUCKER!" Eren's voice sliced through the battlefield like a knife. The air crackled with electricity, a surge of raw power radiating from him that made everyone around feel as though their very bones were vibrating.
Reiner, fighting against the force pulling him down, grunted in agony. "Ah... What the hell is happening to me?" Despite his willpower, his Titan form began to buckle, and, as if against his own instincts, he collapsed onto his knees, submitting before Eren for the first time.
"You... you possess the Coordinates?" Zeke whispered, his body twitching as he resisted the hold Eren had on him. His words were strained, shock filling his voice as he realized the truth. Eren Yeager, the one they underestimated, wielded the power of the Founding Titan.
"Shut your mouth," Eren spat, tightening his grip on Zeke's hair. With a surge of power, electricity coursed through Zeke's body, paralyzing him completely. His muscles seized, his mouth clamped shut, and his body fell limp under Eren's control.
Erwin, standing on the edge of the battlefield, watched in awe, unable to tear his gaze away from the scene. He whispered, more to himself than anyone else, "Just who are you, Yeager? " A grin slowly spread across Erwin's face as the realization hit him—Eren was no longer just another soldier. He was their savior, their final gambit in a war against annihilation.
The very sight was surreal, enough to rob anyone of their senses. Eren Yeager, just a 15-year-old boy, clutching two Titan wielders—one by the neck and the other by the hair—while the Armored Titan knelt before him in submission. It was a scene no one could have ever imagined, let alone witnessed.
"COMMANDER ZEKEEEEE!" a voice screeched from the distance. A mysterious figure, face obscured by a hood, maneuvered through the chaos with their ODM gear. Eren's eyes widened shining like glistening emeralds in the fading light. Yet another wielder showed up ready to fight against Eren. Will he be able to defeat Eren or will he end up up like others?