The Empire of Titans Chapter 87 (Yelena) (Patreon)

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When Yelena thought of the face of a god, images of marble statues of men with the finest physique from the stories came to mind. Perfect people, flawless in craft, smoothed out without wrinkles. These gods and goddesses of old were intangible and simply too fairytale-like.

They never wanted anything to do with the ephemerals in their daily lives. Her fellow Volunteer, Onyankopon, happened to believe in a Creator who was no better than these pantheons who distanced Itself from the children It spawned.

She never found any particular comfort in religions telling her what to do or how to act. The Marleyan people's traditional faith had long been conquered and wiped out during the height of the Eldian Empire anyway. A few revivalists sprung up here and there but never fully grounded.

Most of the people were secular or only vaguely spiritual, cursing out in the name of a god after stubbing one's toe or wishing an enemy to be tormented by the high sea winds in the afterlife. Otherwise, it was all just a myth to explain the world around them.

And yet... It was all rather boring. Her parents scolded her for reading too many adventure stories, which she had to resign from doing in secrecy when she wasn't being trained to take over the family vineyard business.

What was the point of a successful grape harvest if there was nobody to give tribute to and an excuse grander than mere exhaustion to drink three days straight?

Why couldn't there be gorgeous lights illuminating windows every day of the year without anybody judging for being the "wrong season"? And to whom would one give thanks for a safe voyage where even the captain despaired as the waves rocked the ship? At least she wasn't like those poor, poor Eldian "Subjects of Ymir'' who were placed into camps around the world who had absolutely nothing to go off of.

They were forbidden to teach their own people's customs and history prior to the Great Titan War, let alone celebrate anything good about themselves because of some of the followers of that one King hiding on some island preparing to strike back.

No matter what a Marleyan did wrong, a Marleyan's wrongs were more right than an Eldian's right doings, so she was taught growing up in school civic and history courses because a Marleyan was not capable of turning into a hideous mindless monster. Everything was ultimately their fault, which was bullshit. It was so laughable. But did most of the free population care? Of course not. They were too busy celebrating yet another victory, and none of them were on the frontlines to witness it.

Didn't they want a victory they could boast about themselves for generations to come when they would reflect on themselves and take pride in their ancestors? They could have at least taken a look at the little children being made to partake in combat for a chance to win a Titan Shifter. Such innocent little things whose existence was a bomb were always in danger of blowing up. Yelena had seen a class of them once when she peered into the Internment Zone while on a visit to Liberio for a university course.

They looked just like any other person, only that what made them dangerous was in their blood, naked to the human eye and only detectable by a blood test. But was the government doing anything to find a treatment? Of course not. They were only good for weaponry. Some politicians proposed gassing them or lining them up once they reached a certain age to face a rain of bullets, to which she realized she did not want to standby passively anymore.

She had to save them somehow. After that, she attended a meeting at a Marleyan run Eldian Rights Committee to discuss a bill proposed by a Marleyan senator. Oh, what tragic photographs of starving children stuck in internment zones in the Mideast, even though none of them had inherited a Titan at birth! She would have barged her way in to save the innocent little lambs had she had the means! Some planted protesters by the opposition caused quite a ruckus, but it was exhilarating to witness the conflict, the heat of the moment, the feeling of being on the correct side, proof of a silent majority! But that thrill wore off quickly.

She needed to be more directly involved. There was no way for her to participate in liberating internees directly, but she could start with freeing other territories occupied by the non-devils. She'd just have to give up everything from her privileged background and come up with an interesting story.

She moved her inheritance to another bank and sent her family a last letter, thanking them for taking care of her but cursing them for their complacency, and let herself be conscripted after traveling to a Marleyan-occupied territory. Yelena and the other conscripts trained hard, pledging allegiance to the Jewel of the Sea. She spent time socializing with each of them to create the perfect little squadron of rebels, finding who was the most hurt, the most spirited, and the most willing to fight the oppressor.

She made it clear she was the leader, and anybody who defied her would face heavy consequences. They learned quickly after the first few bodies fell. Yet over the years, there were few glorious victories. Some of Onyankopon's country's Marleyan-occupied territories had been returned, but most of that was due to peace treaties and a deal to hand over any Eldians among them. But Kivuli was a disaster in 851.

A site of historic significance was lost. Many combatants chose death over being conscripted to Marley's side. And then they were plunged into the Mideast War about a year after it had started. Their failures piled up, and some expressed a desire to disband and surrender.

Yelena could excuse their despair and withheld her weapon, for even she herself was taken aback by the strength of the colossus power that extended its hand from sea to sea. She decided then and there that there couldn't possibly be a god out there was just an ideal projected and given life by the most hopeless of souls.

That is, until the day she met War Chief Zeke Jaeger face to face, her expectations of what a god could be were defied. He had rescued them from their capsized craft and won Marley a victory that day. He sent them a letter as they recovered, requesting the audience of the ones he considered truly heroic.

His Titan form was beastly, to say the least, and his human body was... simply human. His face was friendly and masculine, almost like a teacher she once had, but much hairier. His blue eyes behind his spectacles were inquisitive and always studying objects or people in front of him. As he congratulated the Volunteers, Yelena noted he was paying close attention to her.

He asked her to stay as the others departed. He offered her a cigar to smoke, which she happily took. Any item touched by him brought her closer to him.

"Madame Yelena, your ruthlessness and bravery is unmatched among the Marleyan military, even as a foreign conscript. I must say, even the brass is more conservative in ensuring there are as few losses among us Eldian devils as possible, yet you are willing to sacrifice your comrades over a simple question of strategy."

"It does not make me happy to see so many lives lost," Yelena sighed and inhaled to coat her lungs with cold fumes.

"Just for the greater good. Defectors take up too much of my time when lives are slipping away."

"A tragedy, isn't it? The little kinks and miscalculations in otherwise seamless plans can set back a military for months, or even years. Why, nobody could have anticipated only one of my Warrior Unit returning out of the four sent to the devil's paradise with two Shifters lost entirely because the brass did not take into account that a mindless Titan would awaken under their feet and devour the most reliable of them and steal his power." Zeke puffed a cloud of smoke out as if he were a mighty wyvern, comparable to the beast he was.

"And look at us now. No Coordinate, more losses. All we can do is trim the fat off the cow as it grazes and hope for the best as we train our new Jaw and our new candidates for when the torch is passed." Oh, Marley was still placing its future in the hands of little children from the cradle? Would those idiots ever learn? It was as effective as throwing a newborn into a pit of vipers to retrieve a lost pocket watch.

She'd teach them a lesson, but to do that, she'd have to suffer for them—a noble cause for people who didn't have a voice. For even the War Chief to be speaking only as scripted by the Marleyan military here would not have been a surprise to Yelena, their own little puppet. She thought she could give him a push here to think on his own, encouragement to escape his own wretched condition.

After all, it wasn't his fault he was born with a whorish daughter of Ymir's blood in his veins. "Devils are much more cunning than they look. They only think about killing, killing, killing . Perhaps Marley can be better prepared for the next batch to go."

Zeke blinked. "If only the general populace understood just what lives on that island. You shouldn't believe everything you read in the newspapers when you see the descriptor to label the inhabitants. 'Devil' would not encompass the gravity of the situation."

"What would you describe them as?"

Without a moment of hesitation, he replied. "Unfortunate People."

Yelena almost dropped her cigar. Was anybody listening to this from outside? She didn't want him to be "stripped" of his only reason, which made him worthy of tax dollars being spent on keeping him complacent.

"Of course, yes. They are of the same blood as you. Just brought up to believe the world should be trampled lest anybody touch that island. Surely only a devil would believe that and not those who have made atonement."

Zeke chortled. "'Of course, yes.'" He mimicked her.

What did he find so funny about that? "Unfortunate People' do indeed need some sense whipped into them. Poor creatures, groveling in some patch of dirt since birth. I wouldn't be surprised if any of them even knew just how much their fathers have harmed them and the world. They need to die off sooner or later. Trouble is, 'Titans' in the traditional sense may not be the ideal way to finish them off anymore. Even if we turned every last citizen here into a mindless beast to charge on them all at once while we recaptured the Coordinate, it wouldn't be enough. I am going to need a different way to approach them."

"You?"

"Why, yes. Dear Yelena, please go check the perimeter of the tent. Don't hesitate to use force."

Only one unsuspecting soldier lost on his way to the mess hall experienced a casualty and woke up with a nasty headache the next day. Yelena closed the tent behind her. She and Zeke Jaeger sat face to face. His focus was transfixed on her.

"Yelena. Would you like to help me?" She sat stunned, unable to speak. Just what was he inviting her to do for whatever motive lurked behind those glasses? He was the one to save her from being swallowed by the sea, so it was her time to return the favor. But... wasn't he acting behind Marley's back?

"What have I done to merit this?"

"What have you done? Do you think the Boy Wonder who so bravely turned over his own progenitors in the midst of a secretive plot would have no experience in spotting a rebellion in the making? Especially with a group of conscripts from different nations forced to work together, I can't imagine anything other than feelings of loathing toward the precious Jewel most occupied nations wish to castrate with all their might."

The pages of her adventure novels with great heroes flipped before her. Was this the part with a great mentor with an array of knowledge that would push them forward after some setbacks? "What... what are you asking me to do?"

"Dear Yelena, by now you would have shot the heads of several subordinates out if you were standing in their places. But since I desire mercy toward all people, I will explain to you. Although I must warn you, this knowledge is so powerful that it may break you and your naive little mind."

After that night, Yelena believed in a god again. He had enlightened her with the real truth of the world and the power of the Titans. No more Subjects of Ymir. No more Titans. When that day would come, there would be great weeping and conflict, but that would be temporary.

Marley would get what it deserved after being stripped of their only source of power that caused so much havoc over its territories, scrambling to find a solution to infertility that only the true King of the world would have in his hands.

Even if they decided to kill the rest of their Eldians in stock while they were around, they'd be left without power even earlier.

As for the Subjects themselves, why would they miss children they could never conceive? There would be no more cries of pain in labor to deliver yet another child to be used as a pawn and live a sad existence in a ghetto until it was time to feed him to another unfortunate soul or a child born on an island without a cure for his pox or otherwise be brought up to know that the rest of the world wanted him dead for existing, driving him to cry in hatred and retribution, something that could easily cause the great earthshaking to happen if he got a Titan power.

Everyone would get to live happily thanks to Zeke Jaeger, the god man with royal blood coursing through him in secret who navigated the streets of Liberio to great praise from his people. Soon the rest of the world would exalt him. And so began a highly confidential set of meetings between her, the other volunteers, and Zeke.

They all shared their stories to sympathize over oppression, war, and family. They took a liking to Zeke, in awe that a Marleyan tool was plotting a rebellion like no other. However, it wasn't as if everything Zeke had shared with Yelena could be common knowledge—his royal blood, and especially not his euthanasia plan.

The main goal was to create some negotiations with the people and provide them with the technology for sweet freedom for all people, including Eldians, mainland or island-born. Yelena took the time to assess every Volunteer's background.

Some, like Onyankopon, would have protested the plan as contrary to his faith, but he was too valuable to waste his passion for loving all people. He'd be a good person to use to warm up relations on the island, so he'd be kept in the dark.

Others were more comfortable with Subjects of Ymir dying off as if they were afflicted with a cancer that would overtake them sooner or later. Only a few dissidents or suspected spies among them had to be taken care of swiftly.

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One day, Zeke informed her that he had to leave and sail to Paradis Island. He told them to keep doing their job and wait for his return. Yelena had no doubts that he would return to them; he was a god, after all.

Yet, the days of waiting turned into weeks and then into months. Yelena never lost hope that he would return until one day, one of her subordinates barged into her room and informed her that the ship that sailed with Zeke Yeager and Pieck Finger was considered MIA (Missing in Action) by the Marley Authority. Yelena could wait no longer; she needed to find Zeke, and if that meant she would need to sail all the way to Paradis Island, she would do it without hesitation.

"To Paradis! Yelena, what about us? What are we supposed to do?" Onyankopon questioned as he spread his arms.

"You all will stay here. This is an order, I will make sure to make contact with you as soon as I found out what happened to Zeke."

On the next ship that sailed to Paradis Island, Yelena wasted no time enlisting, and before long, she was sailing to Paradis with only one thought in her mind.

Where are you, Zeke?

Paradis Island

"Sasha, what's happening?" Marco shouted as he, too, stood up with a little difficulty. She pointed towards the Ocean. He quickly used his own sniper rifle, and his expression changed to one of disbelief and wariness.

"They are here!" Marco said with a hint of disbelief. She knew she had to wait for them to get closer. Once the ships were almost at the dock, the red flare flew high in the air.

Sasha grabbed the iron railing before jumping over it with her legs forward. As she fell down, she quickly bit her hand, and a bolt of golden lightning engulfed her.

Everyone watched as a Semi-War Hammer Titan formed before them, holding a giant iron bow, including a stack of fifty arrows behind her back.

"Prepare to Fight," Sasha ordered through her Titan. She was tall enough that the ships could see her as she slowly approached them. The bright lights from the ships almost blinded her. Many of them were brighter than the moon and illuminated her form as she advanced towards them.

Sasha looked down on them; she had never expected to be in this situation, to become a Titan. It felt strange to be so tall and look down at people taller than her, and right now, she was even taller than the white wall where the Eldians used to be turned into Titans years ago.

"OPEN FIRE!!" Sasha heard the man down at the ship shout, but she wasn't bothered. She was a War Hammer Titan, and despite being a semi-one, her armor was still strong enough to stand against cannons, bullets, and even mortars they had stolen from the Marley Ships.

Sasha felt her body get bombarded by bullets and cannon shells. But none made a dent in her armor, and the soldiers seemed to have realized that, too, as they stopped shooting at her; they all looked scared out of their minds.

"Soldiers of Marley. I will give you all one chance, more than what you gave to my people. Give up now, and you all will be spared, but if you don't—" A huge mortar exploded in her face. This one caused the armor in her face to crack, and she looked down at them, but there was no anger in her eyes, not really. She wasn't like Annie, who enjoyed attacking the Marley soldiers. Despite knowing how they treated Eldians, Sasha couldn't find it in her heart to hate them, but she knew what she had to do; it was her duty, and even if she didn't like it, she would defend her home.

Without saying another word, she aimed her big bow at all three metallic ships. A burst of electricity engulfed her hand as she held the string of the bow as she aimed at them. She could hear them shouting for them to sail away, and many started firing at her once again.

Sasha let go of the bowstring, but instead of one big arrow, it was a hundred small arrows made of Titan hardening, all raining down on everyone who happened to be on the main deck.

Sasha watched as the blood flew everywhere; their screams echoed in the night, and many jumped over the ship and to the safety of the waters below; the sound of flesh and bones being ripped apart was something she preferred not to hear.

Sasha watched as everyone still alive swam to the shore; the arrows weren't big enough to damage the ships beyond repair; they still needed them in the future. Sasha walked up to the white wall, and the remaining soldiers all raised their hands in surrender when they noticed Sasha looking down at them as if they were ants in her way, not counting the Eldians soldiers aiming their rifles at them, weapons they had taken from Marley soldiers.

Sasha watched as Miche, the leader of this HQ, walked up in front of everyone, ready to address them.

"Soldiers of Marley, drop down your weapons. You will not be harmed but make one wrong move, and you won't see another day." Miche declared and looked at each one; many seethed in anger; he could tell many were willing to throw away their lives, and Miche's eyes quickly noticed one of them rising to his feet with a rifle in hand.

"I will see you all—" BANG!!

Miche's eyes widened as the soldier fell on the shore with a hole in the side of his head, but the one who shot him wasn't one of theirs. Instead, it was a Marley.

"Alright, that was boring."

"Yelena, what the hell!!" One soldier shouted, ready to aim his gun at her, only for another bullet to be shot; the soldier dropped dead, and the one named Yelena didn't seem fazed by what happened.

"Will you keep resisting?" Miche asked once again, but this time, they all threw down their guns and let the Eldians handcuff them, but when the girl's turn came to be handcuffed, Miche motioned for the soldier to leave so he could speak with her and beside him was Nanaba, and Sasha, whose marks on her face for using her Titan were slowly healing away.

"Who are you?"

"I am Yelena, mister..." "Miche, I'm the commander of this HQ."

"A Pleasure to meet you, but I think this conversation is best held in a more private place." Miche gave her a long look before motioning at her to follow him.

Yelena did so without question, but she quickly noticed the blonde woman's eyeing her and the way she whispered something to this Miche guy.

I see, so these two have a thing with one another, she realized. Those things were always too easy to spot, and this one, they weren't even trying to hide it in the first place. She placed that piece of information at the back of her head for later use if she needed it and followed them inside a tent.

The blonde girl placed a chair before her, and Miche sat across her, looking at her intensively.

Yelena, once again, sat down without hesitation. "Do you happen to have coffee here? I would like a cup." She requested, knowing this island was not supposed to have coffee. Much to her surprise, Miche gave the blonde girl a look, and she quite reluctantly left the tent once again, making it obvious of their little relationship.

So, if they had coffee, that means someone must have taught them how to make it. Yelena remembered the way they spared them. Instead of just outright killing them like Marley would do, they gave them three chances to give up. Yelena knew there were other people who were with Zeke who could have told them how to make Coffee, but a small part of her was hoping it was Zeke. Was he still alive?

"So, why did you shoot your own soldier? From what the soldier said, your name is Yelena. Is that correct?" Miche asked with a lingering look. The flap of the tent was pulled up, and the blonde woman walked inside, holding a freshly made coffee with hot steam still coming out from the top. She placed it on the table next to Yelena before taking her place beside Miche, looking at her warily, almost like she was a time bomb waiting to go off.

Yelena took a small sip. The taste could have been better, but it was still good. Perhaps she could teach them later how to make good coffee, but that could wait. "Yes, my name is Yelena, and why I killed the Marley soldier. Well, I despise them. I only was amongst them because I'm looking for someone here." Her answer clearly caught them off guard.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Zeke Yeager. Do you know him?" Yelena allowed a small hint of hope in her voice as she asked.

Miche narrowed his eyes at her, and his silence felt like years of waiting until he finally opened his mouth to answer. "Yes, we know him, and he's still alive."

Yelena had never felt more relieved; she felt like a huge weight was off her shoulders, and she could breathe more easily now. "Where is he?" Yelena wanted to berate herself for making it so obvious that he was important to her, and from their expression, it was clear they had noticed that.

"We can tell you that...later, but first you will reveal information. I'm sure that's a fair trade. Don't you think?"

"With pleasure." Yelena smiled. As long as she had the opportunity to talk with Zeke again, everything would be fine. He was still alive, and now all she needed to do was meet him again.

Erwin

"How did this happen?" Erwin questioned with a sigh of irritation as he looked at Hange.

After hearing about the incident, he wasted no time riding to the Forest of the Giant Trees; with the help of Titan Hardening, they had created a big prison where the prisoners of war would be kept, but making sure no innocent people would get close to this place, with the help of Levi and Mikasa, they had created a wall around this prison, it was thirty meters tall, with spikes, and everything else they needed to make sure the prisoners wouldn't escape this place. The Warden of this place was an ex-military Police officer that Commander Nile had suggested with the excuse that the Military Police were better at dealing with people than those from the Survey Corps.

King Eren agreed to this and allowed the Commander to choose who he thought would be best suited to watch over this place; this man was Klauus Wut. The man had been in the first place when he had graduated nine years ago; he seemed like someone who could watch over this place. Erwin had agreed, and so did everyone else.

But now, this incident has caused quite a lot of heat amongst the military. Erwin knew it was no real secret that those Marley Soldiers were despised by the majority of the population, including many soldiers in the military.

They all made it clear they should be killed for what Marley had done and was still doing it to the Eldians on the mainland, but Eren and the Commanders of the Military, including Zackley, had made it clear that those prisoners would be kept in the new prison, and would be kept alive. But many said that it was a waste of food to keep them alive, and killing them was a much better solution.

And now, an incident had happened between the Eldian soldiers and the imprisoned soldiers. Erwin wanted to get to the bottom of this as quickly as possible, but this proved to be much more complicated than he had thought. Upon arriving here and questioning the Warden of this Prison, Klauus had reported that the Marley Soldiers had started it; they had attacked the Eldian soldiers, and their soldiers had protected themselves from the aggressors.

Erwin wished it was as simple as that. He looked at Hange, waiting for her to report.

"Erwin, I questioned everyone I could, even the Marley soldiers. They told me to fuck off at first, and some looked terrified from me, but with a few small promises of more food and perhpas more freedom in the future, many of them cracked, and told me a completely different story."

Erwin didn't like the sound of that as he took a sip from the tea; at a time like this, he wished either Miche or Levi were with him right now.

But Miche was busy being the Commander of the Yeager HQ near the Ocean, and Levi was preparing for the First Contact Mission. His job was to ensure Zeke Yeager made contact with the outside world.

It wasn't just Levi and Miche that were not around anymore since it was set in, well, eventually sank in that the outside world hated everyone that lived on this island. King Eren, with the help of his small council and the Commanders, had created many new ways of fighting and training, and the Semi-Shifter Program was still going well, but that also included creating new weapons and factories for said weapons after taking everything valuable from the Marley Ships. Hange and a group of scientists had wasted no time analyzing everything they could, trying to recreate what the Marley had created.

Due to the orders of King Eren, their first priority was to recreate the weapons that Marley had at their disposal, and so far, all they were able to recreate were the automatic pistols and the bolt action rifles. When it came to guns, they were still trying to recreate the Bazooka and other explosive weapons they had found, including the fruit-like weapon that Pieck Finger had called 'Grenade,' and according to Hange, they were close to recreating that one, and with the help of the new weapon factory called, 'Sword and Spear.'

Once they were done with that, Hange promised they could start mass-producing the Grenades. Sadly, that meant Erwin was no longer with his usual company.

The days of spending time with Hange, Levi, and Miche and planning the next expedition beyond the wall were long gone. Sometimes, Erwin missed those days. Those days were much simpler, but there was no time to think about the past; he needed to think about the future.

"What did they say?"

"Erwin, they said that our soldiers started this fight, they were...hmmm..." Erwin could see a pained smile on her face as she tried to speak her mind. "Three soldiers from Marley that survived our ambush are female, and I warned Klauus to place them in separate cells, perhaps in different prisons entirely, but he told me they would not harm the prisoners until one night. The guards that usually guarded their cells weren't there, and three Military Police soldiers, including one from the Survey Corps, opened their cells and walked inside. They tried to...take advantage of them...thankfully, one of them managed to bite, causing quite a wound on one of the Military soldiers, which frightened the others. But the next day, when the male Marley soldiers learned about this, they caused quite a riot, which caused this whole incident." Hange gave him her personal notebook, and she had written everything: what she had asked, the answer, and which soldier gave that answer.

The more Erwin read, the bigger the headache became. "Just great," Erwin said sarcastically as he read. He really wished all of this was a bad dream. Once he was done reading, he looked at Hange across the table; she looked quite distraught and a little disappointed.

"Hange, do you think there's any chance the Marley soldiers are making this up?"

"...As much as I wish to say that it's all their fault. I interviewed everyone, even one of the female soldiers, but she burst into tears when I tried to ask more about that night. I asked our own soldiers, and it was clear many of them were afraid to say anything bad about the four soldiers who appreantly did this deed."

Erwin let that sink in. He was sure Eren would never tolerate this. If he learned the truth of what happened, he would demand the heads of everyone who let this happen, including the head of Klauus himself, for being the Warden and allowing something like this to happen in his own prison. Erwin would agree with that, but he needed to make sure this stayed quiet, and the public wouldn't learn of this incident because if they did, Erwin knew it could end badly.

"Hange, I need your help with this. I will talk with Nile and ask what he thinks we should do about this incident. You should try to gather more information," Erwin ordered her.

"Erwin, what about...ahh, King Eren? Shouldn't he be informed right away, or does he already know what we are talking about because of the founder?" Hange said with a small shudder. The thought of Eren eavesdropping on all of them didn't sound comfortable, especially last night with what she and Levi had been doing with one another.

"It doesn't work like that. He and Zeke or Dina need to make contact so he can use the founder, and even if he could. I don't think Eren is one to eavesdrop on us. As for Eren, right now. I want to know everything about this incident and secret. I will personally tell Eren what happened here, but only after I'm one hundred percent sure that we are not being played here." Erwin ordered Hange. It seemed like she wanted to say something to counter him, but she ultimately closed her mouth and left the room without saying a word.

Royal Palace - Night

"What did you learn?" Eren questioned right away as he looked at the fire flickering in the fireplace with Historia holding his hand.

"Well, do you want the good news or the bad news?" Kenny questioned from behind with an uneasy smile, but Eren didn't appreciate the joke as he turned to look at him and pinned him with a cold glare.

"...Three Marley Soldiers that we captured were female: Camila, Sara, and Gabriella. They had their own cells away from the male prisoners, but two days ago. The guards of their cells weren't there; based on the information that I gathered, they were given money, and they decided to leave the cells alone for that night. Once, it was the middle of the night, four of our soldiers, three MPs, and one Survey. They sexually assaulted the three girls, but the assault was cut short when Sara used her teeth to make one of them a eunuch. The three others were scared and ran away after this happened. The next day, the three girls, crying, informed the Marley soldiers of what happened, and the riot happened an hour later. The Warden of this prison, the one Commander Nile suggested, he tried to keep it quite, and ordered that all the Marley soldiers to be beaten for causing the riot after it was over, but he choose the wrong day to do that since Hitch Dreyse happened to be there, which caused her to run to the Royal Palace and inform you of what happened, while she tried to downplay it a little, I don't think she knew the full extend of what happened there. Commander Nile and Commander Erwin are trying to find out everything that happened, and try to keep it quite from the public, and do this quietly without gaining attention from the public. I heard Commander Erwin say that he will tell you the truth once he knows everything that happened."

Once Kenny was done with his report, for the first time, he was taken aback. Historia had never looked so furious, but even she paled in comparison to the eyes of the King. Eren Yeager's eyes showed rage that made Kenny shudder in fear for the first time in his life.

"Kenny. I want the names of everyone who allowed this to happen: the four soldiers, the guards who were brided, and every person who was responsible for this happening. I want their names."

"...Why?" Kenny questioned, swallowing thickly, feeling sweat on his forehead.

"I will have their heads for this."

Dina

' Where am I? She wondered as she ran across a large green field, and it wasn't her body. Who is this boy, she wondered as she followed the boy and the girl before him, almost running on their tiptoes. From what she understood, their names were Annie and Bertholdt.

Dina was familiar with this Annie girl; she was sure she had heard that name but wasn't sure where...

Oh, right. She holds the Original Female Titan. She remembered when she had once discussed something with King Eren. Dina had introduced herself to Annie, but not much else was exchanged between them.

As they kept running, she couldn't help but feel that this place was familiar until, in the distance, she saw one of the walls. From the sigil painted on the gate, this was Wall Maria.

What? Why am I here? Whose memories are these? She wondered as she turned to look at the Annie girl.

"Alright, Annie. Now it's your turn," she said in a boy's voice. Dina watched as the girl gained a distance from them before using a sharp blade on her ring, and the Female Titan appeared before her.

What is happening here? What is she doing...'

Suddenly, everything went dark. She opened her eyes with a gasp. She was back in her room. The memories quickly returned to her, and she remembered why she was here in the first place—the room the Queen and the King had given her.

"Strange, were this Reiner's memories?" She wondered out loud as she turned around on her bed to look at the window, staring at the Royal Garden beyond. Her eyelids felt heavy, but as she closed her eyes to sleep, she couldn't help but wonder what this all meant.

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