Author's Note: I did not create nor do I own the picture above. I downloaded it off Google Images, all credit goes to the artist zori0823 on Deviant Art. Also, I came up the name Finn awhile ago on my own, it's just a coincidence this OC drawing is named Finn Keller haha.
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit details of human torture during the dream state, read at your own risk.
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A Few Weeks Later
New Survey Corps HQ (Inside Wall Rose)
Your POV
Each day that goes by I grow more and more anxious, constantly plastering a look of boredom on my face to hide my emotions. I've been trying to reach Kenny, but I have not heard back.
See, back when I worked as a mercenary/bounty hunter for him, we'd communicate using flowers. Some people would find that heartwarming or even romantic, but no. It was a way commonly used by people in hiding to talk without having fear of any messages being intercepted. Each type of flower was given a meaning or location.
After training every day I would visit common bars and hang out spots we used to visit, talking to the bar keeps to hear if any of them have seen him lately. I always got the same answer, No, We haven't seen him around since the titan attack .
Before I would leave, I always placed a bouquet of daisies on the east side of the tavern underneath a window. Each one had a note attached to it with a picture of black angel wings. Back when I went on my little killing spree of my family's acquaintances, I coined the nickname "The Angel of Death." My gimmick became wearing a dark black cloak and face cover, and leaving behind a dark crimson rose dipped in black paint.
Most people regard daisies as a symbol of innocence and loyalty, however in the black market world, it's regarded as to way to schedule a meet up. Locating on the east side represents the general location on where inside the walls the other person is. Since the fall of wall Maria, the scouts relocated to a base just a few miles northeast of Trost. Being placed underneath the window show's it's urgent.
Not only am I stressed about trying to contact Kenny, but now I'm afraid I exposed myself too much. Erwin, Hange, and Mike occasionally asked me questions about the origin of my information. Each time I grew more and more irritated to the point where last week I sort of lashed out. I started yelling at them saying if they didn't shut up I would quit the Scouts and never talk to them again.
It got to a point where Levi had to intervene by throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me outside. I don't know how but he managed to calm me down and bring me back to my senses.
My whole life I have always been calm and collected, rarely feared anything. But after watching firsthand what happens to my family when we get out of line, I feel genuine terror. The nightmares don't stop, in fact they've gotten worse.
Dream State
I cry out as I feel the whip split my skin open, a hot burning sensation rippling across my back. My hands are currently chained above my head and I'm on my knees. I was stripped of my shirt a few days ago, leaving me in just a bra and ripped jeans. A cool, musty draft floats through the cell and my exposed skin erupts with goosebumps.
The crack of the whip signifies another strike causing me to let out another cry of pain. I try to slow my breathing down and relax my muscles, tensing up is only going to make it worse. He gives me no time to relax and sends out a third slash, then a fourth, fifth, sixth. My eyes starts to become unfocused while bright spots dance across my vision.
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FanfictionA cheeky grin is plastered on his face and he lightly chuckles, "Because you silly brat," he cups my cheeks and leans even closer, "It's my job as a Lieutenant to make sure all of my Captain's needs are met." ----- (Y/N) (L/N) never had a chance at...
