Attack on Assassination Classroom x reader

Chapter 8

Hey guys, sorry I have not been updating as planned but I have traveled again but instead of staying in the U.S. I'm back in China for family reasons. But I will not be leaving the area I am staying in for a long while. I'll try to update as often as I can depending on the connection.  -KtCD

To say the least, being on the message relay was exactly as it sounded. Relaying messages was rather simple but if it meant going out there to other squadrons, [Y/n] was one of those who were sent out to deliver those messages and they were rather quick about it too. Being able to notice blood lust coming from those tall things was very helpful for her too when it came to evading, there have been a few close calls with abnormal titans but those who were with her weren't as lucky. Some either lost their limb, half their body or their life. No matter how much training she's had with Class E to be an assassin, actually being there where there is death is a terrifying feeling with it just being a few inches away or less. Of course while they were out delivering messages, the building where the soldiers were supposed to refill their tanks was slowly being surrounded by titans. Gritting their teeth, [Y/n] ran along the roof tops looking for another group to join to inform them of what they have seen. If any of them had gone there without knowing that they would have ended up dead if the number grew. On one of the roof tops, [Y/n] spotted other soldiers who survived the attack and made her way over. She found Connie and a frozen Armin in the group. At least until he had began to scream and cry, whatever horrible thing he had witnessed finally sunk in and he was now reacting. When she got onto the roof she looked around, frowning when she did not see Eren among the group. It was well known among the cadets that he was very determined to kill every last titan, but she really hoped he did not get himself killed in the process.

"Let it go Connie." Ymir said looking over the roof top of where they were for any more titans, nodding slightly to [Y/n] when they acknowledged their presence. "He's it. The rest of them are dead." [Y/n] froze, tuning out when Connie began yelling at Ymir for saying such a thing. [Y/n] did not want to accept it but given Armin's reaction and not seeing the rest of his squad, it made sense. And she did not know how Mikasa would handle that news when she finds out, but all she knew was that it would not be good at all. "Both of you stop it right now!" Krista ran in between the two to keep Connie from running at the woman behind her and [Y/n] moved behind Connie, whether to stop him from attacking her or to join in shutting her mouth, she did not know. With Armin's head low, [Y/n] reached a hand down to help him stand up, he only shook his head and stood on his own. "[Y/n], why are you here? Aren't you in the message relay group?" Connie asked, getting her attention once again, "I delivered messages while I could but there's a problem getting back. The building is slowly being surrounded by titans and going in solo is suicide if any of them have gotten inside the building. I'd rather tell other groups while I can about the problem in case any get the idea of going back there to refuel." she stated, raising her voice slightly for others on that roof to hear her. While that did cause some panic, it was better that they knew rather than find out the hard way. "I'm going to look for others who survived, I don't want to see anymore death." While Armin left to join the rear guard, [Y/n] headed the opposite way. "Make sure to tell others in case you see them!" she called out as she went her own way.

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With time seeming like forever, although with what was going on, time did not seem to matter. Large thud like sounds, as if running, came from the right of [Y/n].  It was from an abnormal titan, and from the look of the squad following it would not be able to make it in time as it was headed for a large crowd trying to get inside the next wall. "Tch. Damn it..." She muttered, using her gear to make a sharp turn and see if she could get there to help them. Mikasa however beat her to it, cutting its nape and watching it fall down to the ground just a few feet away from the crowd. Getting closer, [Y/n] saw the cause of the huge crowd; some merchant believes his merchandise was more important than the lives of others. "Well this is gonna hurt..." she sighed making her way over and using the speed she was at to knee his body guards in the face before Mikasa had to deal with them on her own. "Sorry about that, I mistook them for smaller titans." she shrugged, ignoring the surprised looks on their audiences faces. "Oh good, another soldier. Talk that crazy woman down and help me push this cart in then I'll forget what you did to my men!" he demanded. Oh the expression on Mikasa's face was quite scary, [Y/n] simply inched aside. "Nah man, whatever you did to make her angry, I am not getting in her way." The blade Mikasa held to the merchant's throat did not change her mind either. "P-pull the damn wagon out!" He cried out, the look on his face just screamed that he pissed himself. Whether it would be facing a titan or being under punishment by Shadis, she would rather face those than Mikasa's wrath. 

As the merchant began pulling out the wagon for the people to get through, [Y/n] informed the soldiers there of the situation with the titans. She however left out what she learned about Eren's fate, she was not sure if telling Mikasa now was the best time to do so. Again, [Y/n] left again to look for soldiers who were still alive while being cautious herself. She did not want to get killed so soon and with the rain, it would not be easy to run on roofs again. Without a choice, she had to use the gear to make her moves now. Soon as the bell rang, [Y/n] thought it would be better to see who made it to the vanguard. She may have been disobeying orders by not seeing if there were other messages for her to deliver but surviving was a better choice in her opinion. The decaying smell of flesh permeated the humid air as she raced through it. 'Please,' she prayed in her head, 'Let there be at least more than a handful who survived...'