Aweseome-Pasta

  Guardian Angel            The Scouting Legion had gone outside the Wall. They were trying to go to Shiganshina. They were fighting a group of titans that were in the forest.              Jean soared through the air taking out a few titans along the way. He landed in a nearby tree. He had gotten separated from the main group. He had long lost his flare gun. A few titans gathered around the tree. There were only two he could easily take them out and get to the others. He held his blade up and whispered a prayer.              He flew over the titans as they reached up to him. “I’m not going to be anyone’s meal!” he

            Jean Kirstein was well aware of things around him or at least he had thought he was. Maybe a little bit too aware. He had noticed the changes come over him very slowly. It all began in Trost several years ago during the invasion of the Titans. The nights that followed after the invasion he could barely sleep, he was plagued by nightmare far too vivid for any human to handle. It began slowly a few nights a week he would dream of seeing one of his comrades get killed or ate by a Titan and after wards he would wake up in a cold sweat. Scared far too scared to consider sleeping ever again, he would often wonder if the others had the s