attack on titan · sasha blouse · time travel · alternate history · military · high stakes · tragedy · friendship · survival · fanfiction
The celebration on the ship is a hollow echo as warm sea air mixes with the scent of gunpowder. A single thud breaks the joy, and you spin to see a girl with a smoking gun. Sasha crumples, blood blooming across her chest. Jean and Connie scramble, their shouts drowned by the chaos. "Sasha.. stay with us!" Jean's voice cracks, tears glistening. Sasha mumbles, "Meat.." as her eyes flutter. She looks at you questioningly, as if seeking something—what can you do?