Shingeki No Kyojin Levi Fanfic- A Lily [Epilogue]

Levi stood straight and tall. His hands in front of him, holding a bouquet of flowers, Lilies. His green cape was flowing behind him, almost as if they were a pair of wings. Irwin stood next to him. Both if their eyes staring ahead, rows of graves filled the open hills before them. The graveyard they stood in belonged to a lot of they fellow fallen soldiers. People that died brave deaths. People that fought to live.

  "So, aren't you glad you joined the Recon Corps Levi?" Irwin spoke, a hint of sarcasm in his hollow voice.

   "Are you expecting me to answer that honestly Irwin?" Levi responded, with just the same amount of sarcasm. They had just returned from Levi's first expedition outside the walls. Of course, he made it back alive. His comrades however, weren't as lucky. Levi expected death. Just not at such high levels.

  The air that surrounded the two men were silent. While it was silent, it wasn't strained. The stiff, taut atmosphere that had surrounded the two before was long gone. There was a new bond between both of them. "Trust", is what Levi would've called it. Ironic how he had began to trust the very man he swore he's hated, and even tried to kill at one point. But none of that mattered now. Whatever problems Levi had before became trivial as he stood on the fields that held the bodies of his friends.

     Levi bent down towards the grave that he and Irwin had been standing by for the past few minutes. He set the bouquet of lilies down, being careful to make sure that they decorated the grave the way he pictured. He stood back up, the 3DMG harness fixing itself on his body as he did so. The two emotionally torn men stood still and silent for several more moments until Irwin spoke again.

    "So I take it you have more fuel to add to your flame of purpose now" he said.

    "I guess I do" was Levi's response. He would still keep his promise. None of his comrades lives would have been wasted in vain. He would use their lives to further his drive. They would become his power. Without even acknowledging Irwin's presence Levi looked down at the grave he stood over and spoke.

    "You know, I've gotten stronger. Much stronger than you probably were. I was at the top of my class. Even though I only trained for a year. I guess you'd be proud of me wouldn't you? Well, I'd feel the same.... I'm going to keep my promise. I'll never forget those who lived before me. I'll use my power to protect whoever I can. I won't waste my life...because so many people have wasted theirs to get me to this point. Including you. You...you were incredible. Thank you. Thank you for being my spark. My hope. A new beginning. Thanks, Lilia."

     A strong wind blew across the valley. Between the gravestones. Toward Levi. It brushed up his cloak. The wings of freedom emblazed in his back began to flutter.

Levi had his wings.

His fallen comrades were his air.

With their help he would fly.

He would fly.

Fly toward freedom.

Humanity.

Towards a new beginning,

He would dance trough the azure sky.

With these newfound wings of freedom.