FANFIC WIP cause I’m obsessed with tlou2 again and I am remembering my reijean tlou2 inspired fic. The infected are called titans and the WLF are the warriors.
Connie has seen Jean angry before, fights with Eren or other community members, arguments with Levi and Erwin that appeared to stem from something far deeper than Connie will ever know. He’s seen his friend frustrated, upset, happy, hurt and even in love. He’s seen him take out other people and titans with efficiency never lingering long and always moving forward giving out orders confidently and quickly. Helping his friends and teammates.
This is a side Connie hasn’t seen before.
He’s stares at Jean’s back. He watched Jean shoot him in the leg, watches as Jean picks up the man’s own weapon and brings it down with strength and anger.
It was violent, unnecessarily so. Connie didn’t think Jean had it him to be so violent towards another person, sure he fought to live, killed other people to save his friends and himself but this isn’t like that. This is Jean relishing in the act, this is one of his closest friends fighting dirty and without pause. This violence that he sees in his friend is sickening and terrifying.
“Are you ok?” Sasha is helping him up, his body aches and he can’t stop staring at Jean.
“I’m fine. We have to leave now, this place is crawling with warriors.” He’s breathing deeply.
Jean crouched next to the man, he’s looking through his pockets and Connie doesn’t like seeing that either.
“Was there a tv station on that map?” His voice is focused.
A door slams open in the distance, him and Sasha both duck down on instinct.
“I don’t know. Jean we have to leave.”
What is this? Why is Connie telling Jean what to do? That’s not his job. Another slam, footsteps running.
“Fuck! Jean come on.” Connie has to drag him away and down from the bloody body.
He catches a glimpse of the damage his friend caused. A red pile of mush where a face used to be, a single shot in the man’s leg, his sledgehammer lays deeply stuck into brain matter that is leaking from the wound.
The moment a shot rings out at them Jean is out of his daze. He’s back to leading them. The building they’re in is an old school, over taken by nature. The blood they spill here is necessary to survive. To keep moving forward. They’re labeled as trespassers and they’re not the only ones. Somewhere in this city Eren is being held captive and Levi is trying to save them.
Jean is more aggressive. Connie watches as he creeps up behind a lone guard, Jean doesn’t even move him just a quick deep stab into the neck, instead of taking it out he watches as Jean twists the knife.
They’re out of breath, the sun is finally shining in this god forsaken sunken city. The TV station was a dead end, the girl that was with Reiner is dead. Sasha found pictures, Polaroids of the warriors as they made their journey to their little community. He wished Sasha never found those pictures, wished she never gave them to Jean. That cemented something in his friend, the picture of Reiner getting a particular venomous stare.
“Unit heading your way. Over.” The radio buzzed to life.
“We should probably get out of here.”
“Yeah I’m starving.” Sasha whispers to him and Connie smiles.
Jean was still in the room.
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