Attack on the Games: Chpt 14

Attack on the Games

An Attack on Titan/Hunger Games Crossover

Chapter 14
The Illusion


I’m on my feet before I can register who or what has climbed up here. Jean slowly gets to his feet too and pulls out a small knife that he had tucked in his belt. I don’t even worry about why he never told me about the weapon because my eyes are fixed on the figure on his knees and coughing up water.

“Where are Annie and Reiner?” I command and Bertholdt looks up shocked at two of us. He then looks out at the water surrounding the cornucopia.

“I- I don’t know. We got separated from the storm,” he says, still looking for the other two.

Before I know what I’m doing, I grab Jean’s knife from his hand and go towards Bertholdt. I hear Jean saying something behind me but I ignore him. Bertholdt looks up at my approach and tries to back away but he has nowhere to go. I throw Jean’s knife with perfect precision and it implants itself deep in Bertholdt’s foot and he cries out in agony. I move to stand over him and I roughly yank out the knife from his foot and drive it into his side causing Bertholdt to cry out even more. It’s not a fatal stab wound, I missed all the major organs, but killing wasn’t my intention at this moment.

“That’s for Eren,” I hiss.

“Mikasa, I’m sorry about Eren! But I didn’t kill him,” Bertholdt gasps.

“I know you didn’t kill him but don’t you remember my promise at the river?” I ask, twisting the knife inside of him. “I promised I would make sure that your death would be as agonizing and slow as possible if you didn’t let Eren go. And guess what,” I thrust the knife upwards and slice through his skin and cut into his lung, “you didn’t let Eren go.”

Bertholdt has not stopped screaming and I continue to twist the knife. His face has gone ghostly white and he starts to cough up blood. “Mikasa, please.” He says between wheezing breaths. But I continue to glare coldly at him. I know he wasn’t the one to kill Eren and he never actually hurt Eren. He probably doesn’t deserve this death but I warned him. I warned him about what I would do if he didn’t let Eren go but he ignored my warnings and still planned on helping kill Eren. And I can’t help but think if he did let Eren go, certain events might have played out differently and Eren could still be alive.

“Mikasa.” Jean murmurs behind me and I’m brought back to the present. I look at Bertholdt, with the blood seeping out of his mouth and the tears pouring out of his eyes, and I know he doesn’t deserve this. Nobody deserves this.

I quickly pull out the knife. “I’m sorry,” I whisper and I feel tears start to run down my face. I don’t know if I’m apologizing to Bertholdt or to Jean or even to Eren, but the tears start to flow harder and I fall to my knees. “I’m so sorry.” And with both hands, I plunge the knife into Bertholdt’s heart, and the cannon fires.



Eventually, the flood recedes back into the river and Jean and I make our way back into what remains of the forest. Neither of us has spoken to one another since the cornucopia and we don’t know where we’re going or what we’re going to do. All we know is that we both want to have the cornucopia far behind us.

I finally make Jean stop because his limping has gotten exceptionally worse and I want to check to make sure his wound hasn’t got infected. Jean sits on the trunk of a fallen tree and I undo his bandages. Thankfully, the bleeding has stopped and the wound doesn’t look too bad, just a little red and puffy.  

“What are we going to do?” Jean asks after we’ve been sitting for a while.

“I don’t know,” I admit. Because I have no swords, Jean’s leg could be getting infected, we have no supplies to make camp, and we’re basically defenseless. It would be nice if we could get more gifts from Sponsors but as I look at the darkening sky, I see no parachutes. I groan and put my face in my hands. That damn Levi, I think suddenly, he could at least help out a little and get us more Sponsors.

“Well,” Jean says standing, “I guess we could camp out here for tonight. I don’t think I can walk any farther today anyways. I’ll just go collect some wood for a fire. Why don’t you start building us a shelter just in case it rains again?”

I nod and Jean walks off. I start collecting large branches that had fallen off of the trees during the storm and I am able to create a small shelter for us. I hear a twig snap behind me and I spin around just in time to see Annie running at me with a small sword. I dodge out of the way just in time as she swings her sword down on me. I’m able to kick her feet out from under her and she falls to the ground and I try to kick her sword from her grasp. She’s too fast though and rolls out of the way and springs back up and charges at me once more.

I look around slightly panicked because I have no weapons to fight her with and I know Annie to be an incredibly skilled fighter. And for some reason I suddenly think my best option is to climb a tree. I run to the nearest tree and quickly start to climb as high as I can go. But Annie is quick to follow me and is a skilled climber as well.

“You can’t beat me,” Annie calls from bellow. She is catching up fast and I am running out of strong branches. “Since the day I could walk my father has been training me to fight. He taught me to treat the whole world has my enemy. I’ve grown up knowing nothing but hating and fighting. And that is all I’ll ever know.”

Jean has finally returned and he runs and stands at the bottom of the tree. “What the hells are you doing, Mikasa!? How did you ever think that climbing a tree was a good idea?” He remarks from below.

I suddenly remember Eren’s dagger that I stored in my boot and I mentally smack myself. It’s been in there this whole time. Annie’s hand reaches the branch that I’m standing on and she smiles and with her other hand pulls out her small sword again. This is the first time I’ve ever seen Annie smile and I pull the dagger from my boot.

“Annie,” I say with no emotion, “fall.” I bring down the dagger across her fingers, successfully cutting right through them. It seems as if time has slowed down as I watch realization cross over Annie’s face that quickly turns to terror. She grimaces and tears swell up in her eyes.

“Father, I’m sorry.” Annie whispers and goes crashing to the ground. She lays unmoving and blood starts pooling around her but her cannon still hasn’t gone off yet, meaning she’s remarkably still alive. I let out a breath and start to make my way down the tree. As I’m climbing down I notice black and yellow bugs start to fly around me. Annie must have disturbed their nest as she fell. One bug even lands on my hand and I suddenly feel a sharp pain and I let out a surprised cry. “I think a bee just stung me!” I call down to Jean. But even as I’m saying it I know that something’s not right about these bees’ as more start to swarm around me. They are much too large and the spot where it stung me has swelled up larger than normal.

“These aren’t bees, Mikasa!” Jean cries urgently. “They’re Tracker-Jackers! They were bred by the Capitol and their venom is toxic and will cause you to hallucinate and enough of it can kill you! You need to get out of that tree right now!”

Without a second thought I’m swinging down from the branches as fast as I can because more of the Tracker-Jackers have started to swarm around me and I’ve received a few more stings. But the more stings I get on my hands, the more they swell up. My hands are now large and clumsy and I can no longer grab onto the branches and I tumble the rest of the way out of the tree. But Jean is waiting for me at the bottom with open arms and is able to catch me. But I notice while he was waiting for me, he has gotten a few stings himself. “Jean, your face!” I cry, because it has swelled up to the point where I hardly even recognize him. But most of the Tracker-Jackers have gone after Annie because I now see that their nest is crushed underneath her. Her whole body is red and purple and bloated and her cannon finally went off.

“Don’t worry about me!” He yells. “Run!” And he pushes me ahead of him and we stumble through the woods trying to escape the Tracker-Jackers. We run deep into the woods but everything is starting to swirl around me and the ground lurches beneath me and I fall.

“C’mon,” Jean says and reaches his hand out for me to take. But the stings have swelled up his lips and I can barely understand him. I reach out to grab his hand anyways but before I grab it I notice that it’s covered in blood. Horrified, I look up to Jean’s face but it’s no longer Jean standing in front of me. It’s my mother. She’s smiling at me as she’s covered in blood and has an ax stuck in her neck. I scream and crawl backwards away from her.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” my mother croons, “We have to go.”

“No,” I scream, “you’re not my mother! Leave me alone!”

Her face then transforms and her eyes turn red and her teeth grow sharp. “Why didn’t you save me?” she yowls and starts lumbering towards me, repeating those words.

“Stop! Please!” I cry. Suddenly, everything around me is on fire and my mother transforms into a burned version of Eren’s mother and I scream again. Her skin is red and raw from the fire and her hair is all burnt off.

“Why didn’t you save me, Mikasa?” She cries out to me.

I cover my face with my swollen hands, “Go away!”

“Mikasa.”

I remove my hands to look because I know this new voice. Everything is still on fire but instead of Eren’s burned mother standing in front of me, it’s now actually Eren. He looks scared and sad and I want to go to him. I want to make sure he’s okay and I want to cry out in joy because he’s standing right in front of me and he’s alive. But in the back of my mind a small voice is telling me that it can’t be the real Eren because Eren is dead. Dread washes over me again and I let out a wail of anguish.

“Why couldn't you save me, Mikasa?” Eren asks desperately.

“I’m sorry, Eren. I’m so, so sorry!” I moan.

Eren then starts to look angry and he starts to yell at me furiously. “You could have saved me, Mikasa! You were right there! But you didn’t! You promised me that I could go home again! But now I never will! And it’s your fault!”

“I know it is! I’m so sorry, Eren!” I cry again and the pain is just too much and the darkness takes over me and I remember nothing more except for the angry look in Eren’s eyes.