Walking Among Spirits (Levi x Reader) [REWRITE]

[ Chapter 29 ]

Flashback End

"I knew it!" A distant voice speaks from behind you. "Y/n!" "Hey!" A different voice joins in, mind slow to notice. Eyes peeling open, you're confused to find yourself sitting on the boxcar's roof, hands still holding on as best as you can. You swore that mere seconds ago you fell off the train. How are you back on the roof? Blinking away the slight blurriness of your vision, you look over your shoulder and spot your mother one boxcar away, about to jump onto the next. Behind her, you see Jean peeking through the trapdoor again.

But... the train derailed?

You question again, severely confused. Did none of that happen? Did you pass out and dream about falling off the train after it crashed? Whatever the hell the answer is, you need it now. As your mother jumps onto the roof you sit on, she approaches your side, holding out a hand to pull you back up. Steadying yourself once standing, you scan the horizon, attempting to recollect everything you can remember from that... dream? "You're exhausted... your captain was right about not sending you." Your mother explains, making you frown. "Huh?" Before you have time to ask a question, she continues, "it's been ten minutes since you left and we were getting worried. Go back down there and I'll tell the others about our plan, okay?"

She shouldn't have to.

"No, I'm okay. Promise. I may be tired, but I'm fine. I'm a soldier, mom." You were a soldier. With a sigh, your mother doesn't budge. It seems she's just as stubborn about duties as you are. "Go back. I got this." Your mother releases her grip while striding past you. "We only have so much time. Please." Your mother reiterates when she senses that you don't move. "I'm not leaving." You shake your head. "Y/n, please! I know about the train derailing, that's why I came up here!" She raises her voice, catching you off guard. First, about the volume, second... so... what you dreamt about was true? If that's the case-

That means...

Your mother is already running to jump across the last boxcar, but as soon as she's between them, gunfire sounds, your body immediately dropping low to the roof, arms covering your head. Heart pounding, you quickly spring back up, eyes wide as you look around for your mother, but she's nowhere to be seen. She should have made it to the other side. "Mom?!" You shout, voice being muted by the wind. "Mom!" You scream again, realizing she's gone. Your mind is far too fuzzy and tired to sense her, she was most likely shot out of the sky like a bird, landing on the ground or worse- under the train.

Dashing towards the edge, you fail to notice two sets of boots pounding behind you. "We heard the gun!" A male voice shouts before you feel a hand pull you back from the edge. You were inches/centimeters away from jumping across, your comrades in fear of you being shot at as well. "Let go! I've gotta find her!" You flail under Conny's strong grip, attempting to tug your arm away. "Shut up! We need a better plan!" Jean scolds, making you briefly shut up, but that doesn't silence your racing thoughts. You're terrified and should have known better. You were certain you were just seeing things due to your fatigue. Internally fighting with yourself on whether you should have insisted you go, or if you should have been honest and gave in.

No...

You should have stood your ground more firmly. This is all your fault, you should have known that was not just a silly dream. You had a vision and mistook it for sleep deprived nonsense. You had the chance to stop her, but you failed her. Like you fail everyone. Sasha. Your father. Tristan. Now your mother.